The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 339 Attack of Flying Ants (Two Updates!)

As time went by, Yi Qiu's temporary teammates gradually woke up.

After a brief stalemate, the mage who claimed to be Del Canocci proposed that everyone have a meal first to get acquainted with each other temporarily.

After all, there is a 7-day challenge time for team dungeons, so there is no rush for such a little time.

Now Yi Qiu suddenly understood the meaning of the necromancer's tavern as a temporary team communication platform - deepening mutual connection at the wine table is actually a more profound culture than people in the material world imagined.

So they found a slightly flat place in the nearby bamboo forest and set up a raging bonfire. The warrior who claimed to be Peter Sargo provided the smoked meat cubes secretly made by their race as a staple food.

After everyone drank some ale, soldier Peter Sargo began his performance.

He flexibly cut off the roasted brown smoked meat with that big sword of the opposite sex, and then said in his thick voice while placing the sliced ​​meat on the plate:

On the Lakpole continent, the smoked meat of our race is definitely admirable enough food.

All it takes is a decent slab of smoked meat to win the favor of an elite...well, elite.

Speaking of which, soldier Peter Sargo paused for a moment, as if thinking that there was another elf in the team, so he continued the topic very bluntly.

But this didn't disturb his interest at all. While waving a big sword and cutting the smoked meat, he looked at the crowd and said:

Believe in my craftsmanship, it will definitely not satisfy you more than my great sword.

Yes, of course, speaking of which our team this time is really versatile...

The wanderer named Dani-Blisa shrugged, then said after taking a look at Yi Qiu calmly.

What about you, mage, do you have any special skills?

The rogue Dani-Blisa looked at the mage Del Canocci who was gracefully cutting meat with his own knife on the other side and said.

In fact, as you can see, I am a well-behaved mage, and you can see many people like me in the mage tower.

If you have to find a special place, I think that as a descendant of a warlock, choosing the path of a mage may be the only special point in me that can be used as a talking point.

The mage Del Canocci held his table knife and opened his hand towards the female wanderer.

It can be seen that he has received an aristocratic education, and may have had a lot of flirtatious years, but the sharpening career that started as an apprentice in the Mage Tower has greatly changed his character.

I hope your spells can be as regular as you said...

The female wanderer sat on the ground a little sluggishly, and kept murmuring in a low voice:

A warrior who cuts meat more easily than slashing monsters, a monk who can maintain balance with five hands, a moderate mage, and an elf ranger who has taken the Oath of Silence...

Oh, is my old lady going to be wiped out again? No, I've been wiped out for 2 months...

The female vagrant's face was full of despair, and she could already foresee that the damn scarlet reminder message representing failure was refreshed on her retina.

I didn't make an oath of silence, but the short-term verbal exchange is just some psychological comfort for the temporary team's operations.

I understand humans and races, and communication is most effective only when facing a crisis.

The elf ranger whose name was not yet known said slowly, her voice was very unique, and it was a little different from the elves Yi Qiu had met in the multiverse trading center and arena before.

Her voice had a dusty smell, as if the whole time was slowly passing by in this quiet and beautiful time.

Then why are you talking now?

The female wanderer looked at her with some displeasure and said.

Because the crisis has come, the bonfire you lit attracted the nearby flying ants.

The elven wanderer raised his head and stared at the sky, expressionless on his fair face.

And at this moment, the sky in the entire bamboo forest suddenly became dark...

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Ah! My old lady's arm!

Tears welled up in the wandering woman's eyes, and her leather armor, which exposed the next door for convenience, hadn't kept her intact from the flying ants.

The stimulation of ant venom on the human body is a more painful experience than the familiar mosquito and bee venom. It not only brings unbearable itching, but also causes muscle swelling and pain.

The mage was paralyzed on the ground, because he had been bitten too much, and the ant poison in his body had completely disrupted his ecological system.

The elf ranger is giving him first aid, otherwise, Yi Qiu and his team will lose one non-combat staff soon.

The rough-skinned and thick-skinned warrior was waiting beside him with a swollen face. Judging from his resentful expression, Yi Qiu thought that he might be studying a dish called smoked flying ants.

Because it was a sudden encounter, and the micro-group unit of flying ants did not have a specific method, it would be quite unsolvable.

Although Yi Qiu used flying sand and rocks to disperse some of them, the continuous and overwhelming flying ants made him choose to retreat temporarily.

Although I am very grateful that you brought me out, so that I did not suffer like them, but can I ask you a question: How did you stay unscathed? You don't have the natural affinity of the rangers?

The female wanderer took out various antidotes and ointments from the item backpack and applied them on her arms, while looking at Yi Qiu sadly and said.

Although the flying ant toxin in this team dungeon does not have high single toxin damage, it needs to accumulate to a certain extent before it can be fatal, but its toxicity is more reflected in its difficulty to get rid of and the extremely strong sense of discomfort.

The female wanderer tried a lot of antidote ointments, but it still didn't have a very obvious effect.

bump……

Yi Qiu tapped himself on the head, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of gold and stone hitting each other.

I see, you are actually a golem, right...

After the female vagrant tried to no avail, she rolled on the ground irritably.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, he suddenly remembered that he still has a strange object with detoxification and healing.

Then he opened the item backpack and rummaged for a while, then he took out the bottle of voodoo that was already filled with an unknown color and said to everyone:

This can expel toxicity below level 4, maybe you can try it, but it's more difficult to drink.

Level 4 toxicity? Enough! This is already the highest level of poison effect that can be seen routinely!

The female vagrant's eyes lit up, and she immediately got up from the ground, but her face immediately collapsed when she saw the healing voodoo liquid in Yi Qiu's hand, which was bubbling with turbid bubbles:

Excuse me, I'll just keep rolling...