Chapter 1185: Medea (Ⅱ)

Joan inadvertently heard Medea's self-talk and couldn't help moving.
Coincidentally, he was also very interested in the topic of "Petrochemical". Not long ago, he had the idea of ​​inventing a spell specifically for the protection of petrochemicals. Unfortunately, it was too difficult and was forced to shelve.
Now that Medea has revealed his plans to study petrochemicals, Joan feels a sense of like-mindedness.
"Medea, have you studied many supernatural creatures with petrochemical capabilities?"
"Not much, so far I have only studied myself." Medea replied casually.
"Uh, are you... kidding?"
"Of course it is not a joke!" Medea's lips twitched a smile of Hui Fu, seeming to be making a prank.
"I don't quite understand what you mean..." Joan looked at her suspiciously, vaguely anticipating that something was about to happen, and could not help tightening her heart.
"Look at this and you will understand."
Medea seemed to laugh, suddenly pulled off the headscarf, and her tightly wrapped hair was completely exposed. It was countless slender white snakes, all dancing wildly in front of Joan, like a nightmare picture!
After a moment of shock, Joan instinctively closed his eyes.
"Don't worry, I can control my petrochemical capabilities and will not turn you into stone."
Medea smiled and comforted Joan, and then put the headscarf back on again, hiding his snake hair.
Hailar, Audrey, and Holden also saw the true face of Medea that had just been revealed, and they were also surprised when they doubted her identity.
"Sister Medea, your hair..."
Hailar stared at Medea nervously, while keeping a distance from her, lest she would be bitten by the strange white snakes.
"Are you the legendary snake-haired banshee?"
"Yes, some people call our race Medusa, did you scare you just now?"
"It was indeed taken aback by your hair, but now it's okay. I don't think you are a banshee, but just look different from us humans." Hailar said pretendingly.
"Are you really not afraid?" Medea approached the female swordsman with a smile, "Then I take off my headscarf?"
Hailar's face paled slightly, but he also pretended to be indifferent.
"What's so scary! As long as you don't let those little snakes bite me, I want to touch them!"
When Joan heard the laughter of Hailar and Medea, the two seemed to be having a good time and couldn't help opening their eyes. They realized that Medea had not shown hostility towards themselves and could not help feeling ashamed of their excessive reaction just now.
The snake-haired banshee "Medusa" is probably one of the most well-known monsters.
The genealogy of the Snake-haired Banshee has a long history. Among the myths circulated in ancient times to this day, there are often such banshees that can turn the other party into a stone statue as long as they make a short eye contact with people, and they always act as evil villains. , Acting as a stepping stone for heroes to create great achievements
In the "Humanoid Monsters" sub-volume of the "Vares Monster Illustration", there are also related items of "Snake Hair Banshee", which have vivid descriptions of their habitat and petrochemical capabilities.
The book also emphasizes that the snake-haired banshees are mostly evil and cruel, and are keen to turn their prey into statues with different postures and display them in the nest as decorations.
Affected by these legends and books, Joan will inevitably have a bad impression on the snake-haired banshee, so Medea just showed the moment of the snake-hair, he closed his eyes without thinking, and he was even ready to cast spells.
However, after calming down, Joan gradually realized that Medea did not seem to be as evil as the legendary "Medusa", put on a headscarf, and could not see that she was actually a snake-haired banshee.
It is difficult to say that this is because of the prejudice in the human description of the snake-haired banshee, or the friendly attitude of Medea towards human beings is only a special case, and it does not represent the character of most snake-haired banshees.
Joanne's mood is very contradictory.
Intuitively he tends to trust Medea, but reason constantly reminds him that it is better not to approach the snake-haired banshee, in case the other party's temperament suddenly changes, and the murderous opportunity, he and his companion may be under her gaze Turned into a stone statue.
What's more terrible is that Joan currently has no reliable way to prevent the "petrochemical gaze" of the snake-haired banshee in advance. As for "breaking the enchantment", it can only remove petrochemicals but has no preventive function-if it is a trick, I'm afraid that it's too late to save the spell.
This feeling is like holding a bomb in my arms. Although it hasn't exploded yet, and it is likely to never explode, it's still hard to rest in peace.
Medea didn't seem to be aware of Joan's complex emotions, still talking and laughing with Hailar, leading the way for four human friends from the surface world, leading the people across the swamp to the dwarf prospecting team's station.
Before long, Holden took the initiative to chat with Medea and asked her many strange questions, such as how to control the little snakes on the head, will they be bitten by the snake, and the small ones on her head The snake needs no food or the like.
Although these questions are more or less related to privacy, Medea shows no signs of anger and tries to answer them to satisfy the curiosity of the poet.
Joanne also noticed that although Audrey appeared calm and occasionally chatted with Medea, she always intentionally or unintentionally avoided direct contact with the other party's line of sight, and seemed to be on guard.
A group of people thought about each other and walked out for about two hours. The terrain in front was gradually dry, and the transition from the edge of the swamp to the dark and deep karst cave landform.
The electric whip monster Joan used to explore the way is limited by physiological structure, and his internal respiratory system is not fully developed. Amphibians like tree frogs cannot survive in a dry environment for a long time.
Through "synesthesia", Joan felt that the monster's moist skin had dried up and could no longer absorb the outside air through the skin's mucous membranes. He had to gasp for breath, but it was still unsustainable and seemed very painful.
"Mr. Vader, your whip blame servant can't stay away from the wetland, so it will soon suffocate and die. Anyway, I will guide you and don't need it to lead the way, you should let it go."
Medea looked sympathetically at the electric whip monster.
After accepting the suggestion of the Serpent Warlock, Joan waved towards the Electric Whip Monster, and ordered it to return to the abyss and return to the mud, letting itself die.
The electric whip monster quickly ran away like Meng Amnesty.
"Let's go."
Medea smiled at Qiao Anyan.
The gentle and touching expression reminded Joan of a girl who was far away from her hometown of Alfheim Leiden City. She had also used a hijab to cover her monster white hair.
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