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A certain white pupa hanging upside down was torn apart bit by bit, William carefully picked out the spider silk, revealing the face of the entangled creature (wow, a bald head!)

It was a human in tattered leather armor, to be precise, it should be a skinny human male corpse. His face was shrivelled and unrecognizable; his jaw was crooked, the teeth in his mouth were yellow and jagged, and the right molar was mostly missing, as if he had suffered a severe blow. The corpse's eyes were round and round, and the turbid pupils looked at the crowd, and a trace of fear was frozen in the eyes of the godless.

"My God, there's actually a human corpse inside!" Weimar subconsciously exclaimed.

"The corpse, isn't it obvious, there's nothing to make a fuss about." Barrett quipped, "What do you think there could be in it? A naked beauty?"

"But he's not a Direclaws corpse, nor a caveman's corpse, he's a human corpse." The fake sergeant defended, "Our kind."

"Maybe." Barrett shrugged. "It doesn't make a difference to me."

"You said, will he suddenly come back to life?" Blake, the bow bearer who finally stopped staring at the black panther statue, suddenly said such a sentence.

As soon as his words fell, everyone except Barrett subconsciously took a few steps back. Immediately afterwards, as if to confirm Black's words, the head of the skinny male corpse hanging upside down actually moved.

"Damn it, he really moved!!" William suppressed his voice and exclaimed. Several members of the 'Good Helper' adventure team all got into the corridor in a panic.

Barrett turned to look at these strange young people, he frowned and asked in confusion, "As adventurers, you are actually afraid of corpses? Haven't you ever learned that 'corpses' and 'corpses' Are the two words "treasure box" actually synonymous?"

"However, it's not just a corpse, it's more likely an undead!" William showed a head from the corridor and said timidly, "Moreover, the chest cough will not suddenly bite people like the undead."

"That's not necessarily true," Barrett said casually. "Trust me, treasure chests are sometimes more dangerous than moving corpses!"

The barbarian stepped towards the human corpse that moved inexplicably. He bent down slightly, held the glowing stone in front of the corpse, and looked at it face to face.

"Hey, be careful, Barrett of Nord!" Weimar squeezed out from under William and waved his hand at the barbarian anxiously, "Didn't you see? He really moved just now, really! Wake up, you haven't fully struggled out of the chrysalis, let's go!"

These young people seem to be particularly afraid of the undead.

"Even if it's a real undead, there's nothing to be afraid of." Isn't Deathstroke Town, which is full of undead, letting me enter and leave at will, "Actually, there is a very simple way to deal with the undead, which is..." Barbarian A dagger suddenly appeared in his left hand. He quickly drove the dagger from the bottom to the top, driving the dagger deep into the corpse's forehead. "That is, attacking their heads and quenching the fire of the soul in their skulls." Barbarians are good teachers. said.

However, the corpse of the male with a dagger nailed straight to his forehead suddenly shook his head in such a way that he didn't die, causing a few young people to huddle in the corridor and gasp in fright.

"This corpse may not be an undead..." Barrett looked at the corpse intently, as if he had found something abnormal from above.

This is not a dark realm, and it is impossible to have a strong enough negative energy. At least their group did not feel uncomfortable, and the little ghost did not come out of the jewelry, so even if this corpse is really an undead, it cannot be so fast. Reborn again. It wobbles for other reasons.

"Let's get out of here, hurry!" Weimar greeted Barrett, "Then let the caveman patriarch seal this, and then go to another way to complete the task!"

"Don't worry, it's just a small spider." Barrett just finished speaking, and a small spider with gray skin and green fluff slowly crawled out of the mouth of the male corpse.

The little guy tentatively exposed half of his body from the slanted mouth, and looked around with his eight big and small eyes on his head.

When it noticed the luminous stone in Barrett's hand, its eight pure black eyes narrowed slightly, and then its two front legs were raised high, and the chelicerae of its head kept rubbing against each other, making a subtle "swoosh" ', as if trying to express dissatisfaction.

"Is it caused by spiders? It's okay." Weimar sighed, squeezed out of the corridor, and came to Barrett, "As long as it's not an undead, I'll tell you, we are all afraid. Undead, and especially afraid."

"But the reasons we are afraid are not the same." William also came to the little spider.

"Yes." Weimar nodded, "I was simply afraid of all things that would move after death, and William was used by his grandmother when he was a child called 'the dead will knock on the door'. The weird fairy tales have been frightened."

"Haven't you heard that story?" William told in imitation of the old woman's voice, "In the dark night, the knock on the door kept coming, and Old Vic walked down slowly with a candle and creaking. He walked up the stairs, came to the painted door, and asked loudly, 'Who, what's the matter so late?'. 'Sorry, I can't find my way home, can you let me spend the night?' A female voice suddenly sounded outside the door. Old Vic was a little dissatisfied with the man who woke him up in the middle of the night, 'No, go to a hotel, there are some around here!' he shouted. 'Thank you for letting me stay, You're such a good person.' said the female voice happily. 'No way! Are you a goblin who doesn't understand Common?' Old Vic was pissed.' Then I'll come in.' The female voice murmured. No!' Old Vic felt a little weird about this woman talking to herself. The next moment, this woman's voice appeared directly in the room..."

"Why did the spider crawl into the inside of the corpse? Then it was sealed in the chrysalis?" Weimar asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Why is this happening? "

"Hey, I'm not done yet!" William complained.

"Now is not the time to tell stories!"

William pouted and said nothing.

"Maybe, those spiders may have laid their eggs inside the corpse." Black said softly, holding the bow handle diagonally across his chest.

"But moss rock spiders don't have this habit. They will lay their eggs in egg sacs and then hang them on the wall." The goblin said, "If the eggs are laid inside the corpse..."

"Then it's probably more than one." Barrett straightened up, his expression a little serious, "all back!" he ordered.

The little spider that appeared first, crawled completely out of the corpse's mouth, was about the size of a lemon, and more like it when curled up. Immediately after, the second, third, and fourth 'lemon spiders' crawled out from the inside, and then, the little spiders began to swarm out like a tide, like a person who drank too much and was thrown upside down. The alcoholic is constantly pouring out bile.

Many spiders crowded and fell on the cobwebs on the ground, and then turned over and crawled towards the walls on both sides, and a few crawled towards Barrit and others.

William stomped to death a spider that wanted to jump on his feet, and green juice overflowed on the soles of his feet, "Damn, it's disgusting!" He raised his feet and said depressedly.

"Wait..." Barrett motioned everyone to be quiet, "Did you hear anything?"

"The sound of spiders?" Weimar asked. "These little spiders are crawling together, and the sound of their screams makes my scalp tingle."

"No, it's not." Barrett pulled out the 'Touch of Tyranny' and looked at the darkness in the distance with a serious look, "Prepare to fight, some big guys are coming."

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