"I think...... It's time for us to go. There was silence for a few moments, and Simbadi muttered.

This place is full of weirdness, and the longer you stay, the more depressed you feel, even if you are at the bottom of the sea, you have never felt so uncomfortable.

Whether it is the soft light under his feet or the oil lamp in his hand, it can only illuminate the range of ten steps around him, and the distance is pitch black - in Sinbadi's eyes, this light is not only not a comfort, but a harbinger of danger. This means that they are completely exposed to the light, but unaware of the threat in the dark.

In fact, until now, neither of them has seen the true boundaries of this cave.

"Let's go?" Rex's voice trembled slightly, "What are you talking about...... I swear, it's definitely a spectacle that Lord Thunder has never seen. Ancient relics? no...... It's a relic at all!"

"The ruins won't move, you can come back later," Sinbadi racked his brains to persuade, "your assistant, and the strange things will ...... Good news waiting for you outside. ”

At the mention of the Strange Things Society, Rex suddenly calmed down a lot, "You, you're right, I should bring this good news back first and share it with everyone." ”

"Then let's go. ”

"Wait...... Wait, I finally got here, and I can't go back empty-handed. He pulled a dagger out of his pocketbag and chiseled up a stone tablet, "Don't worry, it won't take long." You stuff something in your pocket, at least as proof that we've found something. ”

In desperation, Sinbadi had no choice but to comply, after all, the other party was essentially his employer, and since he had taken over the work of twenty golden dragons, he naturally had to bear the corresponding risks.

Maybe it just looked weird here, and he consoled himself in his heart that it was a little darker around him, but it was also possible that there was nothing.

"Rub, rub, rub—"

With each swing of Rex's sword, there was a buzz like a clash of gold and stone, which was particularly harsh in the silence of the cavern.

Sinbadi also noticed that every time the dagger cut into the monument, the light that bloomed from the contact point would be much brighter, even to the point of dazzling.

He shook his head, drawing his attention back.

At this time, Sinbadi was really in no mood to devote his strength to cutting the stone tablets, and there were some strange stone tools scattered among the haphazard walls, probably the tools left by the porters, but over time, they decayed into their current appearance. He picked a few pieces and stuffed them into his waist bag, so that he could be regarded as completing the task assigned by the other party.

"Rub, rub, rub—"

The fjord man was still intently chiseling the stele, and he already had five or six pieces of rubble the size of a fingernail at hand.

"Hey, that's pretty much enough...... Simbadi was about to urge him again, when he caught a hint of incongruity in his ears.

It was the same rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, but more fragmented, as if there were several Rex chiseling monuments......

This is...... Echo?

No, he realized that the positions of the two had not changed, how could it be that there was no sound before, but now there was a sudden echo?

"Rex. ”

"Right away, it's the last piece. ”

"You stop ...... first"

"Give me another quarter of an hour—"

"Stop!" he almost growled.

Rex couldn't help but be stunned, the dagger froze in midair, and the piercing sound of collision came to an abrupt end.

But the small grinding sound was still there, and it seemed to be approaching them.

Now Rex also noticed that something was wrong, and while he stuffed the stone into his pocket, he looked left and right, "What's that?"

During the interrogation, a white light suddenly lit up alternately in the distance.

In the light of the light, Sinbadi saw the comer, a full-grown desert scorpion. Its pincers were the size of an arm, and its cocked tail crochet needle was almost waist-high, and its green tips were undoubtedly filled with poisonous juice, and once pricked, it would last for a quarter of an hour at most without an antidote.

Damn, it must have been the chisel that alarmed it!, he stubbornly put his waist knife to his chest, "You step back slowly, don't take your eyes off the scorpion." ”

The Desert Scorpion is not a difficult opponent for the illustrious Mojin warriors, they are intellectually low, they are not fast, and the poison needle is both the most threatening means of attack and their weak point, and the sharp waist knife can cut the tail hook in two with a single stab.

The problem was that he wasn't a great samurai in any way.

Despite his training from an early age, he neither participated in a joint hunt nor actually fought a desert scorpion.

I can only give it a try.

It wasn't until Rex was completely hidden behind him that he whispered, "Now look down and don't move whatever happens." ”

"I ...... I know. ”

After receiving the reply, Sinbadi also turned sideways.

The moment his gaze averted contact, the desert scorpion attacked—invisible, but a rapid grinding sound indicated that the other party was rapidly rushing towards him.

This is the habit of the desert scorpion, which likes to look for opportunities in confrontations, and if it finds a distraction in its prey, it will immediately attack.

Calm down!

Sinbadi bent down slightly, placed the knife on his left side, and gently rested his right hand on the hilt, which was exactly the starting way for Shamin to draw his knife - it seemed that he was not facing the enemy, but the entire area on the right side of his body was within the range of the blade!

When the crawling sound of the sand scorpion almost rang in his ears, he took a sharp step sideways, and then drew his sword!

A ghostly light flashed.

Before he could return to his gaze, there was already a faint resistance in his hand.

It was the touch of a blade cutting through a hollow reed.

With a crisp sound, the desert scorpion's tail hook into the stone tablet split in two.

Sinbadi turned his blade around and plunged it directly into the carapace behind the scorpion's head.

The target shook his lower foot weakly, and quickly went limp.

"Awesome......" Rex breathed a sigh of relief, "It's worthy of the Mo Jinsha people who make a living from hunting......"

"It's not over yet!" interrupted Sinbadi, "it doesn't sound like a desert scorpion!" "Where? where will the enemy come from?" he looked back and forth vigilantly—there should be light all over the place, no matter which way it came from!

But there was only darkness all around.

Except for the top of the head.

Hell, he suddenly realized where he had overlooked, the soft light that lit up in the darkness stood out more than anything else, but the new light that had already been lit up was easy to ignore.

Just as Sinbadi looked up, a dark shadow had already pounced.

The target is the Fjord Man behind him!

In his hurry, the only thing he could do was turn around and kick Rex away.

The desert scorpion almost brushed the latter's body and fell to the ground.

With the instinct of years of training, Sinbadi didn't look at it, and directly cut off the scorpion's head in half.

"Whew," he sighed, "I'm glad I caught up...... Hey, are you alright?"

"Ahem...... I, I'm probably ......"

However, before listening to the other party's answer, there were more rubbing sounds behind the wall. At first you could hear the intervals, but after a few breaths they were dense like a wave, mixed with a dull thud, as if something behemoth was crawling towards it.

The two looked at each other, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

"Run, run!" Sinbadi grabbed Rex, who was still in a daze, and turned around and ran towards the hole.

A moment later, a dazzling light burst out from behind, illuminating the entire cavern!

In the brighter glow, Sinbadi saw a desert scorpion of astonishing size, its eyes the size of a dinner plate and its carapace thick as a reef. These features undoubtedly indicate the identity of the comer—one of the rumored sacrifices of the three gods, the ironclad scorpion that dominates the earth!

Under the pressure of its huge body, the wall made of stone tablets became incandescent and translucent, and even shook people's eyes.

I see.

Sinbadi finally understood why there was no light in the cave and green grass could grow everywhere, and where the occasional light in the cave came from at night.

The ironclad giant scorpion actually made this place its lair.