Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 419 Spider Sea

Zhao Ting's experience told him that the rustling sound coming suddenly from the direction of the bamboo sea was abnormal. Even the sound of wind blowing through bamboo leaves would definitely not be this kind of sound.

On the contrary, some of the bad memories in Zhao Ting's memory were accompanied by similar rustling sounds.

It's a beast tide!
This kind of rustling sound from far to near will only be heard in the bamboo sea when a tide of beasts appears.

As for why the checkpoint set up under the bamboo sea did not sound the alarm, Zhao Ting did not even think about it, because there could only be one reason for this situation: he was dead and there was no time to sound the alarm.

dong dong dong.
The dull drumbeats rumbled like thunder at Huimu Pass. In just a few breaths, the originally solemn pass immediately turned into a meat grinder with sharp teeth.

The sound of orderly footsteps, the clash of armor, the shouts of the drill team, and the bumping of heavy objects being moved quickly pushed the atmosphere to a tense state.

Yang Qian did not participate in the command. He stood silently behind the highest parapet of the pass and looked down at the bamboo sea through the battlements. In the bamboo forest, he could already see a slight vibration like waves coming from afar, and the rustling sound in his ears was getting louder and louder.

Yang Qian probed with his divine sense and soon discovered what the so-called beast tide was.

Spiders, spiders densely packed all over the mountains!

There were fist-sized, finger-sized, washbasin-sized, and in all kinds of colors, even colorful ones, too numerous to count. From the ground covered with bamboo leaves, they surged in waves as fast as a carpet, rustling.

"Zhao Ting, all those coming are spiders. It's better to prepare more fire-related things." Yang Qian sent a message to Zhao Ting who was busy directing the defense below.

Zhao Ting was slightly shocked, raised his head and bowed to Yang Qian, then immediately sat down and adjusted loudly. Barrels of kerosene were urgently called up, and feather arrows were replaced with rockets.
But even so, Zhao Ting was still annoyed. Because the most annoying and dangerous of all the beast tides were the ones dominated by insects. They were too small, too many, and most of them were poisonous. They were impossible to guard against, and every time this kind of beast tide caused the most casualties.

The only good news is that Yang Qian is at the pass this time. With such a great monk in charge, Zhao Ting feels much more confident.

Time was running out. In just one meal's time, the first batch of spiders rushed out from the bamboo forest and jumped into the bamboo path, like pool water entering a ditch, rushing towards the pass.

Boom, boom, boom, boom. The slow and fast drum beats made everyone at the pass understand that the battle was about to begin. Especially the gunners who had poured kerosene and ignited the rattan balls at the back held the ropes tightly in their hands. At the first command, they would be the ones to launch the first wave of attacks.

"put!"

As the red flag on the platform was raised and lowered, the operators of more than 30 machine guns at the back pulled the machine ropes violently, and the vine balls that had been lit and prepared long ago were thrown out.

Each rattan ball weighs thirty kilograms and is the size of a man's arms. It is woven with rattan on the outside and filled with a special flammable filling on the inside. It will explode when it hits the ground, splashing a fire area of ​​five or six feet in radius.

Taking into account the high altitude advantage of the pass, the cannon can throw the vine ball two to three hundred feet away.

Looking at the burning rattan balls whizzing past his head, Yang Qian could see the spiders on the bamboo path ahead. He also wanted to see how much damage these ordinary fires would do to the spiders below. But he had no intention of taking action for the time being. Because these spiders reminded him of an incident he had encountered in the morgue of the charity hall before. At that time, countless spiders came out and clung to each other to form a human shape, claiming to be from the Wanli Bamboo Sea Chansilk Cave, and asked Yang Qian to offer his soul to be implicated and then join the gang, but was eventually killed by Yang Qian.

Now seeing so many spiders again, and happening to be by the Wanli Bamboo Sea, Yang Qian would naturally wonder if it had something to do with the Silk-Channeling Cave again?

Don't rush to act, wait and see, maybe there will be some other changes today.

boom!
The rattan ball fell to the ground and exploded, instantly igniting the flammable materials inside, turning the area several feet in radius into a sea of ​​fire. And those spiders were in big trouble.

Especially for spiders that are small and not very brightly colored, even ordinary fire can kill them instantly. They will be burned into a black ball with a squeak and finally turned into ashes.

But for spiders that are large, the size of a basin, or have bright colors, the rattan ball can't even touch them, let alone burn them to death. They can always jump away before the rattan ball falls, and their speed is extremely fast. This also shows intelligence, at least they know how to distinguish danger and avoid it before other spiders.

"There are monsters in here!"

Yang Qian's divine sense carefully detected that among the spiders surging in the bamboo path, in addition to ordinary poisonous spiders, there were also many monster-level spiders.

Yang Qian didn't even need to watch anymore. Once these monster-level spiders reached the pass, they would definitely start a brutal massacre. Spears, shields, and armor were meaningless to monster-level spiders. They couldn't be killed because they couldn't even be touched. With eight legs and being insects with small bodies, they were born with advantages that humans couldn't match.

But if a soldier was bitten by them, he would die in a short time.

Yang Qian, who was still thinking about holding back, realized that he couldn't hold back any longer. After all, if he really held back, regardless of whether the demon cultivators from the Silk-Channel Cave showed up, the soldiers in the Gray Wood Pass would surely suffer heavy casualties.

The only magical means Yang Qian could use was still Thunder and Rain. This was the only large-scale magical attack method he had that could deal with the current situation.

However, Lei Yuluo at this time was much stronger than when Yang Qian swept Shuangqing Mansion. The hundreds of thousands of experience points from the fragments of the Beixuan Book were no joke. All the gains were the most basic cognition in the sea of ​​consciousness, which stimulated the potential of all Yang Qian's methods from the bottom logic.

When exerted at full strength, even Yang Qian's relatively weaker spells were about 40% more powerful than before. Moreover, Yang Qian could now control many spells at a level that went beyond the subtle description of the spells.

For example, the thunderstorm that Yang Qian set up was different from the previous ones. It was no longer a uniform shower of lightning as thick as a child's arm or even a calf, but it became more dense.

Lightning bolts as thick as a little finger or even as thick as chopsticks struck down, so dense that they looked like dense rain curtains.

Under the thunder's bombardment, the first batch of spiders approaching the pass began to be quickly cleared away, just like a fire burning through willow catkins, with a continuous and clean whirring sound.

However, even though the thunder pushed the spider tide back into the bamboo sea, there were too many spiders. After the first thunderstorm, the creepy rustling sound was heard again, and soon another large group of spiders rushed out of the bamboo sea. In a cup of tea, the bamboo path in front of Huimu Pass was filled up again.
(End of this chapter)