Hey, King!

2021-06-17

Chapter 20 Chapter 20 This is acrobatics
Straw tube without leads impossible explodes, slug slimes keep going. Baldur, who was riding on the bear lizard, looked surprised, but it only lasted for a moment. As he moved forward, he muttered that the quality of the miners' union's products was too poor, and then lamented that the mud monster was so lucky that it could digest the straw stalks.

What happened later, the people in front have no way of knowing. Dagon opened the way in front, and every few seconds he would blow a short whistle, which means "the front is normal, hurry up." Under the urging of the whistle, the Jiangu youngsters behind can move more confidently and boldly. With their legs open, the young would-be hunters even felt that they did not command the legs, they decided to follow the whistle and run forward.

Under the gaze of darkvision, the lightless cave must also reveal its belly. Where there are stumbling stones, where there are puddles of unknown depth, these are not difficult for Dagon, and I believe it is not difficult for the companions who follow behind. Judging from the answering whistle, Dagon is widening the distance with the players behind him, and his running and jumping abilities are stimulated in the face of danger, far exceeding his peers.

Also feeling the danger, some creatures who usually hide in the crevices of the rocks also joined the escape team. Dagon doesn't care about those who just run for their own lives; some creatures are basically smashed by the tail of the head axe to Dagon baring fangs and brandishing claws, becoming a puddle of debris on the ground.

It's uphill when you come and easy on the way back, it's the same for everyone. Dagon has never seen a slug slime monster, but listening to the word slime monster, he probably understands that it moves in a wriggling or flowing way, and the speed will be greatly improved on the slope. Now he must go faster, the sooner the better, to make clear the road ahead. If there is an underground wild beast to block, he must also find a way out for everyone.

The headhunter spears forward, and the Dagon is like a charging bison. The first fork was passed, and soon the second fork was reached. He stopped for the first time, the first hunting axe poked the ground, and at the same time took out the lantern and hung it.

The hand holding the flint and the iron piece trembled a little, but the lantern was successfully lit to illuminate the fork in the road. Following the instructions of the leader of Balder, Dagon turned at this fork and stooped into a slightly low hole. After passing through, the tunnel quickly regained its height and width, and the ground became smoother. The faint sound of water flow came from the front, where should be the mouth of the water gorge and the suspension bridge.

The spirit continued to charge, and ran more than 2,000 meters. The sound can travel far in the cave, and the superimposed echoes can often cause misjudgment. The saliva gorge is not saliva, it is completely a fast-flowing river, scouring out a river valley deeper than the previous shack platform.

Viewed from the side of the suspension bridge, sixty or seventy feet down, about the limit of the Jiangu's dark vision ability, the tumultuous underground river roared. The river water is mixed with ice cubes of different sizes, small like fists, big like water tanks, they roll with the waves and rise and fall in the vortex. Judging from the way they move, the river below is not shallow enough to completely submerge the Jiangu people.

"If you fall, you will die." Like other Jiangu people, Dagon was horrified when he saw this kind of river water, and his legs felt weak. Before, the river in the crab cave was relatively gentle, and you could see the bottom of the water, so Dagon would not be so empty. Now he has to bang his legs, specifically to boost his spirits, so that he can walk on the suspension bridge.

The suspension bridge spans a 10-meter-wide canyon and is almost entirely weighted by a stalactite protruding from the top of the cave. Jiangu craftsmen cut a hole in the stalactite, passed a thick metal rod, and pulled the rope of the suspension bridge on the metal rod. The ropes of the bridge are made of vegetable fibers, and maybe hair or something, which looks a little shaky. But in the eyes of the Jiangu clan, except for rock and metal, other things are not very reliable, so it is not surprising.

With the deck made of metal plates under his feet, Dagon officially stepped onto the wobbly suspension bridge. In the first few steps, he complained about how scared he was, and always felt that the rushing river under his feet seemed to rush up and pull him down. His reason told him that these all are to imagine the illusion that he was scaring himself, which was much better.

"Don't look below, let's look up." Dagon raised his head and looked towards the stalactite, which looked much prettier than the river, giving him a solid, powerful, and permanent feeling. Looking slightly away, Dagon was attracted by the sling attached to the metal pole. In the few seconds he watched, the ropes of vegetable fibers shook off a lot of dust and began to tremble.

"It's about to break!" Dagon knew immediately what was about to happen. Being poor, he used many old ropes for training or work, often before they were pulled off. Now that he was halfway there, it would be a waste of time to turn around and go back. Dagon clenched the teeth and charge forward!
When pedaling hard, the rope will snap faster and the Dagon will speed up faster. It's a race of speed, and the winner is decided within a few steps. Dagon didn't even need to look back, he knew the rope was about to break by the sound, so he didn't plan to run to the other side. Taking advantage of the last strength of the suspension bridge, he stepped on and took off, and then swung the first hunting axe forward!
The suspension bridge broke, some of the ropes shattered, others slipped off the metal poles, and there was nothing left. The metal deck tumbled into the river, barely turning over a wave, followed by shattered ropes.

Dagon is not on the list for falling overboard. He discovered the problem of the suspension bridge in time, and didn't waste a bit of time. In addition, the jumping ability surpassed that of ordinary Jiangu people, which allowed him to lay his upper body directly on the opposite bank. At the same time, the headhunter was hooked into the crevice of the rock, and the belt through the long pole made it easier for him to borrow. It only took a few seconds, and at the same time as the sound of falling water from the bridge deck came up, he climbed to the opposite bank.

Arriving here and looking ahead, there is a turn not far away, and you can already see the support structure of the tunnel and the ever-brightening moss lights. "Finally seeing the main road, it is a chance to leave the desolate area..." Dagon rubbed his chest that was aching from the impact, turned around and looked at the suspension bridge sucked in a breath of cold air.

The bridge is completely gone, only the useless wreckage on both sides hangs on the cliff, and the metal rods on the stalactites are still strong. At a distance of about ten meters, the two sides of the strait are completely separated, and the slug mud monster will definitely not be able to get over, but his companions are likely to be trapped on the other side and become the dessert of the mud monster.

"Can I use the bear lizard one by one?"

Dagon also thought of this method, but the bear lizard led by Balder is too thin, its ability is questionable . If you think about the state of Balder hanging upside down the top of the cave, the bear lizard was a little trembling, and it seemed to be reaching its limit. If you add another one, it's not that you can't try, but there is a high probability that something will happen.

Without time to build bridges and no safety in throwing a rope, Dagon seemed to have little to do. He could just keep walking forward, as if he didn't even know the suspension bridge was broken. It depends on whether Balder's bear lizards work hard or not. No one can be responsible for what Dagon does.

Dagon glanced out of the corner of his eye at the passageway out of the cave, then snorted. He lifts the head, looks at the stalactites and the metal poles lying on top of them, thinks about it, and then starts to undress. Throw the backpack aside, then use the axe blade to cut open the straps of the clothes, take off the outer smock, and remove the armor shirt from the top of the head.

Unbuckling the belt, the armor and waist guard made of armor oh la la fell to the ground. Dagon kicked it all aside, feeling relieved. Can it be easy? His only clothes were linen shirts and trousers, no shoes or socks. Now that he was at the lowest load, the only thing he didn't throw down was the first hunting axe.

He finished taking off, and the others ran to the other side of the drawbridge. The sound of the rushing water will make Jiangu clansman stop automatically, and everyone is stupid when they look at it. The wreckage on the edge of the cliff tells of the history of a drawbridge, and the rumbling sound coming closer behind it warns of the slug-mud monster's imminent future.

"Don't worry, wait for me!" Dagon was loudly roared on the other side, and everyone only heard half of it. They saw Dagon run away, but stopped where the passage turned. Then, Dagon slipped his wrist through the belt of the headhunter, turned it over to tighten it, and angrily roar, dashed down the canyon.

"What are you doing? You can't jump!" Doma exclaimed. He grabbed the shoulders and arms of his partner next to him, widened his eyes, and watched Dagon take off on the edge of the opposite bank.

Ten meters is not a distance that Dagon can fly by any means, but his purpose is not to fly over, but to hang up. Dagon stretched his head-hunting axe upwards, hitting the metal rod on the stalactite, and clipping the connection between the blade and the shank to the rod.

He swayed in the air and slid down some distance, but thanks to his arm wrapped around the belt, he didn't fall. When the swinging tendency stopped, he began to climb up the long handle.

Jiangu clansman's observations of stone quality generally will not go wrong, the stalactites and metal rods are still very stable. They welcomed an unexpected guest, and the man climbed up, bent his legs on a metal rod, turned his head down, and turned down again.

Dagon hangs upside down, grasping the head axe in both hands, one arm rewound around the belt. He turned his head hard and shouted to the crowd, "Jump towards me, grab the head axe, and I'll swing you over!"

"I can't do it! It's too difficult!" Think Dagon is crazy. "We're not as good at jumping as you are!"

"You have to try, or the mud monsters will force you to come, and you'll either be eaten or fall into the river, and you're all dead! I'll try my best to catch them Yours!"

Dagon blushed, from excitement on the one hand and from hanging upside down on the other. He knew that the idea he came up with was crazy, but he had no other methods for a while. It's risky, but it's better than leaving everyone behind and running away, right?

He is on the stalactite in the middle, plus the length of his arm and the length of his weapon, the others only need to jump out about three meters to have a chance to catch the first hunting axe. The remaining half way, it depends on how far Dagon can threw people away with the power of swing.

Cow! The sound from behind was getting closer, and Balder rushed over on the bear lizard. He was more embarrassed than before, and there were many more wounds on the bear lizard, mainly burns and acid erosion. "The Slug is catching up," Balder said. "We must..."

"Doma! Jump! Jump first!" Dagon roared.

Thomas clenched the teeth, pushed the crowd away, and rushed out.

Bald stared wide-eyed, full of incredible expressions. He actually saw the dwarves flying.

(end of this chapter)