Chapter 40 Flesh-Eating Mosquitoes

Generally speaking, Parker had been to Egleson many times. He couldn't make such a stupid mistake.

This kind of mushroom was very bright, but most importantly, it looked so similar to another kind of edible mushroom.

If Allen hadn't checked it carefully, he might have eaten it by mistake.

After throwing it to the ground and grinding it into pieces, Allen picked up the iron pot that had been kicked over by Francis and brushed it with his water bag.

Of course, it was not enough. There must be some toxins left on the iron pot wall, and Allen also used some antidotes.

After all, they only brought this hot pot. Without it, it would be difficult to eat.

After fetching a pot of water from a nearby stream, Allen put it on the fire and let it roll quietly.

He wasn't worried that the two of them could find food or not. Just now, Kenan found a lot of traces of turkeys.

The demonic beasts were not only weak in strength, but also fresh in flesh. They were also popular in the city.

Their biggest feature was that they ran very fast and their steps were strong. It was difficult to catch them. Moreover, in the depths of their body, there were very few adventurers who would spend a lot of energy to catch them for a good meal.

However, this was just a meal for a group of powerful warriors.

"Sure enough, there are a lot of earthly turkeys here, and each of them is so fat. Any one of them is enough for us to have a full meal." Francis's eyes lit up when he saw a beautiful and hairy turkey in front of him.

"Jett, go ahead and block their way. They are good at running, and I may not be able to run faster than them."

Jett nodded and walked forward quietly.

Soon, the group of birds who had been quietly looking for food found something wrong. They looked up vigilantly, and a strong human showed up in front of them.

In an instant, all the turkeys were scattered.

A very fat Turkey cleverly bypassed the giant wood, and it flew four or five meters on a green stone. When it was about to completely escape, a figure suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Bang!"

The turkey was knocked to the ground with a stick and stuck out its tongue.

Apparently, it was knocked out.

A stronger fragrance than the mushroom soup before was emitted near the bluestone.

"In my opinion, we should put a whole bit of honey on the outside of the roast chicken, and then carefully brush it with honey, and then roast it. The taste is really unique."

Kenan said excitedly, rolling the grill in his hand.

The red chicken was even licked by the fire on the grill.

"Don't you think about where we are now? If we do that, we can have dinner at midnight." Allen rolled his eyes.

He had thought that Kenan liked drinking the most, but he didn't expect him to be fond of delicious food.

The night fell, enveloping Egleson.

The five of them hid behind the big bluestone, drooling, and looked at the roasted crisp and tender turkey in front of them.

At this time, Parker also recovered a little, but he was still a little weak.

An unknown danger was approaching quietly in the darkness. The most important thing was that none of them was aware of it.

The fragrance of the meat floated farther and farther, attracting the surrounding hunters who were hundreds of meters away.

But the five of them were all top masters, so they didn't care about the ordinary demonic beasts at all.

Only they dared to roast meat casually in Egleson. If they were ordinary adventurers, they could only drink a few mouthfuls of cold water in the dry provisions, fearing that they would lose their lives in the demonic beasts.

The airflow was suddenly broken by the slight flapping of wings.

A tiny mosquito flew onto the big cyan stone.

It looked down at the five people.

Then he flapped his wings and flew away.

Allen seemed to have sensed something, but he looked around and found that there was no danger except for the green eyes in the distance, so he didn't take it seriously.

When Allen was about to tear a piece of chicken, he suddenly found that there were many mosquitoes around.

These mosquitoes circled the bonfire in front of them.

This situation had lasted for half a day. Even if he waved his hands to drive it away, he still couldn't drive it away. After all, ordinary mosquitoes were very afraid of flames.

"Something is wrong." Allen patted Francis on the shoulder.

Francis was eating meat, his hands greasy.

"What's wrong?"

Following Allen's reminder, Francis found more and more mosquitoes. His face darkened.

"When do so many flesh-eating mosquitoes appear?"

"Are they powerful?"

The others also stood up.

"It doesn't matter. We can kill them with just two fingers, but they are all sent out in groups."

Francis dropped the bone in his hand and wiped it quickly.

"Damn it! Why can't I have a good meal?"

Jett took out a torch from the bonfire and shook it hard.

With a crackling sound, the torch knocked down many flesh-eating mosquitoes, but the sky was still filled with densely packed insects.

It made people's scalp tingle.

"Hurry up and don't ask for these things. If we are late, we may all be their dinner."

Francis reminded them. Then he grabbed a torch and started to walk out.

Without hesitation, they each grabbed a torch.

The fire suddenly became much weaker.

Without the disturbance of several people, the flesh-eating mosquitoes immediately pounced on the leftovers of the turkey.

Dense mosquitoes flew up, making them sick.

In the beginning, the faint flame could burn some mosquitoes to death, but as the number of flesh-eating mosquitoes increased, the flames were actually piled up by the worms with their flesh and blood.

In a twinkling of an eye, only some bones of the remaining turkey were left.

It was so miserable.

Obviously, the fire chicken could not satisfy the insects, and the nearest to the fire chicken was Allen and the other five people.

"The insects are flying over!"

The expressions on their faces changed greatly. They all used the torches in their hands to resist the bugs.

Mosquitoes could not be controlled.

And the buzzing sound was dizzy.

Although Francis and the others could kill tigers and leopards, they felt like tigers were unable to do anything to the insects.

They didn't have the means to large-scale kill the insects at all.

Allen knocked down a few mosquitoes with a torch.

"Come with me."

Allen shouted and raised his hand to call fire arrows.

Fire arrows jumped forward a hundred meters and then exploded, turning into a magnificent firework.

The path fire arrows took suddenly became a vacuum, and countless insects were burnt to ashes.

They bought them some precious time and space.

Except for Francis and Jett, everyone else looked at Allen with a complicated look. Even Kenan was shocked.

"You are a mage!"

Parker said with shock.

"It's not the right time to talk about this. The insects are coming soon. Let's run out first."

The blank path was quickly filled in groups again.

At this time, Allen and the others had just run dozens of meters. After all, Egleson was not a flat place. They could run freely, not only with intertwined roots but also with all kinds of stones.

They should keep an eye on their feet.

Allen sent a message of fireball again.

In an instant, countless mosquitoes were scorched and fell from the sky like rain.

At this time, Allen didn't intend to hide his identity as a mage.

All kinds of fire demons were thrown out as if they didn't need money.

In addition to fireball and fire arrows, Allen also tried ice magic, wind magic and earth system.

But there were some mosquito repellent meanings in cannonball, and the most practical one was fire magic.

Any ordinary fireball would be emptied.

The four followed Allen closely, not daring to be distracted. In this case, if they were to fall behind, there might be only a skeleton left.

Although Allen had been using magic, he also observed the state of the four people carefully. The two people, Francis and Jett, followed them easily.

Parker and Kenan felt a little tired. Allen had been adjusting the speed of the whole team with the maximum speed of the two people.

He didn't know when the density of the flesh-eating mosquitoes in the air began to decrease.

Allen didn't use the torches anymore. Instead, he held their heads and rushed towards them.

Allen didn't stop until she heard no more annoying sounds.

"They finally came out."