HBWnovel Chapter 148 Melee (×) Dinner (√)
Chapter 148 Melee (×) Dinner (√)
Tom forced the tentacles to take a step back, and the black threads waving in the sky also gathered around them.
"He's running away." The spiders whispered.
"He can't run away!" The spiders roared with wild laughter.
It seemed that Tom's retreating movement gave the spiders confidence, and their approaching movements began to be undisguised. The closest spiders had already stretched out their large claws -
Then it was cut off with a "swish" by the raised tentacle.
The raised tentacle did not fall down, but still wandered freely in the air. It's not surprising that he can easily cut off the spider's tentacles. After all, those tentacles are condensed with magic power. Tom has long been trained and experienced in controlling the magic power released from the body. I'm afraid it's still a bit difficult to cast the spell in a refined way. , but it is not difficult to make the tentacles become as thick as swords and thin as blades, cutting iron like mud in a single thought.
The angry spiders rushed forward in a black mass. Tom forced the tentacles to swing so airtight that water could not get in, trying to gain some breathing space for himself. At the same time, the black silk threads condensed by magic suddenly ejected and penetrated deeply into the spiders. Within their bodies, they began to frantically extract their life energy.
However, for professional hunters, this kind of blood loss buff in a life-and-death fight is not enough to make them retreat immediately. They naturally choose a more forest-law approach: bite off the enemy's head before the enemy kills themselves!
So the nearby spiders waved their claws more fiercely, and the ones in the distance sprayed spider silk - this was very annoying, so Tom had to throw some magic fireballs to deal with it, but the effect was not very good. In the end, the magic silk thread was used It is wrapped around the ground and burned, which further reduces the speed at which he absorbs life energy. Moreover, when the object is spider silk without magic factors, the magic power is lost, not swallowed.
He fought and retreated, consciously leading the spiders to follow him in the direction of the dementors. When the dementors came carrying them to the cold realm, he breathed a sigh of relief: Okay, make up. Magic potions, blood-replenishing potions and growth experience packs have arrived. 7K妏揩
His current situation can really be called terrible. Although the life energy extracted from the spider is supplemented, a large part of the magic power is used to resist the spider's attack, and the "pipeline" extracted is not sufficient; not to mention his limited magic power and lack of actual combat experience, in the endless spider offensive He still looked weak on the left and right, and inevitably suffered a few injuries, losing some vitality, and the death energy naturally took advantage of it.
But in such a desperate situation where he clearly felt that life was slowly passing bit by bit in the painful see-saw, the opportunity he had been waiting for finally arrived——
The depths of the Forbidden Forest were originally dark, but suddenly, it became pitch black without a trace of light. Even the dim light originally projected from the gaps between the overlapping leaves disappeared, and even the temperature dropped, becoming The cold was biting. The sticky and twisted darkness engulfed the dead silence, like an evil ghost stretching out its skinny hand, coldly covering the eyes of all living things.
"I can't see! I can't see!" the spiders shouted in panic. For a creature with eight eyes, suddenly being unable to see anything is indeed an unexpected and terrifying thing.
But one spider is an exception -
"It's so noisy!" Aragog's sinister roar swept through the surrounding area, "If you can't see it, you can't see it. What's there to yell about? Shut up! Form a circle! Be on guard!"
Tom sensed that the Acromantulas had turned in a different direction and raised their claws warily, poison brewing at the tips of their teeth.
He paused sucking the life energy of the spiders to avoid irritating them into attacking him regardless. Tom quietly opened more magic threads and shuttled lightly among the spiders, just waiting for a signal to officially start dinner.
In the darkness, the white thread-like life energy and gray-white soul air flow on his body were even more conspicuous. The dementors also liked this kind of "feast" that had been prepared, and easily aimed at him, the kind with anger and hunger. The sinister chill eagerly aroused the life energy, clinging to every exposed skin on his body, greedily continuing to search for every trace of positive emotion - coincidentally, Tom was indeed full of the joy of being saved. , his mutated magic power floated around with his pleasure, spread to touch the head of the dementor, then opened his greedy tentacles, and inserted it into the tattered penis without any courtesy. In the cloak.
The dementors paused for a moment, and the sound of a dying man's throat roaring slowly sounded in the darkness, probably as a way of expressing anger. Then they spread out, trying to surround the bold wizard from all directions, but the wizard happened to be surrounded by spiders.
The dementors did not stop there. They floated straight past the huge body of the Acromantula, carrying the plundering heat and the sinister chill of hope that made the spiders angry again - just like Tom's behavior of intuitively extracting life energy. Just as it is not enough to make these ferocious spiders who are not afraid of death retreat, the dark realm of the Dementors will only arouse their ferocity.
"Kill them!" The spiders roared in all directions, spitting out webs and trying to entangle these guys who came to the door. Their poisonous fangs bit them without mercy, and the sharp claws they waved were enough to cut the cloak. Everything is broken.
Tom laughed silently and licked his teeth.
His long-awaited magic threads suddenly started to dance, and they plundered the Dementors and Acromantulas at the same time without being picky. The flexible tentacles carried him to dodge and move, and several thinner and longer tentacles snaked on the ground, constantly picking up the soul polymers dropped by the dementors and stuffing them into his mouth.
Eating too slowly. In the severe pain of the mutation and the energy of life and death, Tom thought, there is no need to eat with the mouth, magic is a part of me, magic is an extension of my will...
His magic tentacles followed his thoughts and grew mouths with fangs. They directly touched the soul fragments and ate them in one bite. The circles of fine teeth grinded the food in a blink of an eye. He digested it in pieces, but the severe pain that doubled in an instant hit his brain violently, causing him to let out a muffled scream - his tentacles were all stuffed into him when he opened his mouth. Several pieces of "food" were given to him.
Human will has its limits. Even though he built a wall of sighs, the excessive pain caused Tom to faint instantly.