Ride and Cut

The scene suddenly became extremely evil.

The swarms of sand spiders attacked Tiger Spirit and the Alpine Fort warriors just now like crazy demons, but now they seem to be possessed by evil spirits and ignore them as roadside stones.

The tiger spirit warrior accidentally slipped and fell, his sharp fangs were only an inch away from his neck, and he was about to be bitten to death, but the sand spider suddenly lost interest and stopped moving forward. He scrambled to stand up, touched his body and found that there was no injury at all, and immediately showed a happy smile for the rest of his life.

But when he finally returned to his surroundings, the joy on his face vanished, and he even held his breath subconsciously—under the cold moonlight, all the sand spiders in the field of vision were too numerous to count.

Only the slight ups and downs of the body prove that they are still alive!

Li Cha's arms were full of goosebumps, round and plump, and the cold hairs stood up in the night wind like a military flag. Even if I exhausted my mind and searched all my life's knowledge, none of them could give a reasonable explanation for this scene, and my heart trembled violently!

He didn't have time to think too much, and a new change took place in the situation—the silent "statues" suddenly came alive, and the eight jointed limbs crazily attacked Qiqiu together.

Sand spiders have neither wings nor control over the elements, and of course they cannot fly. It stands to reason that facing Qiqiu in the air, they should have nothing to do.

But the concerted action of the massive sand spiders finally created a miraculous feat—thousands of sand spiders stacked up to form a gradually rising Arhat Tower, trying to reach the unreachable target!

It's just such a clumsy method, facing the real aerial creatures, where might it really work.

If necessary, with just a few flaps of the wings, Qiqiu can immediately fly to a height that the sand spider cannot reach in the next life.

But it was clearly curious about it, so it stopped at its original position and watched quietly with wide-eyed eyes. When the sand spider is about to touch it, it flaps its wings and rises a little higher. This went on and on again and again, and after a few rounds, the distance between Qiqiu and the ground was close to Ten Blades.

Naturally, it is impossible for the stacked arhat to develop infinitely, and the members underneath could no longer hold on. With a bang, the spider tower with seven or eight blades suddenly collapsed.

But the sand spider didn't feel discouraged at all, and immediately gathered again and started to stack Arhats. After reaching a certain height, fail again, start again, start again, fail again...

Whenever they fail and fall, many sand spiders will fall to pieces and lose their lives for nothing. But they're like Sisyphus forever pushing the boulder uphill, no matter how horrific, to go on to launch the next attempt.

"What's going on?" A group of people looked at me and I looked at you, and no one knew what to do - everything in front of them was so weird that they were at a loss.

Not to mention the newcomers to Gaoshanbao, even the tiger spirits who have lived here for thousands of years have never heard of such a situation!

"What the hell is going on, chop up all these damn big spiders!" The lord took the lead and raised the dragon-slaying epee, swung his arms and swung it out, cutting a fleshy alley among the sand spiders.

Everyone's hearts rose to their throats in an instant, but soon, it turned out that their worries were completely unnecessary-the sand spider did not respond at all to the attack that fell on them. As if he couldn't feel it, he continued to devote himself to the business of stacking towers.

"Shall we continue to chop it?" Gunther leaned on the tomahawk with a strange expression on his face.

"Nonsense, what else?" The lord beckoned to the still hesitating Alpine Fort warriors,

In his eyes, these sand spiders are all experience that can be harvested without any risk. How can you find this store after passing this village? If you don’t seize the opportunity, you will be punished by God!

…………

The bitter battle just now seemed to be a dream, and even the parties involved couldn't help wondering if it ever happened.

On the wall of Wengcheng, a group of soldiers with big arms and round waists are swaying the sweat of their labor. They kept raising their heavy main weapons and slammed them down on the sand spiders, just like young farmers who were hard at work chopping firewood.

"Take your feet off, please! Let me go!" Senid took a few tiger spirits together, dragging the stone roller a few times from time to time, pushing the corpses of sand spiders that were accumulating more and more to the outside.

"I'm tired..." Gunther panted heavily, his forehead was covered with bright beads of sweat, and he was about to lean against the wall for a rest.

This kind of physical labor is not dangerous, but mechanical repetition is undoubtedly very torturous. The soldiers in Gaoshanbao are very professional, and they never do production at ordinary times, so they can't bear this kind of boring at all.

"Don't be lazy." The lord was perceptive and kicked Gunther's ass. His whole body was covered with emerald green slime, as if he had just been fished out of a lake filled with spider bodily fluid.

Gunther raised his head and cried out, picked up his tomahawk with tears in his eyes, and rejoined the ranks of the working people.

"It's so boring. This is the most boring thing I've ever done in my life, absolutely nothing!" If even Hurt was complaining about being boring, it must be extremely boring.

Killing became a purely physical labor, and the only enthusiasm was quickly wiped out, leaving only endless torture. The time limit for Qiqiu's transformation is only half an hour, but in the sense of the soldiers of Gaoshanbao, this half hour is even longer than half a year.

"Everyone, work harder, there are still two hundred breaths left!" The lord put his hands on his hips, calling for victory.

"Aww!" Attracted by the void dawn, the soldiers howled and worked hard, and even the frequency of swinging their weapons increased a lot.

After two hundred breaths—"There are still the last fifty breaths!" The lord's impassioned voice sounded again.

"Okay." The sparse responses were weak, but they still had some effect.

"The last twenty breaths! This time it's true!" Just hearing the voice, the Lord Lord wanted to cut his fingers and swear.

"profound……"

"The last ten breaths, everyone persevere!"

"..."

"Sir Richard must be a very powerful chief officer." Bernard looked at this scene and gently clapped his hands in admiration.

"Why do you say that?" Seined couldn't help showing doubt and confusion.

"Have you heard of a shrewd ancient general who told his subordinates that there were plums to eat in the distance, so as to motivate them to persist in marching, and finally won the victory." Bernard looked at Seinide, his face was full of rotten wood, and the dung could not be carved on the wall. "Isn't Mr. Richard's move now just the same way?"

"Oh~" Senid suddenly realized.

Vera looked at Bernard and rolled her eyes fiercely—"Two sycophants!"