Under the bright moonlight, swarms of ugly sand spiders converged into an earthy yellow torrent, surging up one after another.

These humble insects, after they have enough numbers, have a momentum like a raging tide formed after the sea water rushes into a narrow river channel and washes up countless amounts of sediment, carrying a suffocating deterrent power!

If the sand spiders are coming, then the mountain fort and the tiger spirit that are fighting endlessly are the embankment on the riverbank! There is no roar, no scream, there are only silent warriors waiting for battle! Their courage is more blazing than the sun, and their eyes are firmer than the earth!

The angry waves crashed on the shore and rolled up a thousand piles of snow.

The knife is up and down, and it turns the monster into a pile of stumps and broken arms, efficient and concise. Any martial arts are useless in this situation, as repeated slashes can tear their fragile shells apart along with their flesh.

Richard was disgusted at first, bothering to avoid splashing sand spider bodily fluids, but quickly gave up on this boring behavior. Under his wide open and closing slash, the turquoise liquid was scattered everywhere, almost like the next sticky rain, and no one would inevitably be muddled.

To make matters worse, as time passes, more and more sand spiders are killed, and bodily fluids fall to the ground and begin to accumulate and flow around. Both the warriors of the Alpine Fort and the Tiger Spirit Tribe soon noticed that their feet were becoming denser and more slippery. The rough rocky ground is as unscathable as ice!

Under the almost demanding intervention of the lord, the equipment design of the Alpine Fort is to run wild on the boutique route, and the concept is very advanced compared to the mainstream of the mainland. Therefore, even the accessories that are not valued in the tradition such as armor boots are made with extra care, with a certain anti-slip function, barely enough to support the owner's body stability, and continue to chop and chop the sand spiders indiscriminately.

But the tiger spirits were unlucky, they were still in the tribal era, and they obviously didn't have the conditions to think too much, and they were generally barefoot or at most wore a pair of wooden shoes.

Neither bare feet nor wooden shoes can grasp the slime-covered masonry floor, and if you are not careful, you will slip.

In normal times, this is just the least trivial thing worth mentioning. But now, once you fall, you often never get back up again. The surging spiders will open their mouths and can't wait to plunge their sharp fangs into the flesh!

They can actually suck blood, and several of them pounce together, and in the blink of an eye, they can drain the blood of a tiger spirit!

No matter how brave they are, absolutely no one can easily bear such pain and horror, and the terrible screams erupt violently, and they quickly deplete as life passes, making people shudder!

"Damn!" Richard turned on the surge of radiance, relying on the extremely fierce sword momentum, a steel sword almost turned invisible in the moonlight, stabbing, splitting, pointing, picking, wiping, sharp and accurate, with his own strength, the sand spider wave out of half a gap!

The blade drooped, and the turquoise slime pooled and dripped on the sharp edge, leaving not a single stain on the high-quality weapon that had been tempered for thousands of years.

The broken arthropods and the sky are flying around, and the system experience tips that pop up in an instant are dazzling, and I don't know how many sand spiders have died!

If it is a human army, it will lose so many robes in a short period of time, how can it be stopped for a while, and the morale will be rectified before it is possible to continue the attack.

But the monsters obviously don't have the concept of morale, the gap only lasted for a short moment, and more sand spiders immediately filled it, and even couldn't wait to crawl over the bodies of their kind, just to be able to attack or be attacked by the target as soon as possible!

Draw the knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more. There was only one sentence in Richard's mind that kept repeating itself.

He used to think that the sand spiders were so weak, and the tiger spirits who lacked equipment would treat them as dishes, and it was not easy to catch them when they changed to the mountain fort, and they wanted to clean up as much as they wanted.

Now it has been taught a solid lesson - if enough ants can bite an elephant to death, if a thousand drops of water can pierce through stones. Then, even if a lowly monster like the Sand Spider crosses a certain number limit, it will become a very difficult opponent.

"How did you guys keep it before, and if you have any tricks, use it quickly!" Richard was manic.

Although the shell of the sand spider is very fragile, its strength is not small, and when it hits the armor, even if it can't break through the defense for a while, the clanging also makes people upset.

Senid's chest rose and fell violently, and his heavy wheezing seemed to be pulling the bellows: "Before...... There has never been so much before. ”

"Damn!" Richard swung his sword fiercely, and neatly cut a sand spider in half from the middle.

Even if they are the top warriors of the High Mountain Castle, it is impossible for everyone to have their lord's ability to "have a steel sword in hand today, when will you have to bind the dragon". At the current rate, we will kill all the sand spiders, and I am afraid that we will really have to fight until tomorrow morning.

It would be nice if the Sky and Thunder Rings could still be used, and it would not be too appropriate to control the Thunder with that single hand, and clean up these crappy monsters!, but unfortunately, the last time it was overused in Winterfell, it directly caused the ring to enter a year-long cooldown period, and now it has only been two months.

"Chichu!" the little Chiqiu jumped to his feet on Richard's shoulder.

The black fur and flesh surged violently together! The bones quickly expanded in all directions like a blow! The claws and teeth became sharp! The eyes began to become bloodshot! In an instant, it turned into a black giant beast with wings on its back and horns, hovering in mid-air, and its wings fluttered and fanned a wave of air, surging like a hurricane!

According to Richard's original plan, although Qiqiu did not possess the elemental power that could be used to clear the field after his transformation, he was good enough as a melee combat unit to make it transform in the hope of sharing the pressure.

Unexpectedly, although the Sky and the Ring of Thunder were still in the cooling for the time being, Qiqiu still played a key role in turning the tide of the battle-

Countless sand spiders pushed their bodies together and were rushing towards the combined defense line formed by the mountain fort and the tiger spirit at the fastest speed. They were slaughtered on a spree-curry - swords and axes were constantly falling, stumps and green bodily fluids were splashing together, and the sight was unbearable, but occasionally they were able to succeed - and every now and then a sand spider would suck up the blood, and quickly retreat away from the Shura field, returning to the outside of the stone wall and disappearing.

They don't seem to have the concept of exhaustion, and each sand spider is constantly attacking, struggling, and sucking for a moment. Even they showed no mercy to each other, brutally stabbing their companions with their arthropods, just to make themselves pounce on their targets as soon as possible.

All chaos is like fire,

But suddenly, it was as if someone had pressed the pause switch, and all the sand spiders came to a standstill. They raised their heads at the same time, and countless eyes converged in one place.

It was the newly transformed Qiqiu, stretching its pitch-black demon wings!