Release that Witch - Chapter 1150

[Chapter 1124 The Lair]

“I think… we should go.” After a long silence, Simbady murmured.

This place is full of weirdness, and the longer you stay, the more depressed you feel. Even if you are in the bottom of the sea, you have never felt so uncomfortable.

Whether it’s 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, while there is darkness farther away-in Simbady’s eyes, this light not only does not bring comfort , but a sign of danger.

This means they are fully exposed to the light, yet unaware of the threats in the dark.

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

“Let’s go?” Rex’s voice trembled slightly, “What are you talking about…I dare to swear, this is absolutely a wonder that Lord Lei Ting has never seen before. An ancient relic? No…it is simply a relic !”

“The ruins won’t be moved, so you can come back later,” Simbady racked his brains to persuade, “Your assistant, and the Council of Wonders…are waiting for your good news outside.”

As soon as the meeting of strange objects was mentioned, Rexton calmed down a lot, “You, you are right, I should take this good news home first, and share it with everyone.”

“Then hurry up and move.”

“Wait… wait, I finally got here, and I can’t go back empty-handed.” He took out a dagger from his pocket and chiseled a stone tablet, “Don’t worry, it won’t take long. You put it in your pocket too.” Something, at least as proof that we’ve actually found something.”

In desperation, Simbady had no choice but to do so. After all, the other party was his employer in essence. Since he took over the job of twenty golden dragons, he naturally had to bear the corresponding risk.

Maybe it just looks weird here, he comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, the surrounding area was a little darker, but there might be nothing.

“Rub, rub, rub-”

Every time Rex swung his knife, there would be a buzzing sound like a metal strike, which was especially harsh in the silent cave.

Simbady also noticed that whenever the dagger cut into the stele, the light from the contact point would be much brighter, even to the point of dazzling.

He shook his head, bringing his attention back.

At this time, Simbady is really not in the mood to use his strength to cut the stele. There are still some strange stone tools scattered in the chaotic pile of walls. They are probably the tools left by the porters. Corrupted into what it is now.

He randomly picked a few pieces and stuffed them into his pocket. In this way, he had completed the task assigned by the other party.

“Rub, rub, rub-”

The fjord man is still concentrating on chiseling the body of the stele, and he already has five or six pieces of broken stone the size of fingernails.

“Hey, that’s enough…” Simbady was about to urge him again, when he suddenly heard an uncoordinated tone.

It’s the same sound of rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, but it’s more fragmented, as if several Rex were chiseling a monument…

Is this… an echo?

wrong!

He realized that the positions of the two of them hadn’t changed. How could there be no sound before, but now there was an echo suddenly?

“Rex.”

“Right away, this is the last piece.”

“You stop first…”

“Give me another quarter of an hour—”

“Stop!” He almost growled.

Rex couldn’t help being stunned, the dagger froze in mid-air, and the harsh collision sound stopped abruptly.

But the crackling sound still exists, and it seems to be approaching them.

This time Rex also noticed something wrong, he stuffed the stone into his pocket, looked left and right and asked, “What is that?”

During the questioning, white lights suddenly lit up alternately in the distance.

Under the reflection of the light, Simbady saw the person who came – a fully grown desert scorpion.

Its pincers are about the size of an arm, and the crochet hook at the raised end is almost waist-high. The green needle tip is undoubtedly filled with poisonous juice. Once it is stabbed, it can last for at most half a quarter of an hour without an antidote.

Damn it, the gouging sound must have alarmed it!

He braced himself and put the saber on his chest, “Stand back slowly, and keep your eyes on the scorpion.”

For the outstanding Mojin warriors, the desert scorpion is not a difficult opponent. Their intelligence is low and their speed is not fast. The poisonous needle is not only the most threatening means of attack, but also their weakness. A waist knife can cut the tail hook in two.

The problem was that he was by no means an outstanding warrior.

Although he has received relevant training since he was a child, he has neither participated in joint hunting, nor has he actually fought desert scorpions.

Just had to give it a try.

When Rex was completely hidden behind him, he said softly, “Look down now, no matter what happens, don’t move.”

“I… I see.”

After getting the answer, Simbady also turned sideways.

The moment the eyes broke away from contact, the Desert Scorpion launched an attack—although it could not be seen, the rapid rubbing sound indicated that the opponent was rushing towards him quickly.

This is the desert scorpion’s habit, it likes to look for opportunities in confrontation, once it finds that the prey has a flaw in distraction, it will attack immediately.

calm!

Simbady bent down slightly, put the knife on the left side, and lightly held the handle with his right hand. This is exactly the way Shamin draws the knife – it seems that he is not facing the enemy, but the entire area on the right side of his body, All within the cutting range of the blade!

When the sand scorpion’s crawling sound almost rang next to his ears, he took a sudden sideways step, and then drew his saber to strike!

A faint light flashed.

Before returning to the normal line of sight, a weak resistance came from his hand.

It was the feel of a blade cutting through a hollow reed.

With a crisp sound, the tail hook of the desert scorpion pierced into the stone tablet has been split into two.

Simbady turned the blade and inserted it directly into the gap in the carapace behind the scorpion’s head.

The target weakly swayed his secondary foot, and soon went limp.

“Excellent…” Rex breathed a sigh of relief, “As expected of Mo Jinsha people who make a living from hunting…”

“It’s not over yet!” Simbady interrupted, “The sound just now doesn’t sound like a desert scorpion!” Where is it?

Where will enemies appear from?

He looked back and forth vigilantly – there are stone tablets all over the place, no matter which direction you come from, there should be light!

But there was only darkness all around.

Except for the top of the head.

hell!

He suddenly realized his negligence, the soft light that lit up in the dark is more eye-catching than anything else, but for places that have already been illuminated, the newly appeared light is easy to ignore.

Just as Simbady raised his head, a black shadow had already pounced down.

The target is the fjord people behind him!

In a hurry, the only thing he could do was turn around and kick Rex away.

The desert scorpion almost landed on the latter’s body.

Relying on the instincts he had trained for many years, Simbady cut off the scorpion’s head without even looking at it.

“Huh,” he let out a long breath, “Fortunately, I caught up… Hey, are you okay?”

“Ahem… I, I probably…”

However, before listening to the other party’s answer, more rubbing sounds came from behind the wall.

At the beginning, the distance could be heard, but after a few breaths, it became dense like a wave, and at the same time, there was a dull bang, as if some huge monster was crawling towards this side.

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

“Run, run!” Simbady grabbed Rex who was still in a daze, turned around and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

A moment later, a dazzling light burst out from behind, illuminating the entire cave with bright lights!

In this increasingly bright light, Simbady saw a desert scorpion of astonishing size. Its eyes alone were the size of a dinner plate, and its carapace was rough and thick like a rock.

These characteristics undoubtedly indicated the identity of the comer—that was one of the sacrifices of the rumored three gods, the iron-clad giant scorpion that ruled the earth!

Under the pressure of its huge body, the wall made of stone monuments became incandescent and bright, to the point where people couldn’t keep their eyes open.

I see.

Simbady finally understands why there is no light in the cave, but green grass can grow everywhere; and where the occasional light in the sea cave comes from after nightfall.

The iron-clad giant scorpion actually regarded this place as his lair.

[End of this Chapter]