Now Zhang Mu and the obsidian worm were very close to the ground, and the little spiders, having just sprayed out spider silk once, could no longer continue their attacks. They could only watch Zhang Mu and his team slowly descend. At their current height, they would have been entangled by the spider silk just now, but now, they could only stare and watch them fly over their heads.

However, their corrosive liquid was not formed in the poison sac, but was just a kind of gastric juice, which had no ability to spray, so they were completely helpless against Zhang Mu who was showing off his might above their heads.

Zhang Mu is now understanding the time intervals between the release of abilities of these little spiders, which is why he dares to be so bold. This mutant beast that has not even reached the first level will definitely have a blank period after releasing its abilities.

However, Zhang Mu didn't know how long this blank period would last, so his nerves were tense. He directly took out a barrel of gasoline from the Epoch Merchant Ring and poured it on the nearby spider pile. The strong smell stimulated Zhang Mu so much that he wanted to vomit, but his hands did not slow down at all.

After the altitude dropped, it became much more precise, and Zhang Mu poured the gasoline evenly in every place he wanted to pour it.

After being carried around by the obsidian worm, he finally understood why the spiders did not change their location but continued to absorb energy. They were actually digging downwards. Even though the density of the soil increased the deeper they went, they still kept eating it. In the face of their corrosive liquid, they were no problem at all.

Therefore, before Zhang Mu arrived, this big pit was dug deeper and deeper.

Zhang Mu looked at the depth of the pit, roughly estimated it, and immediately took a breath of cold air. He said, "Fortunately, I brought enough gasoline from the gas station this time, otherwise it might not burn."

The obsidian worm had already led him around once, but the gasoline he poured in his hand was like a wave hitting the ocean in the huge and dense pile of spiders, leaving no trace.

He thought it was too troublesome to move the gasoline buckets one by one, so he pointed the Epoch Merchant Ring directly at the big pit below and threw the cans full of gasoline into the pit one after another.

In fact, he had thought about dropping the oil tank directly from a high altitude, which would definitely not be affected by the wind direction. However, if the potential energy was so high that it directly killed some spiders and scared away the others, it would be a waste of time and effort.

It hit a group of mutant spiders, but it seemed that because the drop position was not high, it did not cause much damage to them. The spiders that were hit directly crawled out from under the oil tank. They were scared and scattered, but they were immediately attracted by the tank filled with gasoline, which is also a kind of energy.

They were frightened away for a distance, but they immediately surrounded it again, crawled all over the tank and started to gnaw at it. In an instant, the oil pipe was torn into various small holes by the large group of spiders surrounding it.

Gasoline slowly flowed out from the damaged part of the tank, and small streams slowly spread in the huge pit.

When Zhang Mu first saw them gnawing at the tank, he was a little nervous because he was afraid that if the corrosive liquid of these spiders was enough to digest the gasoline, he would be risking his life for nothing.

Fortunately, these mutant spiders didn’t eat everything. After eating up the metal cans, none of them seemed to like the gasoline flowing on the ground. However, they were not scared by its pungent smell. Zhang Mu guessed that it might be because they had no sense of smell.

Fortunately, fortunately, if you really drink gasoline, there is nothing you can do.

It was a false alarm!

These little spiders were wrapped in gasoline and didn't notice it, but they kept staring at Zhang Mu who was still throwing oil cans over their heads. Because the number of spiders that could be accommodated near the oil cans was really limited, every time Zhang Mu threw a new oil can, some of the nearby spiders would gather around and digest the metal as energy.

But the vast majority of the little spiders that were not nearby followed Zhang Mu's movement route without blinking.

Zhang Mu knew that they were waiting for the next time the spider silk power would condense. Feeling the burning gazes of tens of thousands of spiders below, Zhang Mu's movements became faster. He used all his mind to control the Epoch Merchant Ring, analyzing how to find the most suitable place for the oil tank.

Because he really couldn't tell.

How long does it take for those mutant beasts that have not reached the first level to recover their energy and release their next ability?

However, as he was playing the game of time, Zhang Mu's heart tightened, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.

Because the mutant spider within his sight had begun to hunch its body, staring at Zhang Mu and the obsidian worm with its compound eyes flashing.

This action is so familiar; it is the precursor to the release of their abilities!

How could the blank period of their abilities pass so quickly!

There is still a can of gasoline in Zhang Mu's Epoch Merchant Ring that has not been fully released. If it does not cover all corners, Zhang Mu has no confidence that he can catch them all in one fell swoop. Once there is a weak point in the artificial sea of ​​fire, not only the spiders in this place can escape, but the spiders in other directions will also notice that this is the place where they break through. Once more than half of the mutant spiders are scared away by Zhang Mu, then his efforts this time will be in vain.

However, it would be too late if they didn't leave now. Zhang Mu didn't even have time to hesitate, and made a decision directly. He said to the obsidian worm, "Now that I'm alone, can you use your speed to dodge the spider silk attack below?"

"Are you sure you want to do this? Once my wings are stuck on, we really won't be able to escape."

The Obsidian Worm thought Zhang Mu was crazy and advised him, "It's definitely not too late to leave now, but you still insist on dropping this last can. I'm not sure I can get away unscathed."

“It’s okay. If anything goes wrong, just leave.” Zhang Mu was terrifyingly calm, urging the obsidian worm to continue flying.

"Okay, I'll do my best." After agreeing, the Obsidian Worm gave up the idea of ​​taking Zhang Mu away now, and sped up a bit until he came to the last vacant spot.

As soon as Zhang Mu saw the location, he threw the oil tank down, and then the obsidian worm pulled it up desperately.

However, it was too late. Zhang Mu's pupils condensed, and ten spider silks brushed Zhang Mu's face and passed through the gaps in the obsidian worm's body.

If the obsidian worm had not twisted its body flexibly, its wings would have been entangled and unable to move.

Thrilling!

(End of this chapter)