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MTL - Dawn of the Grey Tower-Chapter 72 small thing
In a city located on a big river, the dark area at the bottom is unexpectedly similar to the spider-thread-filled treetops in front of you. They were dark, for one thing, with the upper floors of Riverrun blocking out the light of those below, and the lush foliage of the tree canopies woven into opaque domes.
Secondly, their tastes are similar, and they are obviously located in places with the most intense air circulation, but because of the overly tight covering, the gas is trapped, making people's breathing quite difficult.
Finally, their structures are also highly similar. If you fall from the dark area of the torrent, you will disappear without a trace in the deep water of the torrent that no one can rescue. Enough to tear anyone to pieces. They really look alike don't they? This is simply the city of running river built by spiders, or the people of running river built spider webs under their own city.
A similar environment is good for someone who has lived in one of them, and Yoni wrinkled his nose with a relaxed look on his face. He is familiar with this place, although he has never been here. Of course, the apprentice did not forget that this is not a human city. He used his eyes with excellent night vision to carefully distinguish the difference between the suspension bridge made of cobwebs and the real intersecting branches, and slowly and carefully chose the path he was going forward. the way.
Most of the spider silk here is actually different from the rotting, rope-like spider silk he saw before. Their single strands are thinner, more like gauze than rope, and they are evenly spread on the branches and leaves Between them, the unsupported middle part is pulled downward by the force of gravity, showing a downward concave bucket shape. If the scene here can be turned upside down, I believe it can become an amazing roof structure.
Walking on the edges of these dimples, on the branches supporting the spider webs, Yoni's steps were very light. He had to move lightly like this, because the branch here was covered with a thin layer of spider silk, if he put all his weight on it carelessly, it would be very difficult to lift the soles of his feet.
And even though he has concentrated his weight on the soles of his feet, every time he lifts up, he will inevitably pull out an obvious hole in the ground. If there is a tracker, he can easily find his trace along these holes .
Fortunately, the solid surface of the branch makes it difficult for the spider silk attached to it to vibrate. The same is true for normal-sized spider webs. The tremors that spiders can clearly feel come from the center of the web. The closer to the border, the impact caused Feedback is smaller. But Youni also knew that he made such a judgment too early, perhaps his traces had already been detected by the weaving here, and maybe a large number of hungry eight-legged creatures were rushing towards him.
The top of the head is also a spider web, and the structure of the canopy is an excellent place for three-dimensional webbing, which means that even if he turns into a bird immediately, he will definitely not be able to escape from the heavy pressure on the top of his head. To leave here, the fastest way is to go down, but what you have to face down, the big hand called gravity, is far more difficult to escape than a spider web.
The soles of the feet are getting stickier. Every time you move, some spider webs will stay on the soles of Uni's feet. When you touch the next time, some will fall off, but more will stick to it. It's like touching something after applying glue to your hands. Do not stick anything. The direct response to this situation is that Yoni, who is walking on the branch, has to raise the soles of his feet more slowly, using greater strength and greater patience to resist adverse conditions.
It is said that the spiders will not be stuck by their own silk threads, and their feet have special structures to prevent themselves from falling into the same fate as their prey. Youni began to regret that he hadn't studied this part of the illustrated book carefully. Compared with insects, he focused more on beasts and birds. This is normal. There is a limit to the transformation technique. To become a fly is not a transformation but an avatar.
Physical reactions can easily affect the mind in reverse. When the road under your feet becomes difficult to walk, the originally relaxed mood also becomes irritable. This feeling is very bad. Youni doesn't know how far and how deep he has to go to find the spider thread that the teacher needs. Look at the back, the way from the front has turned into a **** mouth like the front, and there is no way out.
The light above the head is becoming more and more difficult to detect. I don't know if it's because the night outside is approaching, or because the spider silk is too dense so that no light can enter. Youni suddenly thought that if Cheese gave himself the alchemy dice, maybe it wouldn't be so painful. The ability of that magical creation is enough to transform the spider silk into other things, so that the road can be opened easily and simply.
Why didn't I think of it at the time? Ask the teacher, he will not refuse, because it is obviously more efficient.
Anxiety, self-pity, these small emotions are not as obvious as fear, they are the poisonous fire born in the heart, quietly flowing to the whole body with the blood, making it difficult for people to think of more possibilities.
Youni's footsteps became heavier and heavier, his expression became ferocious, his hands were tense, and his body was no longer as elegant and relaxed as before. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. Without thinking about it, Yoni hit his neck with his backhand, and with a snap, he realized that the coolness was not the wind, but some kind of small creature.
A bad premonition emerged immediately, the apprentice suppressed the discomfort, slightly bent his fingers, grabbed all the things around his neck, and held them in front of his eyes. Should it be expected? It was a slapped spider. This spider's body is small, shaped like a grain of rice, but its whole body is pale, and even the liquid it oozes is white, which is particularly dazzling in the dark.
The legs of this little spider are very long, disproportionately long, ten times as long as its body. Yoni looked at the wreckage in his hand, and instinctively wanted to throw it away, but the teacher's voice seemed to be heard in his ear, that voice told him that he must know his opponent, especially in such a situation, if this little Small killings will bring him death, and the corpse in his hand is the final revelation. Life and death are often separated by a thin line, and the key to survival is always hidden in the gap between life and death.
So Yoni stopped and began to examine the spider carefully. His slap shattered the spider's abdomen, leaving the head relatively intact. Judging from the structure of the head, this is an immature larva, probably just born.
Yoni glanced up and saw no other larvae or eggs. It seemed that the place where it hatched was not the top of his head.
It was difficult for an apprentice with relatively shallow knowledge to find any other clues, but he didn't want to give up, so he simply gritted his teeth, raised his hand and ate the small thing in his hand.