When Caesar left the half-dimensional space, Saro's was already waiting in place.

As an ancient golden dragon with endless knowledge and knowledge, it would be strange if he couldn't break free from the alien space in a short period of time, and it was to be expected that his way out of the half-plane would definitely be easier than Caesar's.

There was no communication between the two sides, Caesar raised his head, and the three-headed femme fatale had already appeared on the ridge where the crowd had stood before, and he looked around again, and these femme fatales had only come up from all sides in a short time - the only target of the people who left the half-plane alive, especially Caesar, who was not a low-key fellow, attracted these servants of the nine-headed serpent like a fire candle in the night.

Caesar could almost hear the Hydra screaming in his head with hatred, but he didn't think about it, the two sides would meet sooner or later, though there might be more servants and something like "Monet tokens" along the way.

"That's right."

Thinking of the derivation, Caesar raised his head and relaxed his cervical spine, reached out and pinched the back of his neck, and said to Sharo, "Just now, did you have a derivative over there?" ”

Sharo didn't ask what the token was, but shook his head directly: "No, we only encountered femme fatales, blighted beasts, and twisted and mutated predatory thorn flowers, and there were no monsters called derivatives. ”

Caesar replied, not continuing the conversation, and the three-headed femme fatale had already moved closer, with their inferior intelligence, half-standing up and making a threatening "hiss" sound to the crowd.

In a sense, these femme fatale minions were not puppets of the Hydra in the first place, but a separate species, only enslaved and distorted by some means, just like the Black Dragon did to some northern clans.

Sharo slashed the sword in his hand, and a golden light in the air made the monsters flinch slightly, but just as it was about to take this opportunity to say a few words to the adventurer next to it, the femme fatale squirmed and pounced on it with a low roar.

Look for death!

Sharo's anger came easily, he completed the 10-meter standing long jump with a slight leap, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, his upper body was already in the most standard attack stance.

The old trick is repeated, and it is a sweep.

The sword fell overhead.

Without the slightest mistake, the three-headed femme fatale was beheaded by the same sword.

Caesar glanced twice, in the use of humanoid disguise to fight, he is indeed far from the golden dragon, this level is judged by the standard of human swordsmanship, Sharo's memory is not said to be pure, at least it can be called clean, it seems that he has done a lot of disguise as a human, and he is quite familiar.

However, he has too many flaws, not to mention superb magic, neat swordsmanship and outstanding insight, just this repeated "evil slash" problem is big enough, although the energy is reduced and disguised, but those who really know how to do it can still see through it at a glance.

Forget it, no matter.

Dealing with the three-headed femme fatale was not the end, in the distant depression, countless giant spiders were emerging from the crypt, they quickly filled the depression, but the gushing did not stop, and there was still a steady stream of new spiders, stacked on top of each other, so that the depression was filled.

"That's it! It was they who slaughtered the army of the Ebu Kingdom. ”

The camp leader beside him exclaimed, his voice trembling involuntarily: "I have seen with my own eyes that these spiders lay eggs in the bellies of dead people, and they have become more numerous!" ”

"Nai Yu Spider."

Sharo's eyes sharpened: "No matter which country in Eladia is, there is no written record of them, I thought they were extinct thousands of years ago. ”

"Let me think about it."

Before these spiders of different shapes attacked, Sharodo said a few words, he raised his head slightly, and looked at the sky with dilated pupils, as if he was chasing a distant memory in his mind: "Ebu Kingdom, Thorn Mountains. Once upon a time, it was the second most prosperous place after Dorima......"

I didn't have a chance to finish the backstory, because the spider army on the opposite side had been integrated, and a huge, six-legged monster stood at the front of the army, its appearance was like a beetle that had been magnified thousands of times, with acute horns extending upwards from the nose, most of its body was purple, its back and tail were covered with cyan, and the edges of its body were covered with dark gold patterns.

"I am a Monet derivative, Monet Anubrak."

It stood up on all four legs, first introducing its identity in the ancient lingua franca, and then switching to the unintelligible Nai Yu language of its opponents: "For revival, attack!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a black wall was rapidly amplified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, even the gray sun overhead could disappear, and a sound like thousands of iron swords rubbing against thousands of gravel pierced through the brains of all living beings.

A psionic barrier rose in front of Caesar, and the two men who were a little farther away from him fell into the mud with a bang, their heads gone, and blood gushing out of their necks.

"These damn spiders know magic!" Sharo roared, angry and bruised, and drew his sword: "Adventurer, fight with me!" ”

The horror and anger of others had nothing to do with him, Caesar only saw that behind the spider army, the black walls towered, it was the reality after the mirage, this place was not only underground caverns and underground passages, they also planned to build a city in the overworld world.

"Who you are or what you want to do is none of your business."

He said calmly, a penetrating voice that crossed the noisy battlefield: "Hand over Yuklahir, and I'll leave, maybe we will have a chance to work together in the future." ”

"Powerful outsider, I know you killed Monabalo."

Anubarak, a giant beetle standing above the stacked Spider Mountain, said, "But Yukrasir is the heart of the city that we have summoned, and which we have prepared. If you want, take it yourself! ”

"Okay."

Caesar nodded, and unlike Sharo, who was on the defensive, he stepped on the black earth with one foot and began to take a step forward, his body surrounded by psionic flames.

The cobwebs were sprinkled head-on, and the spikes, and the rocks, and the lightning bolts, but they were all split in half in front of Caesar, and they were scattered left and right, and when the rainstorm of attacks was powerless in front of Caesar like a lost ghost, he heard a burst of cheers from the adventurers who had been far away.

"Fight, fight!"

After discovering that the spell was ineffective, the spiders screamed and rushed up, revealing their venom-soaked mouthparts and forefeet, and let out a roar in unison that was full of disharmony with their identity: "Flesh and blood are like grass, and my body is like a knife." Fight! Fight! ”

Caesar didn't care, but Sharo chewed on the sentence repeatedly, feeling familiar: "Flesh and blood are like grass, and my body is like a knife...... Flesh and blood are like grass, and my body is like a sword......"

Immediately, he suddenly realized, his expression became horrified, and the panic in his eyes lingered like a midnight haze: "This is the oath of the ancient race Queldore, how can these spiders of the First Age know and understand?" ”

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