"What's going on? Why didn't this big man move?"

Puzzled, Roger looked at the chaotic canyon and was puzzled, and curiosity drove him to stop his return journey, "There's no reason, why did this big guy stop suddenly? Could it be food poisoning from eating sand......?"

With the faint light of the dim canopy, Roger retreated behind the boulder and peered into the jagged canyon floor in front of him.

On the black sand lice carcass that was covered all over the ground, the hideous appearance of the spiny sand crab kept its feeding posture and froze in place, the pitch-black shell made it look like a huge statue of pig iron pouring in the twilight, it hung on the crab crow in the middle of the ground and even had a handful of sand lice mixed with gravel, as if someone pressed the pause button for a moment, so that its movements came to an abrupt halt.

A few sand lice that had just survived swayed and swirled against the thorny sand crabs, but instead of the scorching sting, there was a muffled echo that sounded like hitting a cavity.

After observing for a while, the cautious Roger leaned out from behind the rock, casually rubbed a small fireball technique and threw it tentatively at the frozen thorn crab, and then immediately shrank his body in.

With a muffled thud behind him, a small condensed flame bloomed on the hard carapace of the spiny sand crab that did not dodge, and a puff of orange-red flames suddenly expanded, shining in the night for a fleeting fire.

When the flames were extinguished and Roger leaned out again to observe, he found that the fireball technique had only left radial scorched black marks on the sand crab's carapace, and had not caused any actual damage to the sand crab at all.

"It really doesn't look like it's happening..... But it's a really hard shell. After waiting for a while, Roger saw that the attacked thorny sand crab was completely unresponsive, and suddenly became bolder, and ran out of the hiding stone with a puff of smoke, and walked quickly to the stiff and huge figure at the bottom of the canyon.

The crunch of Caracalla's crunch sounded when old leather boots trampled on the ground with sand lice, scorched by a scorching halo. Carefully guarded, Roger finally came to the front of the thorny sand crab without any danger, and observed such a hideous creature up close, Roger sincerely sighed at the miracle of creation.

"This thorny sand crab is really a big man. Roger muttered as he stood in the shadows beneath the thorny sand crab, its eight arthropods thrusting into the ground like thick pillars of stone, supporting its massive size of a small two-story building, its hard carapace covered with hideous spikes, and just standing here was a wave of scorching heat.

The existence of such creatures completely subverted Roger's understanding of biological evolution at first, but after living in this world full of fantasy creatures for so long, Roger has long been unable to bother with this problem.

With some emotion, Roger pulled out a broken short-bladed dagger from under his waist, looking like he wanted to do something to the thorny crab.

Speaking of which, the broken-looking dagger had been obtained from Tom the Mouse, and it had paid a price that made Roger quite painful.

According to Tom's profiteer, the dagger called the 'Silver Vulture' originated from the hands of the Pan-Continent Source Elves, who have long since disappeared into history, but their magical creations have occasionally appeared on the continent.

Due to the fact that the magic system used by the Source Elves is different from the current magic theory of human mages, they add the magic that nature gives them to the forging of equipment, and it is difficult to replicate these magical equipment with current technology.

Even this dagger made in the ancient twilight era, the wind and frost of the years have not affected the sharp short blade, after Roger's test, the general alloy will be easily pierced by it, Roger guessed, even the special magic alloy that the Aujin Empire was proud of back then is difficult to take advantage of in the collision of blades, although Tom made up a tragic epic for it, but in fact, this is just the most ordinary magic creation of the elves back then.

Roger couldn't imagine how powerful the Source Elves of the Twilight Age were, and what kind of power made the glorious Elves of the Twilight Age dissipate, and let the Source Elves transform into Night Elves, Gray Elves and other subspecies of Elves, losing the almost bug-like natural power of the Source Elves.

These have long been meaningless, the glorious twilight age of the elves has been buried in the long river of history, and Roger is more interested in how to fill his belly than those obscure and vague history.

"Sa~"

Touching the rough shell of the sand crab, Roger held the dagger with his backhand and swung it down, and easily pierced the hard carapace like butter, and then the sand crab finally had a trembling reaction, but it was only a little shaking.

Feeling the strange feeling of the dagger passing through the air, Roger had a guess in his heart, "Empty? Could it be that this spiny sand crab is molting?"

As if in response to Roger's speculation, a small cracking sound sounded, and small cracks began to appear on the hard carapace of the spiny sand crab along the place where Roger had destroyed, and the cracks extended along the vertical and horizontal lines of the carapace itself, as if something was going to expand out of it in the next second.

Realizing that something was wrong, Roger pulled the dagger out of the arthropod of the thorny sand crab, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and when he turned back, the carapace of the thorny sand crab broke and stopped.

"It doesn't seem to be the same as the crab I know...... "Roger thought with his chin in his hands, "but then again, I've never heard of an adult spiny sand crab molting again, and judging by the fact that each molt will increase their strength, I'm afraid it will approach the strength of the second order after molting."

Saying this, annoying the suspected second-order demonic beast did not let Roger escape, he instead tightened the placket of his clothes that affected the battle, and his black eyes stared intently at the thorny sand crab that seemed to be about to finish molting.

"However, no matter what, the crab that has just finished molting is always when it is the weakest, and the flesh of the second-order demonic beast, tsk, just thinking about it makes people's appetite move. ”

The long-lost fighting skills were awakened from the depths of memory, and Roger, dressed in black, bowed down and looked up at the huge spiny sand crab.

"Come on, be my supper!"

With a soft whistle in the silent night, Roger's right foot slammed into the ground, leaving deep footprints on the sand. The magic symbolizing the wind propelled Roger's entire body out like an arrow from a string, targeting the thorny sand crab that was still shedding its shell.

The bright silver dagger crossed an arc in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the speeding Roger jumped up, easily dodging the hideous thorns on the carapace, he jumped directly above the thorny sand crab, the broken dagger in his hand shone with dazzling light, and was swiftly swung down by Roger with the momentum of the fall, and slammed into the area between the eyes of the thorny sand crab, where its nerve center was located.

"Click"

Roger held the dagger in one hand and was about to make the next move, the breath of fire had filled the surrounding space, at this moment, the already frozen thorny sand crab was in pain, trembling fiercely, almost in the blink of an eye, its carapace cracked inch by inch, and in the next second, a black shadow attacked Roger at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The vigilant Roger spotted the black shadow behind him at the same time, and before he could pull out the dagger embedded in the carapace, he dodged towards the other side of the black shadow's attack, and the black shadow collided with the already somewhat cracked carapace, stirring up dazzling sparks.

"Damn, there is also a cavity under this carapace here, and it failed to pierce its nerve center this time, could it be that it is floating in the old crab shell?"

Only then did Roger see the true face of the black shadow, which was a crab crow poking out of the cracked crab shell, and the crab crow, which was obviously one size smaller, was depicted with black and yellow textures, exuding a dull luster in the night.

One blow failed, and the crab that poked out slowly retracted, and then the thorny sand crab trembled more violently, and the cracked carapace fell down one by one, and between the gaps that were vacated, a demonic beast breath that was very different from before hit him head-on, and Roger, who was locked by the qi machine, clearly felt that even the air around him became viscous.

"Ha, it's good. Roger, who was joking, was not idle, as we all know, standing and watching the boss transform is the stupidest behavior.

The magic elements in Roger's body were mobilized, which made Roger's whole body shrouded in a layer of red light, in this desert of magic elements, any magic effects that need to resonate with the natural elements will be greatly reduced, and Roger can only mobilize his own magic elements.

The construction of the magic model was completed in only a split second, and the condensed fire was compressed into a fireball the size of a human head, and the power of this fireball, which concentrated one-third of Roger's magic power reserves, must be no less powerful than ordinary second-level spells.

"Come on, dinner, try this!"

The fireball glowing white broke away from Roger's fingertips, and the air twisted slightly wherever it slashed, and the seemingly slow fireball finally landed on the stiff spiny crab.

The moment the two came into contact, the furious flames expanded and burst at a more rapid rhythm than the previous temptation, roaring and converging into a wave of heat that swept around them, and the flames that burst into the sky combined with a piercing roar lit up half of the night sky in an instant.

In the crimson flames, the giant figure of the thorny sand crab tore and writhed, and finally gradually stopped trembling, and then because of the loss of support, its huge body disintegrated, and in a moment, only a charred wreckage remained at the narrow valley floor, exuding a disgusting smell of burnt, and it seemed that it was useless for Roger to make it for dinner, unless he was interested in charred sashimi.

"What a waste of time. Relaxed Roger let out a long sigh of relief, looked very depressed and kicked the wreckage that had broken to the soles of his feet, and turned to leave.

"Huh~"

At the moment when Roger turned around, the ground that should have been charred into ashes suddenly rose up under the wreckage that had been scorched and cracked by the flames, and then a swift black shadow broke through the ground, and the target was Roger, who seemed to leave defenselessly.

Just when the black shadow thought that he was about to succeed, a smile crossed the corner of Roger's mouth with his back to him, and Roger, who should have been torn in half in the dark shadow's imagination, deftly dodged as if he had eyes on his back, and took advantage of the situation to rub a normal-sized fireball spell on the black shadow's face.

"Ha, in the end, I still can't stand the loneliness and rush out, my lovely dinner. Looking at the small No. 1 Thorn Sand Crab that had been blackened by the Fireball Technique, Roger said with a happy face.