A few stones were thrown, the force was amazing, after a few muffled sounds, most of the places hit, the salamanders were scattered in all directions, only one place, even if the salamander was cut into two parts, there was no intention to dodge.

Be there! It's the lotus-like base!

More and more salamanders began to gather there, from the vicinity of the hemospores, in a long line, what is this? It's like a fuse for explosives, they want to lure the blood spores to the base!

I subconsciously grabbed Baili, according to his temper, if I hadn't dragged him, he would have pounced. It's not that I'm not interested in what is hidden in the pedestal, it's that it's too dangerous, he's just escaped, so why risk it for something that doesn't know the value at all?

As if crazy, the salamander kept coming up, seemingly consciously acting and more like instinctively protecting something. Strange, I didn't do anything at all just now, how did I make these salamanders feel in crisis? Was it just because I found this Black Rock statue?

"Don't go, it's too dangerous." I tried to pull Baili back, trying not to be quiet, not to cause the entanglement of those salamanders, the attack just now has attracted their attention, in order not to make a big deal of it, it is better to retreat early.

Baili sighed, a little dissatisfied, and asked me: "Are you going?" ”

"None of us are going." Shaking off the salamander that had crawled into his hand, he glanced at the hemospore mass on the black rock statue again, which was even bigger, almost expanding in a crazy posture, and nearly half of the black rock statue was wrapped in blood spores, "There's no need to risk death for irrelevant things." ”

He didn't listen to me in the end. As soon as he pushed my hand away, he hunched over and touched the rock statue, even though the voice was soft and the movement was small, and one person caught the attention of the salamander. The salamanders gathered even more frantically, and the salamanders that kept coming up from behind surrounded the base three layers inside and three layers outside, and it was completely impossible to see the original appearance of the rock statue.

Countless salamanders piled together, constantly squeezing and wriggling with each other, like a pair of dirty maggots, entangled. If someone present has a phobia of intensity. Seeing this scene, I may be nauseous and unable to eat for several days.

Baili adopted the previous tactic, using stones as weapons and ejecting them. Although a lot of salamanders were seriously injured. But every time it is truncated. There will be new ones to fill in, just like a ghost with super self-healing ability, over and over again. It's endless, and it's just a waste of time.

If you can light a fire now, not to mention salamanders, even blood spores can be burned clean, but unfortunately after being entangled underwater for so long, the fire has already been soaked and unusable.

I saw a sword slash down for a hundred miles, and a large crack immediately appeared in the salamander group, like a hideous scar on the rock statue, but soon, the "scar" healed again, although there were also scars on the base, but it was covered by the salamander's body, and it was completely impossible to touch, let alone find something from inside.

The salamander army still has no intention of ending, and a steady stream of salamanders is pouring out of the exit of the waterhole, oh my God, how many salamanders are there?! What is the mystery man going to hide in such a place and arranging such a "mechanism"?!

I didn't have much interest in using my life to spy on that secret, I understand, not everything has to be understood, life is complete, I have experienced so many lives and deaths, several times one foot has been probed into the Hades Palace, and I have been forced back to the world, I understand, nothing is more precious than everyone alive.

Baili was surrounded by a group of salamanders, holding a sword in his left hand, and he had no intention of turning back. Without saying anything more, he just crawled over and pulled away the four or five salamanders that had landed on his shoulder.

I can willfully drag them into the water for what I want to pursue, and what position do I have to blame Baili for clinging to a "treasure" that I don't know what it is?

The body surface of the salamander is sticky and smooth, and the tail can secrete mucous liquid, and with the previous experience, I know the strength of this sticky force very well. I went over, reached out and tried to pull the salamanders apart, and felt through their wriggling tracks to find the secret of the stone seat.

But the reality is that these salamanders have already secreted liquid, which binds each other tightly together, and I thought they were squirming, but in fact, they were actually slapping each other with their tails to use the mucus.

This group of things is so smart, and they are so sacrificial, even if the whole army is wiped out and swallowed up by blood spores, they still have to protect the things in the stone seat.

No wonder, Baili had to carry such a heavy sword to split them just now.

Don't dare to make too much noise, especially as we are getting closer and closer to the hemospores, two-thirds of the black rock statue has been eroded by the hemospores.

I just glanced at Baili, pointed to the stone seat blocked by the salamander's body, and on my own, at most a small "crack" was drawn, and before I had time to react, it was filled by the salamander behind me, and I didn't have time to make a move.

Baili was stunned for a moment, then understood what I meant, nodded, and really embarrassed him, there was no language prompt, and he could understand what I was going to do. It seems that if you still have to encounter such a thing as a blood spor, you have to learn some sign language.

Squatted down, moved half a step back, and gave Baili a place.

The number of salamanders is still skyrocketing, and the hemospores are rapidly multiplying and spreading as soon as they rely on the flesh and blood of the salamanders, which are accelerating towards our position.

I saw Baili raise his long sword and slash towards the position of the stone seat. Success or failure is in this move, and the force must be controlled just right, not only to split the body of the salamander that is glued together, but also to ensure that it does not make too much noise and disturb the blood spores.

Between me and him, only he can be sure.

With a sword slash, because of its proximity, and because it was so quiet, there was nothing but the sound of water drops and the grinding of salamanders as they wriggled against each other, and I even heard the small cracking sound of the salamander's body.

As soon as the salamanders in the back filled in, I immediately put my hands into the crack, and as soon as I put them in, my arms were surrounded by salamanders again, and they quickly wriggled and tightened, trying to clamp my arms and prevent me from making any small movements in them.

These guys ......! Fuck！

All that left was his finger to move and gently caress over the stone seat. Is it because of the salamanders crawling? This is smooth and delicate to the touch, not at all the roughness of the rock in the impression, but more like caressing on the best nephrite.

Baili just glanced at me, nodded, jumped up, held the sword in his left hand, and with a wave of the two swords, many salamander stumps fell. He did this to temporarily stop the spread of blood spores, like cutting a safety belt in a burning forest. The movements are unambiguous and fluid, as if you were born left-handed. (To be continued......)