When Caesar left the half plane space, Sharon had already waited in place.


    As an ancient Golden Dragon with endless knowledge and knowledge, it is strange if he can''t break away from the different space in a short time, and it can be expected that his method of breaking away from the half plane must be easier than Caesar.


    There was no communication between the two sides. Caesar raised his head. There were three snake and scorpion servants on the ridge where the crowd stood before. He looked around again. These snake and scorpion geeks came up from all sides in a short time - the only target of attack for those who left the half plane alive, especially Caesar, who was not low-key, It was like a candle in the night that attracted the servants of these nine headed giant snakes.


    Caesar could almost hear the nine headed serpent whistling in his mind, but he didn''t think about it. Sooner or later, the two sides would meet, although they might meet more evil servants and things called "Monet derivatives" on the way.


    "That''s right."


    Thinking of derivatives, Caesar raised his head, relaxed his cervical spine, reached out and pinched his back neck and said to Sharon, "did you have derivatives just now?"


    Sharon didn''t ask what the derivative was, but directly shook his head: "no, we only met snake and scorpion servants, withered animals and distorted and mutated hunting thorns, and there were no monsters called derivatives."


    Caesar answered and didn''t continue the topic. The three snake and scorpion servants had moved closer. They had low intelligence and half stood up to make a "hissing" threat to the crowd.


    In a sense, these snake and scorpion servants are not puppets of the nine headed giant snake, but a separate species. They are just enslaved and distorted in some way, just as the black dragon did to some northern clans.


    Sharon drew his sword, and a golden light in the air made several monsters flinch a little, but when it just wanted to take this opportunity to say a few words to the adventurer next to it, the snake and scorpion servant roared and jumped up.


    court death!


    Sharon''s anger came easily. He finished the standing long jump of 10 meters with a gentle jump. As soon as his feet landed, his upper body had put on the most standard attack posture.


    Repeat the old technique and sweep it.


    The sword fell over his head.


    There was no mistake. The three serpents and scorpions were led by the same sword.


    Caesar looked at it for two times. He was really far from Jinlong in using humanoid camouflage to fight. This level was judged by the standards of human swordsmanship masters. Sharon''s memory was not pure and refined, but at least it could be called clean and neat. It seemed that he was quite familiar with camouflage.


    However, he has too many flaws. Not to mention his superb magic, sharp swordsmanship and outstanding insight, the problem of "breaking evil beheading" that has occurred again and again is big enough. Although the energy has been reduced and disguised, people who are really knowledgeable can see through it at a glance.


    Forget it, whatever.


    Solving the three headed snake and scorpion demon servants is not the end. In the distant depression, countless giant spiders are drilling out of the cave. They soon fill the depression, but the gushing does not stop. There is still a steady stream of new spiders. They are stacked layer by layer, so that the depression is filled up.


    "That''s them! They slaughtered the army of the EBO kingdom."


    The camp leader on his side screamed and his voice trembled involuntarily: "I saw these spiders lay eggs in the belly of the dead, and they became more!"


    "Naiyou spider."


    Sharon''s eyes became sharp: "no matter which country in ayladia, it is impossible to have any written records about them. I thought they were extinct thousands of years ago."


    "Let me see."


    Taking advantage of the fact that these spiders of different shapes have not launched an attack, Sharon said a few words. He slightly raised his head and looked at the sky with divergent pupils, as if he was pursuing the long-standing memory in his mind: "EBO Kingdom, thorns. Long ago, this was the prosperous place second only to dorima..."


    The background story didn''t have a chance to finish, because the spider army opposite had completed the integration. A huge six legged monster stood in front of the army. It looked like a beetle magnified thousands of times. The acute angle extended upward from the nose wing, most of the body was purple, the back and tail were covered with cyan, and there were dark gold patterns at the edge and end of the body.


    "I am a derivative of Monet, Monet anubarak."


    It stood up completely on its four feet. First, it introduced its identity in ancient terms, and then it turned into naiyou language that the opponent could not understand: "attack in order to revive!"


    As soon as the voice fell, a black wall was rapidly magnified at the speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, even the gray sun overhead could disappear. A sound like tens of thousands of iron swords rubbing on tens of thousands of gravels ran through the brains of all creatures.


    A barrier of psionics rose in front of Caesar. Two people who were a little away from him fell down in the mud, lost their heads, and blood gushed from their necks.


    "These damned spiders know magic!" Sharon roared angrily, bruised and pulled out his sword: "adventurer, fight with me!"


    The fear and anger of others had nothing to do with him. Caesar only saw that behind the spider army, the black walls stood up. That was the reality after the illusion. This place not only had underground caves and underpasses, but also planned to build a city in the earth world.


    "Who you are and what you want to do have nothing to do with me."


    He said calmly, and his penetrating voice crossed the noisy battlefield: "hand over yukla hill and I''ll leave. Maybe we still have a chance to cooperate in the future."


    "Powerful outsider, I know you killed monebalo."


    Anubarak, a huge beetle standing above the stacked spider mountain, said, "but we called yukrahir and we prepared the heart of the city. If you want, take it yourself!"


    "OK."


    Caesar nodded. Unlike Sharon, who maintained a defensive posture, he stepped on the black land and began to walk forward. His body was full of spiritual flames.


    Cobwebs fell head-on, as well as ground spikes, rock outbursts and lightning, but they were all divided into two halves in front of Caesar and passed away from left to right. When the storm like attack 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 finding that the magic method was invalid, the spiders rushed up with screams and shouts, revealing their poisonous mouthparts and front feet, and then issued a roar full of conflict with their identity: "flesh and blood are like grass, my body is like a knife. Fight! Fight!"


    Caesar didn''t care, but Sharon chewed this sentence repeatedly and felt familiar: "flesh and blood are like grass, my body is like a knife... Flesh and blood are like grass, my body is like a knife..."


    Then, he suddenly realized that his expression became frightened, and the fear in his eyes lingered like the haze of Midnight: "this is the oath of the ancient race quildore. How can these spiders of the first era know and understand?"