Dawn of the Grey Tower

After all, the long distance will not be too far, and the surrounding creatures gradually quiet down. They carefully kept a certain distance, separating them from the area in front of them, as if there was some invisible line there, stepping over it would lead to an abyss.

Youni didn't know what was going on, it wasn't that there was really a forbidden area ahead that swallowed all intruders, the reaction of the residents on the tree was more likely out of awe of the predators living in that area.

There will be no hares around the lion's den, and it is difficult to see other animals around the wolf's den. This is true for these predators who often move, not to mention spiders, which rely on webs to entangle themselves in one place for a long time without migrating. The longer the owner of the spider web lives, the less it will be known, so there will be fewer creatures close to the spider web. From this point of view, the spider web may have been abandoned long ago.

Creatures that make webs will regularly abandon their own creations. The reason may be, as mentioned earlier, that hidden traps have become an open secret, and at the same time, setting traps too ostentatiously will also attract the attention of natural enemies.

While the world does have large spiders that prey on birds, most web-building eight-legged insects fear the feathered reaper that falls from the sky. After all, there is an essential difference in the size of the two. When the spider grows large enough, the position between the predator and the prey is not so absolute.

I just glanced at it from a distance before, and saw the huge spider web that was enough to cover the rainstorm. I am afraid that the web builders living in it should not be too small. This is not a bad thing, optimistically speaking, big things are always easy to ignore small things.

Thinking of this, the apprentice pushed away enough leaves in front of him to cover his whole body, then tripped over something under his feet, and fell forward. Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough, and he stretched out his hands in time, holding down the branches left and right to restrain the rolling tendency.

Youni took two deep breaths, three steps away from his feet was the deadly ground at a height, and anyone would cherish such a scene for a long time. Tens of seconds later, he stood up with some weakness in his hands and feet, and turned his head to see what it was that tripped him.

Then he saw a spider silk about the thickness of a fist resting on the surface of the branch, whether it was intentional or fell off over time. The only good news is that the color of the spider silk has turned yellow, and there are mildew spots on the surface, showing the unique broken fetus when silk products rot.

This shows that the thing in front of me has now lost contact with the real spider web. Although the movement made just now is not small, there is no need to worry about a big spider coming over.

The apprentice stared at the yellowed spider silk for a few seconds, then tried to touch it out of curiosity. The touch is not easy to describe, it may be because of the heavy rain, the spider silk is full of stagnant water that has not evaporated, and a little yellow-black liquid will flow out after a slight touch, reminiscent of pus. Seeing such a situation, Youni gave up studying its composition and structure, and turned to look from both sides, trying to find out where this silk thread came from and where it was going.

The result was disappointing. Only one side of the spider silk remained relatively intact, and the other end was broken, leaving a bloated hem that could barely maintain the state in front of it, and the intact side no longer had any The tight, slack hangs down into the darkness below. Such spider silk obviously cannot be used as a fishing net, and it does not meet the requirements.

"At least this shows that they don't come here often. It is said in the book that spiders will try to reclaim their webs as much as possible before evacuating, but I don't know if this one is worth reclaiming." Yuni whispered to himself, and at the same time reminded himself not to recycle. Stumbled upon something similar.

In fact, he was not to blame for this. The leaves of the giant tree were too big, and they inadvertently formed many blocks. The originally thick spider silk was hidden in it, so it might not be so easy to find.

With experience at this time, Youni observed for a while, and suddenly found that there were actually some spider silks in a similar condition around him, but because of the water soaking and discoloration, he had mistaken those things for vines of climbing plants before. But seeing the abandoned spider web here means that the overall scope of this spider web is shrinking? Or is it migrating in a certain direction?

It would be better if it is the latter, the spiders will be in the newly opened area, and will not be too concerned about the old area, as long as you move carefully and quickly, the spider silk needed for the fishing net is completely insignificant for this big net what.

Youni nodded, confirmed the next branch to land on, and then jumped forward, his two feet fell on the branch one after another, horizontally and vertically, without any movement.

The eyes, circling around in their sockets a few times, did not catch anything moving or suspicious. A large jump is the easiest moment to expose oneself, and no one needs to teach it. Most of the canopy residents that Youni discovered just now saw it this way.

Bend over, sneak. Although he didn't know how much such caution would do to the threats that might exist here, he now had only this plan to adopt.

Walking forward, more and more spider silks of different colors appeared between the green leaves. Their distribution is not dense, at best, they are closer to the extraordinarily lush plants that grow in a certain range. Those different colors are also due to the grotesque scene produced by various different molds and even mushrooms fermenting in it.

For some reason, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Youni suddenly felt that he was not marching towards the lair of scary spiders, but was visiting an ancient ruin that had long since perished, witnessing that the once magnificent building was turned into a ghost under the wind and sand. Unrecognizable blocks of stone pier and wooden piles, like the remains of dead creatures.

"Perhaps the things that live here have disappeared. Like the Gaka group, if they are all guardians, their fate will be similar, right?" The habit of talking to himself is not all due to imitation of the teacher , but also to cheer myself up in this quiet and scary environment.

Inspired by this courage, the apprentice passed through the rotting spider threads more and more calmly, and passed through the denser and denser leaves. The proportion of spider threads in his vision gradually increased, and the branches hung like a suspension bridge common pathway.

Finally, when a white film appeared under the branches, Yoni confirmed that he had really returned to the previous area, and this was the real edge of the spider web.

"Woo..."

The wind passed through the spider webs, carrying an inexplicable smell. After thinking for a while, Youni realized that it was the smell caused by the insufficient circulation of the air in a closed environment. There is this kind of smell in the rushing interlayer smell.