Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 342 Iron-backed Centipede
thump!
Yaro quickly retracted his glider and jumped to the ground. As he landed, he immediately pulled out a cold liquid grenade from his spatial ring, activated 'Cat Walk Fist - Run' to its maximum, and cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

After surveying his surroundings and finding no obvious danger, Yaro put away the liquid mines and took out the crystalline Fiery Greatsword. He then carefully stepped onto the path filled with wood chips.

Click, click!
Like stepping on a thick layer of snow, each step leaves a crisp sound and a soft feel underfoot.

rustling...

Startled by the sudden footsteps, several venomous snakes as thick as an arm darted out from the pile of wood chips and quickly disappeared into the surrounding vegetation.

At the same time, a pungent stench of rotting flesh hit us.

Yaro glanced around, suppressing his nausea, and steadily maintained the rhythm of the Knight's Breathing Technique, keeping his stamina at its peak while also allowing his body to adapt to the stench more quickly.

Every sensory system is precious, and Yaro would not remove his oxygen mask and block his sense of smell just because he disliked the smell.

After taking only a few steps, their sense of smell detected something amiss.

"A foul stench is coming from the left front!"

Yaro paused, carefully observing the direction from which the stench was coming. However, the ground was covered with fluffy white wood chips, and the location of the stench was only a faint patch of wood chips, making it impossible to directly discern what it was.

"Could it be..."

Yaro's expression shifted slightly, and he had a guess in his mind. He gripped his heavy sword tightly and carefully walked over.

Swish!
Suddenly, a white line appeared on the flat wood shavings, like the dorsal fin of a shark cutting through the water, rushing straight toward Yaro.

"when!"

The Fiery Greatsword, as wide as two palms, stood upright on the ground like a door panel. With a crisp clanging sound, the Fiery Greatsword trembled slightly, and half a palm-wide iron-shelled centipede sprang out from it.

"The speed is average."

This speed is not slow compared to other living beings, but it is still not enough in Yaro's eyes.

The crystalline heavy sword swung upwards, like hitting a ping-pong ball, sending the sprawling iron-shelled centipede flying and revealing its pristine white abdomen.

"Crescent Moon Sword Technique - Crescent Moon!"

The Crescent Moon is a knockback move that swings upwards in a circular motion and finishes off. However, using it in a different way could be the best way to attack targets in mid-air.

The tip of the Fiery Greatsword flickered with a faint flame, its power core roared rapidly, and a fiery crescent moon suddenly bloomed in an instant.

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Crescent Moon Sword Technique - Crescent Moon has gained 108 skill experience points]

……

"108 experience points? That's roughly the strength level of a regular soldier?"

"No, it should be slightly stronger than a regular soldier, but if a regular soldier undergoes targeted training, they still have a chance to kill this strange centipede in a one-on-one fight."

This strange centipede has a carapace comparable to steel, but its thorax is only as hard as bone. In addition, it is not strong. If an ordinary soldier can seize the opportunity, quickly flip it over, and then step on its head, he can slowly disembowel it.

"Based on this, the threat level of this Ironback Centipede should be about the same as that of an ordinary venomous snake. But an ordinary venomous snake is definitely not worth 108 experience points. Is there anything special about the Ironback Centipede?"

Yaro was already collecting biological materials for microscopic observation, and the strange creature, so 'delicate' yet possessing such 'high' experience, naturally aroused his curiosity.

"How about we get some flesh and blood materials?"

With that in mind, Yaro casually rummaged through the iron-backed centipede's body with the blade of his sword.

"Shell, shell, and more shell... Is there no meat left but the shell?"

"How does it survive?"

Just as Yaro was wondering, the 'magic' sound coming from the centipede's body caught his attention.

"Its flesh was corroded by its own poison?" "So fast? And so toxic?"

"Wait a moment!"

A plume of black smoke rose, Yaro's pupils contracted slightly, he held his longsword horizontally to block, and his body retreated rapidly.

"bump!"

Chi Chi Chi -!
As the black slime burst, wisps of smoke rose, and the surrounding fluffy wood melted like snow, revealing mottled, dark gaps. The stench of rotting flesh intensified.

"Highly corrosive and extremely toxic?"

Yaro was slightly taken aback and quickly examined the heavy sword in his hand.

Drops of brownish-green viscous liquid, accompanied by wisps of smoke, slowly slid down the crystalline sword, leaving behind streaks of dark ink.

"This liquid can actually corrode the Fiery Greatsword?"

The corrosion level is actually not high, but even a little corrosion is quite alarming.

The main material of the blade is the crystal scorpion carapace treasured by Master Boske.

If the Heart of the Jungle is the capital of the Jungle House, then the Owl Wizard Academy is the Jungle House's 'first-tier city,' and the alternate dimension where the Crystal Scorpions live is the 'nuclear power plant' next to the 'first-tier city.' Naturally, the Crystal Scorpions that can be raised in it are not ordinary creatures.

Although this crystal is a biological material mixed with a small amount of exotic magic, its physical properties are very similar to those of diamonds, only slightly less hard.

At room temperature, diamonds are resistant to all acids, alkalis and solvents.

However, this liquid corroded the sword blade at room temperature, which not only indicates that its corrosiveness may be stronger than aqua regia, but also suggests that the iron-backed centipede may be an extraordinary creature.

"Good stuff!"

"We could try using this liquid to corrode the smoothness of the polished glass."

"And the shell of the iron-backed centipede can actually withstand this level of strong corrosion and has a good degree of hardness. Perhaps it can be used in some special places."

Without a doubt, wrap the corrosive liquid in the centipede's shell and pack it up to take away.

Walk to where the centipede darted out and use your heavy sword to knock away the loose wood chips on the surface.

The stench was overwhelming, and Yaro instinctively squinted his eyes.

"It's a pity it's just a horse carcass..."

The shriveled horsehide lay loosely on the ground, with pink ribs faintly visible through the gaps, and various poisonous insects wriggling like bee balls on the remaining rotten flesh.

Whether they were too full or Yaro's technique was too gentle, the several insect balls, illuminated by the light spell and displaying a myriad of colors, stopped wriggling after a moment.

"...It's no pity."

Yaro silently covered the driftwood shavings back up.

He originally came to collect the body, but judging from the current situation, there is no longer any need to do so.

Even if you can find the remaining clay fragments, it is difficult to overcome the psychological barrier.

"Forget it, let's go back and get the werewolf's corpse and tissue."

After turning around and taking a few steps, Yaro paused and looked back at the jungle beside him.

"I thought I had finally made a gain, but I didn't expect it to be you."

From the dim jungle on the left, a young figure slowly emerged with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)