The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Harold, who was watching the battle intently on the side, also sprayed out at this moment.

Seeing him staring with bull's eyes, it was not a smile, but a surprise.

"Hey, Jura, don't just make a joke," Harold said solemnly, "Otherwise, I can't explain to your father."

Yura gave Harold a blank look, ignored him, staring at me with a pair of brows: "How about, dare you make this bet?"

"Cut" I let out a slight disdain, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Of course-dare not!"

Yura's expression was startled, and she could see that she was so nervous just now, but she didn't know whether she was afraid of me agreeing or not.

I must create the guild, and it is based on existing members. However, I will not agree to her bet. This is a matter of principle!

...Well, I confessed, mainly because I was afraid of letting Phoenix and the others know that if the three girls knew about this, they would have to strip me naked and hang me.

No one thinks that his life is long, and I am no exception.

Yula showed strong contempt for my refusal. She first gave me a stern look, then kicked me hard while I was not being caught, and when I looked at her suspiciously, she was heavy again. He stepped on a foot, then made a soft snort, flicked his sleeves, and went to the middle of the line.

I was baffled by this, plus helpless.

Harold on the side also leaned over to me and said: "Don't be angry, Yula's character is more stubborn than she looks. You rejected her bet and made her feel very dissatisfied. This will make her feel uncomfortable."

"Haha..." I let out a dry laugh, and said in my heart: Is this really just awkward?

At this time, the battle between the male archer and the sand worm had also come to an end. He shot the sand worm after a dozen or so teeth were shot down with an arrow.

Harold stepped forward, picked up a dozen teeth, and examined them in the palm of his hand.

I saw him shaking his head for a while, nodding for a while, frowning for a while, and sifting his lips for a while, and finally picked out three more complete ones.

Place the three teeth on the palm of the hand, move closer, and after a closer look, discard one of them again, leaving only the last two, then nodded in satisfaction, and handed the two teeth to the follower By.

Only then did I realize that in the middle of the team, a relatively thin-looking adult was covered with large and small packages. Some packages were filled with things, bulging, and some were empty and shrunken. There.

He is the follower of this team.

Since he is not a professional adventurer, he is naturally talented and basically has no combat ability. However, their survivability is much stronger than most professional adventurers. The reason is simple. They only serve as two in the team. Role: load-bearing and survival.

This follower has obviously been a veteran for many years. As soon as the team was assigned, he stood behind Harold and looked around cautiously.

As for the entire team, only Harold and I acted alone. Harold was a lot stronger than the others. I don’t need it. I just formed a temporary team and didn’t have a suitable player for me.

Compared with the hard work, it is more enjoyable and convenient to use by yourself.

I stood in place, feeling the trembling of the sand.

Before the sand worms appeared, they would always tear a hole in the sand. Although the hole was not big, it still had a not weak vibration. As long as you feel it carefully, you can still easily detect it.

At this moment, I felt my shoulder, as if being beaten by someone, and trembling slightly.

I turned my head vigilantly, and took a closer look. Not far away, Yura was taking back the magic wand as if nothing had happened, and I could clearly feel that she was sneaking at me with my light.

Looking at his shoulder again, a faint white smoke was dissipating at a very fast speed. This was the residual phenomenon after the magic missile exploded.

Uh......

I am a little helpless, is this a prank? Still a little temper?

Yula turned her head nonchalantly, glared at me, and then turned her face back again.

"Are you a kid?"

Seeing her behavior, I was a little bit cried without tears.

At this moment, a slight tremor shook not far from me.

Following the trembling direction, I looked over with a wary expression, but did not see any clues.

However, although the feeling of tremor was slight, it did exist, so I decided to continue to check the direction of the source of the tremor.

About three or four seconds later, a hole in the sand less than one meter away from me suddenly cracked, and there was a crisp sound. A shiny and fat black sandworm rushed up from the sand and brought it up. A small piece of mud smashed away countless grains of sand.

It rushed up to more than three meters high, suddenly its body folded, and its oval head pointed at me. Then, four small slits broke out on the smooth head, which gradually expanded and teared. In the blink of an eye, it melted. It made four lips full of fangs, and then, with a low growl, it rushed towards me.

It's extremely fast and fierce, but I can handle it.

Naotachi slashed in front of me. When it was less than two meters away from me, he suddenly waved his hand and drew a cold light. The Naotachi slashed like a gust of wind on the four-lobed mouth of the sandworm.

puff!

With a muffled sound, Sandworm's head was severely shifted by my knife, and it moved more than two meters away.

And my arm, at the same time, felt a strong impact, my palm was slightly numb, and my wrist was slightly painful.

At a glance, the sandworm was still stiff at two meters. However, its four-petal lip and even the fine and sharp teeth on it did not suffer any strong damage, but a deep scar was cracked at the attacked position. , The yellow liquid is constantly emerging.

At the same time, I realized that my killing intent hadn't condensed at all, and the knife just now was purely by the sharp edge of a straight sword.

I hurriedly checked Naotara, but it was all right, so I was relieved and let out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the sandworm also slowed down, roared, and rushed towards me again.

I thought to myself that I couldn't attack like this anymore, so I moved my feet, sprinted, and jumped out.

The footsteps have not yet landed, and the sandworm's big four-petal mouth gnawed a hole where he was standing.

I yelled dangerously, and gathered the killing intent.

As soon as the killing intent was raised, the sharp blade in his hand produced ripples, rippling and blurry like water patterns.

As soon as it stood firm, the sandworm launched another attack.

The attack speed is getting faster and faster and fiercer.

I found the right time, waved my hand, ripples rippling, and instantly cut into the sandworm's lips.

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