Chapter 322

Take out a scroll from the backpack, gray opens it, then cancels the flame cage that traps the ghost, and quickly traps the ghost face with a sealed scroll.

Gray inspired the seal, and a force came out, inhaling the ghost face who wanted to escape.

"It was sucked in." Little Molly was very happy and wanted to fly to the front of the seal scroll, but as soon as she jumped up, she remembered that her wings had not grown well, and then sat on Gray's shoulder angrily.

"So slow?" Little Molly turned her head and complained that her wings haven't grown well. She's really not used to it.

"Soon, wait a minute, have a chocolate." Gray comforted, took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to the elf.

Then he waved to the scroll and the scroll returned to him.

On a blank scroll, a blue ghost face pattern appears at this time. Even if it is sealed, the face shape on the ghost face is still changing.

Little Molly stared at the scroll while eating chocolate, then shook her head slightly, "it's not good-looking!"

The ghost face itself is a face, and then there are other faces on the face, which is naturally ugly and a little ferocious.

"Ugliness is a little ugly, but it is still very useful as research material." Gray nodded, subconsciously trying to put it away and confiscate it.

"Oh, this thing is also life?" Gray accidentally looked at the scroll in his hand, but it was not a special accident. The main thing was that he didn't react at once.

Soul, strictly speaking, can be regarded as life. After all, if there is a soul, it is the proof that a person really has life. Without a soul, the body is just a body that can't move.

Hanging the scroll around his waist, gray continued to walk in the direction of the ghost face.

It's not only gray's original goal, but also the nest of ghost face. Go and see what you may get.

The place where the other party comes is easy to find. You can find it as long as you look along the mud on the ground.

Finally, gray came to a smelly mud, which was still bubbling with black bubbles in the light of the fireball.

"That thing was born from here?" Gray looked at the mud in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

This bog seems nothing special. It's just an ordinary bog. Even the very uncomfortable smell is gone.

"Or the wrong one?" He couldn't help wondering how the place where the monster existed could be an ordinary bog?

But the mud is not big. There are no other traces around except this one. That is to say, the mud monster can't come out from anywhere except here, unless it can fly, but obviously, it can't fly.

The mud is strange.

Sure that the mud monster could only come out from here, gray immediately had such an idea in his mind.

The small fireball used for lighting floated over the mud and slowly grew larger.

However, the big fireball that can illuminate tens of meters around can't see the mud at this time. Even the place directly below the fireball is gray. It looks like something has absorbed the light, and only a small part of the light is reflected.

Now he was more sure that the mud without any strange smell was strange.

Since he was sure that the mud was strange, he didn't want to try it himself. Instead, he smashed a big tree around him, broke it into several pieces in two or three times, picked up one and threw it directly into the mud.

The thick wooden stake smashed into the mud and splashed countless mud spots. The mud spots flew around. Gray looked at it to see if it had the same effect as a mud monster.

However, the surrounding plants and trees have long died, and it is impossible to confirm that they are desolate.

But there's no need to look at this to confirm. After gray started, the mud seemed to come back to life. Countless mud tentacles poked out of it and grabbed it at him.

When it was determined that there was something strange here, Gray was already on guard. He didn't get close to the mud. When his tentacle just moved and didn't get out of the mud, he had quickly retreated more than ten meters, 20 or 30 meters away from the mud.

It's not his fault. The main reason is that the woman he met before showed too much terror in her own territory, which made him tremble. He should try to avoid the other party's spring.

To deal with the mud monster, gray still chose a tentative attack and found that he could kill him before he fought with it at close range. Of course, he was cautious about such a strange quagmire.

Mainly speaking, you can come and have a look, but never fight with something that may be very dangerous at each other's home when you are not sure.

If you just look at it, it's much simpler. You can run if you want and flirt.

On the premise of no risk, the mud really had no way to take him. After the mud tentacles stretched out more than ten meters and could not catch the people throwing garbage at themselves, the tentacles all retracted into the mud.

"Gray, you must be littering, which leads to the monster." Little jasmine said solemnly with a small face.

“···”

What's the connection between littering and monsters? They're not garbage monsters?

In other words, elves know that they can't litter. They teach very well. Fruit is a suitable person to be a teacher.

"Well, let's see if the garbage monster has anything else to say?"

Gray took out his flying broom and came to the top of the mud. With good eyesight, he saw what was in the gray mud.

Different from the calm mire before, the mire wanted to boil at this time. Bubbles with their own bad smell came out of the mire and made a cooing sound.

Gray immediately gave way. He didn't want to test what these gases were and what effects they had.

Even if you want to try, you don't have to try by yourself. You can find a few small animals to see how they react under these gases, rather than go to battle by yourself.

Gray's eyes remained on the mud below. There were faces emerging in the bubbling mud. They opened their mouths and roared as if they wanted to rush out of it.

Several faces came together and became a light blue face. They were attached to a large mass of mud and became the mud monster Gray had encountered before.

They seemed to want to go ashore, but they didn't take two steps. The mud fell to the ground and turned into a pool of mud, and then slowly flowed into the mud below again. The faces attached to the mud also flowed in, and roared at him in the sky with those faces in the mud again.

"Their color is not blue enough. Does that mean their level is not enough, so they can't come out with mud like the mud monster before?" Gray guessed, touching his chin.

"Moreover, they are gathered face by face, which shows that it is not one soul that produces different personalities, but several souls mixed together, so it has enough strength to take the mud out of the mud."

However, even seeing that they couldn't get out of the mud, gray didn't come any closer.

They can combine several faces into one. Can all faces be combined into one? If all faces are combined into one, or the birthplace and spring of others, can you beat it?

How much mud is there in the mud, and when can I kill it?

This is a problem.