C442 Monstrous Beast Deceit
The fat commander stood up and quickly checked his wounds.
He had a lot of fat on his body, so the fall didn't do much damage to him.
But the three wounds the Nerubian had left on his body hurt him.
The three streaks of blood were seeping outwards, but their speed wasn't very fast.
He pressed his hand against three of the wounds and stopped bleeding in a matter of seconds.
The fat commander let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, his fat was thick enough. Otherwise, it wouldn't just be three bloody wounds, but three gaping holes in his stomach.
After taking out the last magical puppet from the cage, the fat commander stood in front of the Nerubian Spiders and once again hesitated.
Running past the Nerubian Spiders without anything interfering was suicidal.
He was lucky that he only suffered some superficial wounds.
But luck doesn't always favor you,
Perhaps after this trip, he would lose his life here.
"There's only one minute left."
Seeing the fat commander still hesitating over the Nerubian Spiders, Lin Mo reminded him coldly.
This warning sound was like a bolt of thunder, instantly waking up the fat commander who was still hesitating.
He turned around and saw that there was not much sand left in the hourglass.
The passage of time was like the footsteps of the god of death, pressing down on him step by step.
"Damn it!" "Let's go all out!"
The fat commander clenched his teeth and rushed forward with his magical puppet in his arms.
In the end, he was still a person who had climbed up and fought in the military camp, so the fat commander's reaction was still okay.
At a distance of two meters or so, he held onto the Magic Puppet and moved around, dodging the five legs of the Nerubian Spiders.
Pfft!
Just when he thought he could survive safely, the sixth leg that the Nerubian Spiders had been hiding in the darkness suddenly stretched out.
The fat commander had not expected the Underground Winter Spider to have such a trick up its sleeve. Its left thigh was pierced by the spider.
Under the intense pain, the fat commander could not help but curse and then fell to the ground.
However, the magic puppet was still tightly held in his arms, without even the slightest sign of letting go.
Hiss!
The fat commander turned around to see the Nerubian spider pulling him back with the claw that had pierced his thigh.
In the blink of an eye, he was already half a meter away from the monster. A long trail of blood was left behind on the ground.
If they were completely dragged through, they would definitely be torn to shreds.
The fat commander was filled with courage.1
He gritted his teeth as he desperately moved his leg, forcefully pulling his leg out from the Nerubian Spiders claws.
Puff.
The Nerubian Spiders' claws were lacerated, and when it was pulled out from the fat commander's thigh, blood immediately gushed out and dripped from the wound.
At this moment, the fat commander could not care less about his wounds. In order to not be dragged back by the Nerubian Spiders, he used his hands and feet to crawl forward, finally escaping the attack range of the Nerubian Spiders.
"Half a minute."
Lin Mo's emotionless voice was like the countdown of a death god.
The fat commander didn't even have time to stop to catch his breath. He immediately placed the last magic puppet beside the ladder, urging him to climb up.
Twenty seconds later, the magical puppet finally passed through the hole. Following which, a key was dropped from the hole.
"Ten!"
The moment the key fell onto the ground, Lin Mo began the final countdown.
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