The tremor from the underground made Ezreal's already playful heart, which rarely gave birth to such a subtle hope again.

Could it be that... an earthquake?

For others, earthquakes are disasters.

But for Ezreal, who is now entangled with roots and cannot escape, perhaps the earthquake is the only chance to survive!

Negative negative and positive, and continuous misfortunes may also be a great luck!

Amid Ezrel's expectation, the ground slowly cracked - and then, just as he tried to break free from the roots outside the sleeping bag and get himself out, the little yellow-haired was surprised to find that his position seemed to be getting higher and higher.

Um?

What's the situation?

While struggling hard like water splashing, Ezrel looked down at himself, but he didn't know it. He was shocked when he saw it. Under him, a huge monster emerged.

In a quick glance, Ezreal did not see the whole picture of this large creature. In the flash, he only saw a light purple carapace shining with metallic light under the sun.

Is this... a big bug?

While searching for large creatures with this structure in their memory, Ezreal finally broke his hands out of his sleeping bag.

When it began to fall, Ezreal finally regained his freedom again.

From a height of two meters, Izrel only felt his buttocks hurt - the ground was very soft, but the irregularly shaped gravel made him feel painful.

However, the little yellow-haired man no longer cared about these things.

Because after falling to the ground, he finally saw the appearance of the "life-savior" who "rescued" himself from his roots.

And this look...

Ezreal felt a chill from the soles of her feet to the sky.

What life-savior?

This is clearly because it has just left the wolf's mouth and entered the tiger's den!

On the surface of the body, large chitin carapaces flashed with the unique luster of half-metal and half-precious stones. Under the sunlight, a little dreamy and illusory lilac was overflowing.

In the gap between the carapace, fine diamond scales perfectly wrap the relatively soft joints, which still provides excellent defense while maintaining flexibility.

The center of gravity of the body is extremely low, and the two forelimbs in the six legs have amazing sharp claws at the ends. The material is even close to metal, while the four hind limbs are relatively small. The end structure similar to slurry seems to be more suitable for digging and shoveling soil - but Ezrell keenly noticed that whether it is the thick and sharp forelimb or the tiny slurry hind limbs, the proportion of the upper half of the legs is very thick.

From this point of view, the opponent's explosive power is probably quite amazing.

The most eye-catching thing is probably the other party's "face" - the large chitin carapace on the head closed into a complete mask without any organ similar to the eyes.

Under the mask is a big mouth with an astonishing proportion. The sharp teeth of razor-like teeth are directly exposed outside the mouth. Inside this sharp teeth, there is a circle of ring-shaped teeth similar to the structure of a meat grinder.

External teeth are cut and fixed, and internal teeth are bitten and swallowed. This double-layer tooth structure allows this big guy to pull the flesh off without opening his mouth after biting his prey. The predation efficiency is amazing!

But the sharp-eyed Ezreal found that on both sides of the big guy's head, the carapace was sunken and formed a narrow gap, and the end seemed to have a hole-like structure.

The shape of this hole-like structure is quite similar to the cheek holes on the face of snakes, and its position is closer to the ears, so Ezrel's first reaction was "it should be catching the enemy by relying on temperature or sound."

Realizing this, Ezreal chose to stand still immediately.

There is no way, her buttocks are still hurting so much now, and the magic gloves are not on her body - although the other party's body structure seems to be more suitable for digging, on the sand, the little yellow-haired still has no confidence to win.

Ezrel didn't know what the other party was to seek the enemy. If he relied on hearing, he could survive without moving; if he relied on temperature, he would be dead.

In this case, he can only bet!

Trying to calm down my heartbeat, Ezreal began to comfort himself quickly in his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"The other party is likely to hunt by hearing, otherwise I would have died when I was in the sleeping bag."

"As long as I stand still and my heart beats hard, the other party will not notice me."

"After it leaves, I will go to find the guards. I only need to find a few stones to escape from the sky!"

"I don't move, I don't move!"

"I'm just a stone!"

"I'm just a piece of wood!"

In order to prevent the other party's attention, Ezreal tried hard to maintain the posture of falling to the ground, covering his buttocks, and stood in the hot sunshine of Harrisse.

Sweat gradually leaped out, wetting his little yellow hair, and finally began to slowly leave along his cheeks.

In order to prevent the water droplets from falling to the ground, Ezrel could only wink while still preventing himself from making any sound.

Although the fishy and sour smell almost made Ezreal breathe when he looked around and opened his mouth and roared, he did not even change the frequency and rhythm of his breathing at all.

Ezreal is a bastard.

But at least…he is a capable bastard!

In this way, in Ezeril's Wood Man Game, the Void Earth-Escaped Beast in front of him looked around for a while, and after listening for a long time, he finally did not find the prey he had heard before.

It was strange, I had just heard a big heartbeat.

Why did it disappear after getting out of the ground?

Did it fly away?

Or did you take other measures cunningly?

The Void Earth-Escape Beast shook his head again unwillingly and felt it for a while. In the end, it seemed that he could not bear the hot sunlight and crawled back into the cave he had dug before, leaving only a light purple streamer.

Ezrel instinctively wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

But on the verge of caution, he finally held it in his arms.

He tiptoed silently with a little force, and he carefully wiped his face and changed his posture slightly - although he was still under the scorching sun, he felt much more comfortable.

At the same time, he also counted silently in his heart.

When the little yellow hair counted to four hundred, the lilac streamer light quietly poked out the hole of the ground again. The pair of structures similar to the cheeks slowly turned around in the breeze.
Chapter completed!