To protect themselves, Curtis and Moore had to work together. If Santa zachari wanted to kill one of them, the other would come and make trouble, so that they could drag it to the present.
The early sun has dyed the clouds in the sky and the endless desert red. It has also plated the black battlefield with blue blood with a layer of blood red.
Mitchell got rid of Vincent's entanglement and stood at a high place and looked around. The scorpion's limbs were shocking.
There was a deep sense of desolation in him, because his father's self-interest made the race fall into the disaster of extermination. Cold blood, like him, was also a little out of sight.
Seeing that his side is about to be annihilated, Mitchell has to take the initiative and order the remaining scorpions to dive into the desert.
Up to now, the scorpions are only two or three out of ten, but they are all excellent. The orcs can't be as relaxed as they were at the beginning. If they don't pay attention, they will get hurt.
On the one hand, the momentum of the massacre stopped, and then it will be hard.
But at this time, the scorpion retreated.
That group of black spots sank into the desert, and the black spots on the ground were a few percent lighter, but more of them remained outside and could never move.
Now it's still moving. It's a silver armored beast.
The battle was a complete victory. Vincent howled excitedly, full of blood.
The herd howled wildly.
When they let out their feelings together, Vincent looked at Curtis, who was still fighting nervously, with solemn eyes.
In the end, Vincent picked out all the animals with three stripes, nearly fifty of them, and led them to support them.
Curtis had the highest vision. He was the first to find Vincent's action, and his mood was not fluctuating.
Vincent made a big mistake in this way. If he made a group of animals with four stripes, he could barely make it to San zachari and bring three stripes, but he would die.
Just like when he was dealing with the mermaid family, even if the whole family were to go to San zachari, even if they were wearing armor, they could only lose each other at most.
The iron is very hard, but it can be easily broken, so can san zachari.
Curtis was indifferent and didn't care about other people's lives. Maybe he could find an opportunity to attack when Santa zachari reaped other people's lives.
Vincent led the herd around San zachari. His body had eyes in three directions, and he soon found out the changes.
Santa zachari turned a blind eye to this, and even looked at six side eyes on both sides with contempt.
"Roar!"
The orcs have killed red eyes for a long time. Without Vincent's command, the huge scorpions in the middle of the Qi Dynasty bite off. Some of the targets are the legs of scorpions, some of them are the backs of scorpions.
An old leopard beast rushed to the front and bit the leg of the scorpion.
"Boom!"
He made a crisp sound in his mouth, but instead of breaking the legs of the scorpion, he bit off his tusks.
As soon as the leg of San zachari was lifted, the leopard was lifted away. When he put it down, he slapped the tiger on the side, which was about to bite his other leg, and immediately pressed the tiger into the sand.
Some of them were even more unlucky. They rushed in front of Santa zachari. Santa zachari stretched out his pincers to break the beast's armor and waist, making a "creaking" noise and spraying blood.
While dealing with other people in San zachari, Curtis took the opportunity to pat his sting with his tail and try to interrupt it.
The slow speed of San zachari doesn't mean that his body reaction speed is slow. When his tail moves to the side, he just let Curtis hit him on the back.