"Hurry up and hide. Random monsters, they're looking for you."
The night … was still very long.
Although the war here had ended, the battle was not over. The Scholar returned to the building where it had been before, which was also where the imam was.
They relied on the large pile of dry plants here to hide their bodies and observe the situation outside at the same time.
Although the Scholar had destroyed a stone slab, the situation was not so good. They were still far from safety.
The Skeletal Dragons on the ground had disappeared. They might have been killed, or they might have escaped. The dwarves cheered excitedly. They occupied the ground of the ruins. These dwarves did not know how to climb up the buildings, so they were not the main threat.
The main threat … came from the sky.
After the Scholar used the arrow to blow up the stone slab, many scorpions appeared. They flew quickly in the sky, as if they were looking for something.
The imam told the Scholar what they were looking for … These scorpions seemed to be angry at the Scholar for destroying the stone slab.
Although it looked like the stone slab had suddenly exploded, the scorpions had noticed that it was an arrow shot by a creature that was neither a gnome nor a skeletal dragon. Therefore, they wanted to find that creature.
Therefore, the Scholar could only hide in the dark and wait for the scorpions to leave.
Moreover, after the scorpions arrived, the gnomes became restless. Every time the scorpions flew closer to the ground, a large group of gnomes would scream and throw small skull bombs into the sky.
Most of the time, these bombs would not hit the target. Instead, they would fall from the sky and stick to the nearby buildings. At the same time, it would also cause …
Boom!!! A building in front of the Scholar suddenly collapsed with a loud explosion. It turned into debris on the ground.
"It almost blew up here …" The Scholar felt its heart beating very fast. Just now, when a scorpion got close to the building in front of it, the gnomes below immediately threw bombs up. The scorpions did not explode, but the building was stuck by a large number of bombs.
"Do you have any ideas?" The Scholar was lying in the dry grass, and the imam was right next to it. Therefore, it turned to the imam and said, "It's too dangerous to go down here. If those scorpions get close to the building …"
"It's more dangerous to go out," the imam said. "Just stay here. Don't move. "
"But …"
Boom! Before the Scholar could finish his words, an explosion rang out from below. The entire building shook, but … it did not collapse.
"This building is even sturdier," the Immortal said. "That's why I chose to fall here in the first place, and you happened to be on top as well."
"But …" When the Scholar heard the headteacher say that, he also heard another sound. This sound was like … the sound of cracks spreading in the wall. It meant that the building would not last much longer.
"I can hear it too." The imam said, "This building can't withstand too many explosions, but according to my observations, the dwarves don't have any more bombs that can destroy this building. I'm different from you. I don't give my future to random creatures. "
"…" The Scholar did not answer. However, it realized that the imam seemed to be right. Many of the midgets seemed to have used up all their bombs. When the scorpions flew down from the sky, they only roared loudly and did not throw any more bombs to attack.
However, something else happened.
Li Xie noticed that the attacks of the gnomes had weakened. They began to approach the ground and began to search the top of some buildings.
When the scorpions approached the buildings, the midgets roared angrily and climbed up the buildings to attack the scorpions.
In this way, the chances of the scorpions and the midgets discovering them were greatly increased. Moreover, the Scholar noticed that there were a few scorpions in the sky that wanted to fly to their building.
"Ahhhhh!" The midgets below also shouted and wanted to climb up the walls …
"They're coming!" The Scholar raised his head and looked behind him. He thought that he could jump out of the window behind him.
"Don't move. Hide yourself." The imam did not seem to panic at all. He said to the Scholar, "Don't think of running out. Stay here. Don't make a sound. Cover yourself up!"
"…" The Scholar hesitated for a moment, but he still did as the imam said. He used hay and various dry plants to completely cover his body …
As he covered his head, the Scholar could not see what was happening outside. However, he could hear that the midgets had already climbed up to the window …
Thud! Suddenly, the Scholar felt the hay on top of his head being stepped on. After that, more footsteps could be heard. It sounded as if many midgets were running on top of him.
The Scholar tried his best to suppress his wildly beating heart, hoping that the midgets would not notice him. However, he heard the sound of the midgets rummaging on top of him.
It sounded as if they were going to turn over the hay …
"Be quiet. They can hear your heartbeat," the imam said to him. The Scholar also knew about this problem, but she could not control her heartbeat. She had no way of controlling her heartbeat.
As the midgets turned over more and more hay, the Scholar's heart beat faster and faster. Suddenly, he felt a cold wind blowing from above. The midgets had turned over the hay!
"Whoa?"
The Scholar felt something poking at the back of his head. It seemed that the midget was wondering what he had found.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Suddenly, the midget screamed. At the same time, this gave the Scholar a fright. He quickly got up and prepared to run away. However, the midget did not do anything else. Instead, it seemed to have run away.
At the same time, the Scholar heard continuous running sounds coming from above. The midgets that were originally stepping on him had all run out of the window.
"What … happened to them?"
"They ran away," the imam replied.
"… Is that so?"
The Scholar raised his head slightly. After confirming that there were no midgets in the room, he looked out of the window. He saw that a large number of midgets had gathered in the central street where they were fighting the white dragon.
These midgets were all gathered in a circle. In this circle, there were a large number of stone slabs piled up together.
"Did they … move all the stone slabs out?"
The Scholar saw that the midgets were surrounding the stone slabs and making all kinds of movements. It was as if they were dancing there.
"Don't tell me that they are also 'ordered' by the brain-made monster like the white dragon …" The Scholar looked at them and felt very strange.
"No, the brain-made monster can't order these creatures," the imam said. "However, they might have been influenced."
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