'Boom —!!!'
The small skull was stuck to the wall of the building, and the roar of the explosion was heard a few seconds later.
The ancient ruins collapsed in an instant. The crushed stones, the flagstones on the roof, and the scorpions all fell to the ground.
"Ah …"
Outside the smoke and dust caused by the collapse of the building, a figure rolled a few times and hit the wall of another building next to it. It touched the part that was hit and supported its body with all its might.
"It hurts … even though I jumped down first."
The Scholar had jumped down from the building the moment the gnome threw the small skull. Thus, he had avoided the explosion. Since the building was not tall enough, he did not break any of his limbs. However, the impact was still very painful.
"If that's the case, it doesn't matter if we don't break the stone slab." When the Scholar stood up, it found that the building in front of it had been reduced to a pile of rubble. A large amount of smoke and dust had been stirred up around it, so it was impossible to see the situation inside.
However, it believed that if the building was destroyed, the slate would not be of any use. After looking at it for a while, the Scholar hurriedly ran in another direction and hid in a dark alley.
Because … "Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!" A large group of Gnomes surrounded the collapsed building. They seemed to be very excited that they had destroyed the building. They raised their bones and cheered.
What about Li Xie?
The Scholar hid behind a building and watched the distant smoke and dust slowly disperse … and when the smoke and dust was about to completely disperse … a black shadow suddenly flew out from the smoke and dust.
"Wahhhh!" The surrounding Gnomes pointed at the black shadow and screamed. They used all kinds of things to throw at the black shadow.
The black shadow didn't fly very fast. Perhaps it was because it had been blown up earlier. It flopped in the air a few times before it was stuck with a lot of things. He fell back to the ground again.
But it didn't explode. The Scholar noticed that the Gnomes were throwing things that would not explode. They were only used to restrict the Gnomes' movements.
When it fell to the ground, the gnomes gathered around it and used more sticky substances to stick it to the ground.
The Scholar finally got a good look at the creature's appearance. It … was indeed the Standing Scorpion from before. The dwarves seemed to be very interested in it, so they did not kill it immediately. Instead, they stuck it there. Then, he stuffed the excrement into its mouth.
"No matter what, it shouldn't be able to do anything. Although I don't know why Standing Scorpion would help create a brain monster …" The Scholar Walker muttered to itself as it looked around. It decided to retreat to a safe place.
"Wow!!!"
Suddenly, the scholar heard a scream. He saw that one of the gnomes had taken the slate from the pile of stones.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" The dwarf seemed to be very excited as he raised the stone slab and shouted. The surrounding dwarves also surrounded him.
When the scholar saw this scene, she felt very strange. Dwarves were rarely interested in things other than bones. Could it be that the crystal fragments in the slate had stimulated them?
"Random monster!" Suddenly. The Scholar felt a voice in its head. It was … a message from the imam.
"It's useless to destroy the building. We have to break the slate and let the crystals inside spill out. Hurry up and do it! "
The Scholar could feel a sense of 'pain' in the imam's message. It remembered that the imam said that it could not send a message because it was injured. However, the imam still endured the pain and sent the message. This meant that this matter was indeed very important.
"The appearance of the Standing Scorpion means that they have already cooperated with the brain monster." The imam continued to speak to the Scholar. "Although they have some hatred for each other, they will cooperate at critical times. After all, they are of the same species. There may be more Standing Scorpion coming, and by then, it will be too late!"
"Looks like it's not time to rest yet." Although the Scholar did not like the imam, it knew that this kind of creature always knew a lot of things. Therefore, the Scholar thought that they should stop the Standing Scorpion and the brain monster.
But how should they do it? It was too dangerous to walk to a nearby building with a slate. The Scholar thought that they should deal with the target that was closer.
It looked around and found a skeleton dragon bow and a few arrows on the ground.
The Scholar picked up the bow and arrows. Although the Voidfolk had not used this kind of weapon for a long time, there were still many bows and arrows used for competitions and entertainment. Therefore, there were still many Voidfolk who knew how to use bows and arrows.
The Scholar was one of the Voidfolk who knew how to use arrows. However …
"It's so hard!" When the Scholar tried to pull the bowstring, it realized that the bowstring of the bow was quite difficult to pull. However, it saw that the dragons were able to pull it easily. It seemed that their muscles were quite strong.
However, the Scholar had trained a lot after living here. It could still pull the bowstring. However, the Scholar thought that it would not be able to hit the slate here. However, there were some things that could be used without hitting the target.
The Scholar saw a small skull on the ground. It was not known which dwarf had thrown it, but it did not explode.
However, the Scholar did not know how this thing triggered the explosion. If it was touched casually, it might explode. It might also stick to the hand. The Scholar thought that the dwarf might have smeared something on his hand so that it would not stick to him.
"Woah woah woah!" At this time, the Scholar suddenly saw the dwarf over there and screamed. Five figures appeared in the sky. They were all … Standing Scorpion.
These Standing Scorpion swooped down from the sky. One of the Standing Scorpion flew straight towards the slate. When it aimed at the slate, the other Standing Scorpion pounced on the surrounding dwarves.
"They want to take the slate!" Seeing this, the Scholar immediately picked up an arrow from the ground. It did not care too much and stuck the tip of the arrow on the small skull. Then, it aimed at the group of dwarves and Standing Scorpion in the distance.
At this time, the Standing Scorpion happened to snatch the slate from the dwarf who was holding it. They were about to spread their wings and fly into the sky. Meanwhile, the dwarves were helpless and could only scream on the ground.
Whoosh! An arrow with a small skull on the tip suddenly flew over … but it did not hit any target. Instead, it flew under the Standing Scorpion who was holding the slate.
However, this arrow still … let out a roar.
Boom! Under the impact of the explosion, this Li Xie's figure flew into the sky at an even faster speed. The slate it was holding also shattered in the explosion. The crystals in the slate reflected star-like light and scattered in the air … ….
"Buzz —"
At the moment when the slate exploded, a small 'signal' that no living creature could detect was transmitted to the distant world …
…
"This is the feeling!"
Above the distant moon, Maya felt a special feeling.
Her foot soldiers were still searching for what they were looking for in the huge remains of the creator, but they were searching by following Maya's feeling. This feeling was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. It was not easy to find, and it seemed that this feeling had spread throughout the entire body of the creator.
But just a moment ago, Maya felt it and found its location.
A group of foot soldiers were now gathered in front of a structure that looked like a liver. Maya found that the feeling here was particularly strong. Under her command, the foot soldiers quickly dug this thing out.
This structure was as fragile as the other parts of the main body. It was quickly dug out by the foot soldiers. After digging it out, Maya found that it was hollow inside.
But in the hollow, there was a … thin silk thread.
Although this thread was thin, Maya could feel a strong 'message' from it, so she was able to find it in time and did not break it.
"Strange thing, needs to be studied."
Maya asked one of the foot soldiers to bring a smaller soldier. This soldier was actually a small larva. Maya used it to detect small things. The larva could transmit the accurate information of what it ate to Maya and analyze it in its mouth.
"It … is alive!"
And the moment the larva ate this tiny thread, Maya found this result.
She found that the thread was' alive '.
At least, it was not rotten like the other parts of the creator. It was still in a very 'alive' state. It would continue to send out information, somewhat like the nerves of some living creatures.
But after being broken by the larva, this part also died quickly.
However, Maya knew that there might be more than one thread in the creator's body. There were … many. Because the feeling came from all parts of the creator's body.
Maya thought that this thing might be like a fungus. They relied on the nutrients in the creator's body to live.
But why would it send out signals? This was a very strange part. She needed to continue studying it …
…
At the same time, on the other side.
The Scholar looked at the exploding arrow in surprise. She thought that it would be impossible to succeed, but … it did blow up the slate. Now she succeeded …
Could it be that the moment the tip of the arrow stuck to the skull, it triggered the 'countdown' of the explosion?
Perhaps because of this, when she shot the arrow, the time for the explosion was just right. So even if the arrow did not hit the target, it would still explode.
And at this moment, all the standing scorpions panicked. They quickly caught their comrade who was holding the slate and flew away from this place at an extremely fast speed.
They seemed to care about their own kind, but they did not save their comrade who was stuck to the ground by the dwarf … The behavior of the standing scorpions made the Scholar feel strange. But now that the slate was destroyed, everything should be safe.
Thinking about this, the Scholar quickly left her place.
"Random monster done."
In the distance, the imam also looked at this scene. It seemed that the random monster was successful … Even if the brain-created monster came here later, it would not be able to find it, and at the same time, it would not be able to carry out any conspiracy.
But, the imam kept feeling … a strange feeling. It was strange.
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