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Brolin steadied himself, trying to see the position of the barrel clearly. However, the barrel seemed to possess a strange ability to move unpredictably, making it difficult for him to grasp. Brolin was soon knocked down from behind, feeling a wave of dizziness before collapsing.
Glen and Sleendro were also trying to deal with the strange attacks of the barrel. Although their movements were unsteady, they still attempted to resist the barrel's movements. At that moment, they suddenly realized that Holm was missing. The dwarf who had been with them had disappeared into the chaos of the barrel.
Glen widened his eyes and looked carefully, only to find the barrel had pinned Holm underneath and was evilly laughing. Anger surged through him, and without thinking, he rushed over, muttering about avenging Holm. Sleendro anxiously called out, trying to stop Glen's impulse, but the situation had already become extremely chaotic. A little demon suddenly emerged from the side and caught Glen off guard, causing him to fall to the ground and unable to get up.
The barrel continued to roll, making the scene even more chaotic. Now, only Sleendro stood alone in the chaotic battlefield of the barrel. He struggled against the effects of alcohol and pondered how to deal with this chaotic situation.
Soon, he came up with a solution. He remembered Ferland's Magic pocket, a magical pocket that could store items, or even people. So, Sleendro quickly searched for the location of the Magic pocket, hoping to use it to subdue these perplexing Barrel Demons. He knew that their only way out now was to put an end to this chaos.
Sleendro quickly found the Magic pocket right next to the campfire, soaked in a pile of spilled beer. He rushed to the campfire, hoping to grab the Magic pocket and use it to subdue these unruly Barrel Demons.
However, it seems that Sleendro's intentions have been seen through by the little demon. The little demon let out an evil laugh, as if knowing Sleendro's plan. Before he could even touch the Magic pocket, the barrel suddenly rolled towards him at an astonishing speed.
Sleendro's reaction was affected by alcohol. Although he tried to dodge, he was still hit by the barrel and fell to the ground. Barrel Demon and the little demon laughed evilly again, seemingly mocking the helplessness of the dwarves.
Sleendro looked around in a blur, hoping to find something useful to solve the crisis at hand. His vision was blurry, and his mind was affected by alcohol, but he knew that this was a matter of life and death.
Finally, he caught sight of the anchor launcher he had just used, left in a crevice in the rock. Sleendro reached out desperately, grabbing the launcher. The Barrel Demon was rolling towards him, getting closer and closer. Just as it was about to hit him, Sleendro finally got hold of the anchor launcher. He aimed and without hesitation, pulled the trigger. A sharp anchor shot towards the Barrel Demon, accurately pinning it down. The Barrel Demon suddenly stopped, pinned to the ground, unable to move. Sleendro gasped for breath, looking at the Barrel Demon that could no longer threaten him. He tightly held the anchor launcher, knowing it was his only hope for survival.
Barrel Demon struggled in the midst of agonizing screams, its piercing cries sending shivers down one's spine. Meanwhile, the little demon displayed extreme anger, incessantly muttering "babababa" as if venting its fury at Sleendro. Suddenly, the little demon began to undergo a strange transformation, rapidly swelling in size to become a huge Slime creature.
The enormous Slime creature roared furiously, exuding an aura of malevolence. It charged fiercely toward Sleendro, who frantically tried to evade it, but the Slime creature moved with astonishing speed. It crashed violently into the mountainside, causing the entire platform to tremble incessantly, with shards of rock flying in all directions.
Sleendro understands that the consequences would be unimaginable if the Slime creature were to collide with the platform again. He must find a way to stop this creature and protect himself and the safety of the camp.
Sleendro attempts to attack the Slime creature with an anchor launcher, but the nails stop upon hitting the surface of the Slime creature, unable to fully penetrate its body. The Slime creature roars angrily and launches another attack towards Sleendro. Sleendro narrowly dodges, and the intense shaking of the platform tells him that time is running out.
He glanced at the Magic pocket on the ground and decided to take decisive action to deal with the Slime creature. Sleendro hurled the anchor launcher at the Slime creature and then, using all his strength and willpower, he rushed towards the Magic pocket.
As he grabbed the Magic pocket, he could feel the magical power inside. He immediately exerted all his strength to open the pocket and release the magic. A powerful surge of magical energy burst forth, striking the Slime creature like a bolt of lightning.
Sleendro attempted to attack the Slime creature with an anchor launcher, but the nails stopped upon contact with the creature's surface, unable to fully penetrate its body. The Slime creature roared in anger and launched another attack at Sleendro. Narrowly dodging, Sleendro realized time was running out as the platform shook violently.
Glancing at the ground, he decided to use the Magic pocket to deal with the Slime creature. Sleendro threw the anchor launcher at the Slime creature and then, using all his strength and willpower, he rushed towards the Magic pocket.
When he grabbed the Magic pocket, he could feel the magical power inside. He immediately exerted all his strength to open the pocket and release the magic power. A powerful surge of magical energy gushed out, like a bolt of lightning, striking the Slime creature.
The Slime creature was suddenly sucked into the Magic pocket, its body gradually shrinking until it completely disappeared inside the pocket. The platform's shaking also gradually stopped, and a quietness returned. Then he also sucked the Barrel Demon into the pocket.
Sleendro was panting heavily as he stood in place, having successfully trapped the Slime creature in the Magic pocket. However, he also felt extremely tired, his body swaying uncontrollably. He knew he needed rest, but at the same time felt satisfied, knowing that he had successfully protected himself and the camp.
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