Release that Witch Chapter 1124: Nest

"I think ... we should go." Simbad muttered after being silent for a while.

This place is full of weirdness. The longer you stay, the more you feel depressed, even if you are on the sea floor.

Whether it is the soft light under your feet or the oil lamp in your hand, it can only illuminate the range of more than ten steps around you, and further away, it is dark in the eyes of Simbad. This light not only brings no comfort, Instead it is a sign of danger. This means that they are completely expose in the light, but they know nothing about the threats in the dark.

In fact, neither has seen the true boundary of this cave until now.

"Leave?" Rex's voice trembled slightly. "What are you talking about ... I dare swear, this is definitely a wonder that no Thunder adult has ever seen. Ancient relics? No ... it's not at all It's a ruins! "

"ruins won't move, you can come again later," Simbad persuaded, "Your assistant, and Wonder Objects Society ... are waiting for your good news outside."

When it comes to Wonder Objects Society, Rexton calmed down a lot. "You, you are right, I should bring this good news back and share it with everyone."

"Hurry up now."

"Wait ... wait, it's so easy to get here, you can't go back empty-handed." He pulled out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed a stone tablet. "Relax, it won't take long. You also go Putting something in your pocket can at least serve as proof that we did find it. "

Unfortunately, Simbad had to follow suit. After all, the other party was essentially his employer. Since he took over the work of the twenty gold royals, he naturally had to bear the corresponding risks.

Perhaps it just looks weird. He comforted himself at bottom of heart. The surrounding area was dark, but there may be nothing.

"蹭, 蹭, 蹭"

Every time Rex waved his sword, a buzzing buzzing sounded, which was especially harsh in the silent cave.

Simbad also noticed that whenever the dagger cuts into the monument, the light blooming from the contact point will be much brighter, even to the point of dazzling.

He shook his head and pulled his attention back.

At this time, Simbad really didn't have the energy to use its energy to cut the stone tablets. There were still some weird stone tools scattered in the messy walls, probably the tools left by the carrier, but with time, It has decayed into what it is now. He picked a few pieces at hand and stuffed them into his pockets. In this way, he could be regarded as completing the task of the other party.

"蹭, 蹭, 蹭"

The Fjord man is still intently chiseling the monument, and he already has five or six nail-piece-sized pieces of stone on hand.

"Hey, that's almost enough ..." When Simbad was about to urge him again, he suddenly caught a discordant tone in his ear.

The sounds of 蹭, 蹭, 蹭 are also the same, but they are more broken, as if there are several Rexes at the tombstone ...

This is ... an echo?

No! He realized that the positions of the two had not changed. How could it have been silent before, but now there was an echo?

"Rex."

"Just right away, this is the last piece."

"You stop ..."

"Give me another half an hour"

"Stop me!" He almost yelled.

Rex couldn't help but hesitated. The dagger was stiff in the air, and the harsh noise stopped abruptly.

But the tiny snoring still exists, as if approaching them.

Rex also noticed something uncomfortable. He shoved the stone into his pocket and looked around, "What's that?"

In the interrogation, white light suddenly turned on in the distance.

Under the light, Simbad saw the comer a completely desert scorpion of adulthood. Its pliers are the size of an arm, the raised tail crochet is almost waist-high, and the bright green needle tip is undoubtedly filled with poisonous juice. Once it is pierced, the situation without antidote supports up to half an hour.

Damn, it must be the sound of the gouge! He bit his scalp and put the waist knife on his chest. "You move back slowly, don't let your eyes leave the scorpion."

For the outstanding Mojin warrior, Desert Scorpion is not a difficult opponent. They have low intelligence and fast speed. Poison needle is both the most threatening attack method and its weakness. The sharp waist knife can cut the tail hook twice.

The problem is that he is not an outstanding warrior in any way.

Although he has received relevant training since he was a child, he has never participated in joint hunting, nor has he actually fought with Desert Scorpions.

You can only try it.

When Rex was completely hidden behind him, he whispered, "Look down now, don't move whatever happens."

"I ... I see."

After receiving the reply, Simbad also turned sideways.

Just as soon as his eyes broke out of contact, the Desert Scorpion launched an attack. Although invisible, the rapid snoring sound showed that the opponent was rushing towards him quickly.

This is the habit of the desert scorpion. I like to find opportunities in confrontation. Once I find that the prey body has a distracting vulnerability, it will immediately attack.

Calm down!

Simbad bends down slightly, puts the knife on the left side, and gently holds the handle with the right hand. This is exactly how the Sandpeople pull-up style does not seem to face the enemy. Within the slash of the blade!

When the scorpion's crawling sound almost sounded near his ear, he took a sharp one-step lateral move, and then pulled the knife takes action!

A light flashed.

Before looking back, there was a slight resistance in your hand.

It's the touch of a blade across a hollow reed.

With a crisp sound, the desert scorpion's tail hook has been divided into two.

Simbad turned the blade and inserted directly into the carapace gap behind the head of the scorpion.

The target shakes the lower auxiliary leg weakly, and soon collapses.

"Awesome ..." Rex breathed a sigh of relief. "It is worthy of hunting for Mojin Sandpeople ..."

"It's not over!" Simbad interrupted. "The sound just now doesn't sound like a desert scorpion!" Where is it? Where will the enemy appear? He watched vigilantly around the stele, no matter which direction he came from, there should be light!

But there was only darkness around it.

Except for overhead.

Hell! He suddenly realized his negligence, and the soft light shining in the darkness was more eye-catching than anything else, but the new light was easily ignored in the places that were already illuminated.

As the Simbad looked up, a dark shadow had already been cast down.

The target is the Fjord man behind him!

In a hurry, the only thing he can do is turn around and kick Rex out.

The desert scorpion almost rubbed to the ground.

With many years of training instincts, Simbad didn't even look at it, and cut it off directly, splitting the scorpion's head in half.

"Whew," he released a long breath, "fortunately to catch up ... hey, are you okay?"

"cough cough ... I, I probably ..."

However, after not listening to the other's answer, more snoring came after the wall. At the beginning, the interval can be heard, but after a few breaths, it is dense like a wave, and at the same time, it is also mixed with a dull bang. It seems that there is something giant that is crawling towards this side.

The two looked at each other, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

"Run, run away!" Simbad grabbed Rex who was still in a bun, turned and ran towards the hole.

After a while, the dazzling light blooms from the back, and the whole cave is illuminated brightly!

In this brighter glow, Simbad saw an amazingly large desert scorpion. It had the size of a dinner plate in its eyes, and the carapace was rough and thick like a reef. These characteristics clearly show the identity of the visitor. It is one of the Three Gods sacrifice in the rumor, iron shell giant scorpion who dominates the earth!

Under the pressure of its huge body, the wall made of steles became incandescent and translucent, and even shook people's eyes.

So that's it.

Simbad finally understood why there is no light in the cave, and the green grass can grow everywhere; and where the light that occasionally reveals in the sea cave comes from at night.

iron shell giant scorpion actually regards this as its own lair.