Campfire Shelter

Eighteen huge blue and black slaps covered the sky, almost sealing off all corners, bringing an airtight and terrifying pressure.

On each of these slaps, there is a huge toothless mouth like an abyss.

"Damn! How could you come across such a damned thing as soon as you come out!"

The Devil Earl couldn't help recalling the fear of being dominated by "hunger" deep in his memory.

Originally, he thought that the person who deceived the bloodthirsty demon was an ordinary human being, at most a lower-level employee without high-level authority. This was indeed the case in the observation.

But I didn't expect that the lower-level employees are indeed lower-level employees, but the question is, why the hell is there a "0" level containment on this lower-level employee?

Still one of the most notorious of the "0" class

Cursing secretly, he glanced at the guys behind him bitterly, wishing he could kill them first.

However, he couldn't think about these things at the moment. In the Demon Earl's heart, the memories from his "ancestors" revived, making him seem to feel something. A terrifying black mist erupted from his body, shaking away some invisible restraints around him.

"It was such a close call. I was almost charged to death."

The Demon Count rejoiced. The blood and tears of countless "ancestors" flashed through his mind. He recalled their experience in dealing with this damn creature. He knew that if he reacted a little slower just now and the surrounding space was frozen, there was a high chance that he would be killed.

Then, he swung his axe, trying to split the space and achieve teleportation, but unfortunately, the wrapped "stomach" was so strong that it was impossible to break it open.

Taking a deep breath, he watched the overwhelming attacks with eyes like a melting pot, and quickly thought about the way to deal with the enemy.

"Fortunately, the level of control seems not to be high yet. The traits such as ignoring space, swallowing rules, and not being able to look directly or know are not yet developed. Otherwise, there is really no chance to fight."

After quickly searching his memory, he suddenly looked at a red figure under a mountain-like shadow. The figure was covered in red hair and had an unknown radiance, as if it were the carrier of "hunger".

If only he could be beheaded.

The Demon Earl stretched out his giant hand from a considerable distance, intending to launch some kind of curse-type attack.

However, he had just launched his attack, and one hand suddenly blocked it, crossing in front of both sides.

Normally, once he locks the target, "Curse Kill" cannot be blocked by this simple method.

But something incomprehensible happened just like that

As the mouth on the big blue and black hand sucked, his attack sank like an ocean.

"A real monster."

The Demon Earl took a deep breath. His fighting instinct made him realize that sneak attack on its body was highly likely to be impossible. He immediately gave up the corresponding action and found a relatively illusory, mouthless big hand to launch a surprise attack.

With the current situation, it is impossible for the opponent to have the same strength in every hand.

And the few "containers" beside him didn't dare to hesitate when they saw this, and followed each other directly.

Facing their full-strength attack, the weaker hand was broken.

However, one of the "containers" moved a little slower and failed to escape the encirclement. In panic, he threw out a terrifying air blade composed of concentrated energy. There were a large number of torpedo bombs hidden in the air blade.

However, what he didn't expect was that the air blade hit the opponent's hand, and before it exploded, it was swallowed by its mouth.

The giant hand was getting closer and closer to him.

Seeing this, he quickly released a large number of spores and tried to order other infected people to come over and block the knife.

But at this moment, his body froze, and his entire body quickly lost activity.

More than a dozen giant hands grabbed him, tearing him into pieces and devouring him like a dried squid.

"You!" The remaining two "containers" looked at the big demon in surprise.

They all saw just now that the other party reached out to grab their companion, and they didn't know what happened. As a result, the companion was seriously injured and half dead, and then he was easily killed by the enemy.

"He can't run away anymore. Instead of letting him drag a lot of nutrients and swallow the divinity given to the monster as a snack, it's better for me to give him a step forward."

The Demon Earl said coldly.

A "container" was silent for a moment, looked at the huge demon in front of him, which was more than ten meters tall, and said: "Then what should we do now? How can we defeat that thing? We summon you, but we ask you to defeat the opponent!"

'defeat? Come on, come on, I will give you the name of the Demon Earl, you come and fight. ’

The Demon Count almost laughed at his words. If the other party could really defeat "0-9 'Hungry'", what kind of Count would he be? I’ve already run for the Devil’s Grand Duke or Prince!

The current reality is that after searching the memories of his ancestors, he got a desperate message.

Under the current conditions, "0-9 'Hungry'" cannot be defeated.

Although in fact, his strength or various values ​​at the moment are actually slightly higher than the opponent.

But in the face of "hunger", it doesn't mean much if it's not much higher.

During the battle, the opponent can continuously absorb their attacks, and then become stronger and stronger as they fight, and in the process, they themselves will be gradually digested.

That is, if you slash him with a knife, he can swallow the power of your knife, and then every attack from the next blow will be the combination of your attack + his attack, which is quite an alternative and more advanced rebound.

If you want to defeat the opponent, you must have some special rule-based means.

"Don't think about it, it is impossible to defeat, especially now we are still fighting in the opponent's belly."

"Then what should we do? Is it possible to wait for death?" a "vessel" said.

And at this time, the weird laughter came again, and the terrifying creature came again after eating one of their companions.

"Hahaha, everyone must die, none of you can escape, let me eat it, it is your honor! It is also your only choice!"

Colin's smile was slightly distorted, and he stretched his hands forward, and stretched out his big hands again. This time, after devouring another lamb, the recovery level had reached 2.1%.

The weird blue-black smog is more and more in the stomach space like his gastric juice

Many small shrimps who are not strong enough have been completely digested without taking action.

And he wasn't in a hurry to eat those big fat sheep running around, but was just playing around, enjoying the fun of fishing in troubled waters.

“Happy little fresh food, happy little roasted catfish”

Colin hummed a ditty while launching an attack, and the look in his eyes became more and more crazy.

In his eyes, those monsters covered with distorted tentacles have turned into seafood feasts, and they can be stuffed into their mouths if caught

In the front, the Earl of the Devil struggled to parry and escaped several times under the big hands. Taking advantage of the gap between the attacks, he quickly said:

"We can't deal with it, but it doesn't mean no one can deal with it!"

"who?"

"'Bonfire Camp'!"