Chapter 320: The Swamp's End

Frotog is a civilian, 33 years old, who believes in the of herbs and poison, Sothos, who lives in the civilian area northeast of Crookstown and is unmarried.
He works in the Sothos potion chain store not far away. This is a chain industry started by the followers of Sothos, the of herbs and poisons. It is also the main source of economics for the Sothos church. It is found in many large cities. Common, mainly dealing in tobacco and potion materials.
Flotog had to work overtime every day until the night when the star appeared.
Although his work is related to tobacco, he does not smoke himself, and the wine is only limited to tasting.
He would sleep when Shuoxing was on his head. He would sleep for eight hours a day. He would drink a glass of hot ale before going to bed, and then pray for 20 minutes. He would fall asleep immediately after going to bed. Stay until the next day.
He even said that he was normal in the temple of life temple.
Until today, Frotog remains as usual without any changes.
Alas—except that he was actually mimicked by the swamps.
A lonely person who looks very normal like him, but does not have a deep relationship with anyone, is the favorite bait of the swamp people: mimicry is replaced by a low risk, and it is not easy to be found, even if it is mentally low. Swamp men can do the same.
Frotog the Swampman was kneeling and praying in front of the statue of Sothos.
Bog swamp people are creatures without faith, and can't get the favor of gods through prayer. However, after mimicking humans, not only their appearance, but also their memories and habits will be inherited together.
So even if its prayers are completely useless now, it will still do it according to its original habits.
At this time, there was a ‘咄咄’ knock on the door.
Frotog frowned.
In his memory, the mimic person is an orphan, he has no relatives, and his friends are limited to a few colleagues in the potion chain store. He is not the kind of friend who is close enough to go to each other's home at will. No one should be there. This time is right.
That being said, Frotog could not ignore him in the future.
"who is it?"
He got up to the entrance, and opened the door with some vigilance.
Then he was shocked by the sight of the door.
There are three teenagers with strangely concave postures at the entrance of the gate, two of which are normal, but the one on the right has a strong body. At first glance, it looks like a bear wearing clothes.
At this time, Yinyue rose at the beginning, because of the angle, it gave the illusion that these three people are standing under the moon.
"Excuse me!" The bear-like boy's voice was quite loud: "Master Joe, here you are!"
"Don't be nervous, it's just a little investigation." On the left side of the three is a lean young man who obviously looks like a rural guy as honest and honest, but I don't know why.
"Are you a swamp man? You don't need to answer." The young man with a donkey that didn't know whether it was a torch or a wand, and probably looked like three heads, said cheerfully: "Let's see it for ourselves."
But his words numb Frotog's scalp.
"Oh? It seems that there is no need to confirm ..."
Without waiting for the meaningful words of the boy holding the flame wand, Frotog's muscles in his arms skyrocketed, and he tore the door panel in his hand and smashed at the three of them, and it turned into an arrow off the string,瞅 Escape the gap on the left-hand side and just slam the door!
The bear-like teenager yelled, "Yihun!"
I saw a human figure appearing beside him.
Xingying's two fists burst, and Euler broke the smashed door panel into pieces in a short time, turning it into a sky of wood chips-this is much more difficult than hitting the wooden door.
By this time, the Swampman Flotog had taken the opportunity to walk away.
Some ordered city guards ran out of the alleys on both sides, trying to prevent Frotog from escaping, but they obviously couldn't stop the Swamp people whose basic attributes were a lot higher than ordinary humans.
Frotog was just a collision, and the city guards were hit like a bowling pin.
"Sir, there is an area that has been inspected. If you let it escape, you have to re-examine it." A city guard who did not know where to come out said to the three teenagers.
"Relax, you won't let it escape."
The teenager with a smooth head looked up and saw his armour disintegrate quickly, and clicked into a glittering crossbow.
"[Split Shot]."
Immediately afterwards, the crossbow automatically reloaded, aiming and firing in one go. The whole process was flowing, it took less than a second!
At the moment the sound of the shot sounded, the head and feet of the swamp man who ran out of the distance were directly blasted: this is an attack that even the dragon wings can penetrate, and half an individual is replaced by a single shot. .
The surrounding city guards watched the weapon reassembled into the armour of the young man's hand, and his face showed an enviable look similar to that of the second middle school boy who saw the iron suit in the Iron Man movie for the first time. How handsome is this stuff!
After all, the swamp people are not humans. Even if their heads are gone and their feet are broken, they are still crawling fast on the ground.
Until now, the players did not know where the swamp man was. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com could only destroy the opponent by flashing blood strips or killing them to the slag.
Although at its crawling speed, there is no way to escape to the area that has been inspected and hide again, but there is a ditch not far from the roadside-unlike Lancaster's perfect drainage system, Crooks does not There is no such kind of sewer that can accommodate people, and drainage and flood can only rely on trenches dug by the roadside.
石 These ditches are covered with slate, and an opening is exposed at every section. Because there is no regular cleaning, the inside is a bit like a smelly ditch.
The bog man's body is a pile of something similar to mud, as long as he hides inside, it is difficult to dig it out.
‘It ’s almost ... as long as I can get there ...’
Frotog, who had lost his head, kept climbing to the ditch, and eventually managed to climb inside, curled up in the mud, and hid in one with it.
It's settled in the heart, a proud emotion emerged from the less intelligent head: ‘Do n’t think of it, human, this is my escape route! ’
下一 But the next moment, a puddle of marsh that was deliberately left at the entrance came a picture that it couldn't believe.
I saw the young man holding the fire wand raised his hand and called out a black flame.
The flame quickly condensed into a black dragon with bright red eyes, and a black flame shot directly into the ditch.
The next moment, the ditch on the entire street was immediately filled by the black flames that swept away!
After a short while, the flames faded, let alone the swamp man in the entire ditch, and there was not even one Xiaoqiang left.