"Speaking of which, this is the first time in my life that I have hunted a high-level demonic beast. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Looking at the seriously injured and dying traveler scorpion, Kester was full of emotion.

The battle just now was not without danger, his side lost the important combat power of Bai Yu at the beginning, and Kester himself was almost hit due to insufficient precautions. If it weren't for Silver Wing's efforts to turn the tide, I'm afraid he would have become a meal for the traveler scorpion. Originally, if it was replaced by another sixth, seventh, or even eighth-order warrior, I am afraid that it would not be able to help the huge traveler scorpion, after all, the defense of the scorpion armor is simply too against the sky. If Kester hadn't thought of a way to expand and shrink in a hurry, he would have had to think of saving Bai Yu and then leaving the supplies and fleeing with his tail between his legs.

The struggle of the Traveler Scorpion continued, and the vitality of the seventh-order demonic beast could not be summed up in two words: tenacity. After being so fatally injured, if it was a mid-level demonic beast, I am afraid it would not last for a minute, but the traveler scorpion lasted for nearly a stick of incense. But for now, the mighty Traveler Scorpion is also exhausted, and it is estimated that in a few moments, its vitality will be exhausted.

"Huh?" Bai Yu shook his head and got up from the ground. The venom of the traveler scorpion is not very toxic, and its main effect is that it can be called an anti-natural anesthetic. When the anesthetic effect gradually subsided, Bai Yu actually did not suffer any substantial damage.

"Come back, Bai Yu, it's all over." Kester stroked the head of Silver Wing on his left shoulder and beckoned to Bai Yu, who looked puzzled.

"Woohoo!" White Feather flew up and circled around the Traveler's Scorpion, stopping on Kester's right shoulder.

"What? Is there something in that pit that the traveler scorpion dug before? Kester turned his head to look at White Feather.

"Whew!" Bai Yu nodded very humanely.

"Then what are you waiting for, go and see!" As soon as he heard that there was loot, Kester was excited.

Jumping from the edge of the pit, Kester was shocked by the scene in the pit, not because there were many treasures in the pit, but because the loot inside was very special.

"Damn, how many monsters did this big guy eat?!" Looking at the corpse of a demonic beast, Kester was shocked. Thinking that he had almost become one of them just now, Kester couldn't help but be a little afraid. He would rather be blasted to slag by magic than become a strange dried corpse and become a "collector's item" of the traveler's scorpion.

Kester glanced around cursoryly, and after confirming that these sixty or seventy demonic beasts were only the seventh order at the highest, he felt regretful. There is no doubt that their magic cores must have been digested by the saliva of the traveler scorpion. I don't know how long the bones or teeth of these monsters have been on display, and it is difficult to guarantee the quality of these monsters when used to forge weapons or armor. As a result, the pile of dried corpses is of little use other than a small amount of "ornamental value".

Of course, there was certainly more to the huge crater than just dried corpses, Kester had also found the object of his trip, the shell of an ironback beetle. There was a large pile of insect shells the size of a basin, and Kester counted them slightly, and there were about thirty of them. Kester didn't want to waste so many shells, before in the Ivory Mercenary Regiment, he had heard Xiao Lei say that the shell of the ironback beetle could be used to make a very practical small round shield, which was one of the favorite armor of mid-level light warriors. Light warriors don't have armor like heavy warriors, and they have a small round shield to use, which is almost equivalent to an extra life for them in many cases!

In order to pack the pile of insect shells, Kester had to go back and find a piece of the skin of a monster's dried corpse and wrap them up. Truth be told, if it weren't for the fact that the traveler's scorpion's huge mouthparts had bitten a hole in each of the dried corpses, these hides would have been good material. But with these holes, their value is greatly reduced.

To Kester's disappointment, after harvesting the shells, nothing else of value could be found in the pit. Think about the stories passed down from the bard's mouth, which protagonist didn't gain a lot in the nest of the monster? Compared to them, Kester is simply inferior. However, he thought about it, after all, the Traveler Scorpion was just an ordinary seventh-order demonic beast, not a giant dragon, what treasures could it have in its lair? Thinking so, Kester was also relieved.

Although he didn't find anything else, Kester still pried off the two huge front teeth of the only seventh-order demonic beast in the dry corpse, the sawtooth wurm, in the spirit of not wasting it. He patted the pack of insect shells behind him, stepped on the back of the white feather and flew out of the traveler's scorpion's lair. Outside, there's a huge prey.

The traveler scorpion was already dying, and it was indeed painful to die, its whole body was densely covered with broken wounds from the scorpion armor, and brown blood flowed all over the ground. Kester jumped off the back of the white feather and landed on the head of the scorpion corpse, where the core of ordinary scorpion monsters was located.

"Hey, it's a pity, the traveler scorpion struggled for too long after being mortally wounded, and the energy of the demon core was drained by it." Kester looked at the fist-sized core with regret. A high-quality seventh-order magic core was originally worth fifty or sixty gold coins, and if you meet a buyer in demand, it is not impossible to sell it for an amethyst coin for a price. However, the quality of the magic core with depleted magic power will be greatly reduced, and the value of the magic core in Kester's hand is not as good as before, according to Kester's optimistic estimate, it is already good to be worth five hundred silver coins, which is only less than one-tenth of the standard price.

"This big guy doesn't seem to have any other useful parts, right?" Kester stood on the back of the traveler's scorpion and glanced at it, shaking his head.

Just as Kester was about to jump off the scorpion's back and call the white feather silver wings to leave, the venom frozen into icicles attracted his attention: "This scorpion venom is a good thing to use well, but unfortunately the venom that has been sprayed out will be invalid after a while, if I have a tail needle... Right! Tail pin! Kester's heart moved, there should still be residual venom in the tail needle, and the tail needle itself was used to preserve the scorpion venom, and he was not afraid that it would expire.

As soon as he thought of it, Kester wrapped the scorpion's tail with a silver whip. The previous damage had already shattered Scorpiontail's shell, and Kester had to remove the tail pin with little effort. He carefully dug out the almost drained sac from the tail needle and hung it neatly around his waist so that it wouldn't break. Although Kester knew that the poison sacs of scorpion monsters were very strong, it was always a good idea to be careful.

"Harvest is over, White Feather Silver Wing, let's go!" Kester finished all of this and jumped off the back of the traveler's scorpion.

"Woohoo!" "Woohoo!"

"Yes, yes, the next step is Silver Wing's exploration, and Bai Yu is carrying his luggage."

"Whew!"