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Chapter 1125:Nest

"I think... we should go."After a moment of silence, Sindhard muttered.

This place is revealed everywhere, and the longer it stays, the more depressed it becomes, even if it is at the bottom of the sea, it is not so uncomfortable.

Whether it is the soft light under the feet, or the oil lamp in the hand, it can only illuminate the range of more than ten steps around, and the farther away is a dark one - in Sinbadi's eyes, this light not only does not bring comfort, but is a dangerous omen.This means that they are completely exposed to the light, but they are ignorant of the threat in the dark.

In fact, until now, neither of them had seen the real boundary of the cave.

“Going?”Rex’s voice quivered slightly, “What are you talking about... I swear it’s a wonder that’s definitely a wonder that the Thunder Lord hasn’t seen.”The ancient relics?No, it's a monument!"

"The ruins will not move, they can come back later," said Sinbadi, racking his brains, "your assistants, and the strange things will be waiting for your good news outside."

When it comes to the strange things, Rex suddenly calmed down a lot, "you, you are right, I should bring this good news back first, and share it with everyone."

“Get out of here.”

"Wait... wait, it's hard to get here, you can't go back empty-handed."He took a dagger out of his pocket and chided a stone tablet, “Don’t worry, it won’t take long.”You also put something in your pocket, at least as proof that we have found something."

In desperation, Sin Badi had to do it, after all, the other party is essentially his employer, since the work of the 20 golden dragons, naturally have to bear the corresponding risks.

Perhaps it just looked strange here, he consoled himself from the bottom of his heart, and it was dark around, but it was also possible that there was nothing.

“Damn, rub, rub—”

Every time Rex waved a knife, it would make a golden chorus, which was particularly harsh in the silent cave.

Simbadi also noted that whenever the dagger cut into the monument, the light that bloomed at the contact point would be much brighter, even to the point of dazzling.

He shook his head and drew his attention back.

At this time, Simbadi was really not in the mood to use his strength on cutting stone tablets, and some strange stone tools were scattered in the cluttered walls, which were probably tools left by the porter, but with the passage of time, they decayed into the present appearance.He picked up a few pieces and put them in his pocket, so that he completed the task of the other party.

“Damn, rub, rub—”

The fjord man still focused on chising the inscription, and he already had five or six pieces of broken nails in his hand.

“Well, that’s almost enough...” Simbadi was about to urge him again when he suddenly caught a tone of incongruity in his ear.

The same is the sound of rub, rub, rub, but more finely broken, as if there are several Rexs in the chimeric...

Is this an...echo?

No!He realized that the position of the two had not changed, how could there be no sound before, but now there is suddenly an echo?

“The Rex.”

"Good morning, this is the last piece."

“You stop first...”

“Give me another half a minute—”

“Stop for me!”He almost screamed.

Rex couldn't help but stop, the dagger was frozen in mid-air, and the glaring collision suddenly stopped.

But the grisly rubbing still remained, and it was as if it were approaching them.

Rex also noticed something bad, and as he shoved the stone into his pocket, looking to the right and, “What is that?”

In the distance, the white light suddenly alternated.

In the light of the light, Sinbad saw the comer, a desert scorpion who was a fully grown man.Its pliers are the size of the arm, the raised tail crochet is almost waist-high, and the tip of the green needle is undoubtedly filled with poison juice, once it is pierced, there is no antidote to support up to half an hour.

Damn, it must have been the sound of the blow that had shocked it!He put his scalp around his chest, "Slowly back, your eyes do not leave the scorpion."

For the outstanding Mogin samurai, desert scorpions are not a difficult opponent, their intelligence is low, the speed is not fast, the poison needle is not only the most threatening means of attack, but also its weakness, as long as the empty one, the sharp waist knife can be the tail hook one knife.

The problem is that he is not a great samurai in any way.

Despite training from an early age, he has never participated in joint hunting or actually battle desert scorpions.

I can only try it.

When Rex was completely hidden behind him, he whispered, "Now look down, don't move anything, whatever happens."

“I... I know.”

After receiving the reply, Simbadi also leaned over.

At the moment when the eyes were out of touch, the desert scorpion launched an attack - although it could not be seen, the rushing of rubbing showed that the other party was rushing towards him.

This is the habit of desert scorpions, preferring to look for opportunities in confrontation, and once it is found that the prey body has a scattered eye, it will immediately attack.

Calmly!

Simbadi slightly bent down, put the knife on the left, the right hand gently put the handle, this is the sand people pull the starting style - seemingly did not face the enemy, but the right side of the body, are within the cutting range of the blade!

When the scorpion's crawling sound almost sounded in his ear, he jerked a step, and then pulled out his knife!

A light flashed.

Before returning to the line of sight, there was already a weak resistance in his hand.

It was the blade that crossed the hollow reed-like touch.

With a crisp sound, the tail hooks of desert scorpions pierced into the stone tablets have been split in two.

Simbadi turned the blade and inserted it directly into the crevice behind the scorpion head.

The target shook the lower foot feebs and quickly collapsed.

"Wonderful ..." Rex said in a sigh of relief, "deserved to hunt for the life of the Mojinsha people..."

“Not finished yet!”Simbadi interrupted, “The sound didn’t seem like a desert scorpion!”Where is it?Where does the enemy come from?He was alert to look back and forth - here are full of stone monuments, no matter from which direction to come, there should be light!

There was only darkness around.

Except the top.

Damn!He suddenly realized his negligence, and the soft light that lit up in the darkness was more eye-catching than anything, but for the place that had been illuminated, the new light was easily overlooked.

Just as Simbadi looked up, a shadow had jumped.

The target is the fjord man behind him!

In a hurry, the only thing he could do was get back and kick Rex out.

The desert scorpion almost wiped the latter’s body.

With the instinct of many years of training, Sinbadi did not look at it, cut off the scorpion in half.

“Also,” he said, “it’s good to catch up... hey, are you okay?”

“Cough, me, I probably...”

However, without listening to each other's answers, there were more rubbing voices after the wall.At first, you can hear the interval, but after counting the breath, it is as dense as a wave, and at the same time it is mixed with a dull roar, it seems that there is a huge object climbing towards this side.

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

“Run, run!”Simbady grabbed Rex, who was still standing, turned and ran to the hole.

A moment later, the dazzling light bloomed from behind, reflecting the whole hole to the light!

In this ever-bright glow, Sinbadi saw a desert scorpion that was surprisingly large, with a plate in its eyes, and the carapace was as thick as a reef.These characteristics undoubtedly indicate the identity of the comer - that is one of the sacrificial offerings of the three gods in the rumored way, the iron-furt giant scorpion that dominates the earth!

Under the oppression of its huge body, the walls made of stone tablets became incandescent, and even people could not open their eyes.

That's it.

Simbadi finally understood why there was no light in the cave, and the green grass could grow everywhere; and where the occasional light revealed in the sea cave after night came from.

The iron-headed giant scorpion used it as its own nest.

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