Not long after it was born, it didn't know the concept of natural mines, but after a simple judgment, it still used its pincers to dig open the rock wall that made the sound.

Then the field of vision widened.

Well, unlike the original dark road that was sneaked by intuition, under the tunnel that was pierced, there is a more massive road connected.

The unknown blue crystals glow, playing the role of decorating and illuminating the vision.

Reflected by the luminous ore scattered on the ground, there are not only relatively flat tunnels, but also obvious traces of biological activities.

Short footprints, chaotic graffiti, wear marks of unknown objects, and colorful fragments scattered around the wall.

"..." First rule out the possibility of being a human gathering place.

Staring at the shallow footprints on the ground for a long time, the scorpion man stuck his forelimbs into the tunnel.

The weight and sharpness make the individual limbs sink a bit, but not too deep, which is acceptable.

After confirming this, the scorpion climbed into the somewhat narrow tunnel.

It was different from any creature seen on the battlefield. According to the preliminary judgment, the thing that left that footprint, lived or is living here, can cause extremely limited damage to it.

There are a lot of glowing crystals, but the useless glistening stones of various colors represent that the food problem of the group of creatures has been solved.

It's just that if you eat soil underground, you don't need lighting, and you need to use your eyes instead of other senses if your eyesight is not degraded.

So it will not be strong, even weaker than the humans defending the city.

Such a creature obviously cannot lay the ground completely enough with its body alone, so it can be confirmed that it uses weapons and props like the humans above.

While thinking about this kind of thing in his mind, while drawing marks on the wall so as not to lose his way, the scorpion walked towards the inside of the tunnel.

…was less intricate than expected.

Even too simple and clear.

Even if it is unreasonable that the strange graffiti on the wall seems to be drawn with a sharp tool, but the point of using different colored crystals to represent channels with different meanings makes the scorpion who thought it was very troublesome feel surprisingly smooth.

Until it discovered that the signs in the tunnel had no direction at all.

"..." Once again, he walked along the crystal to the end of the road, smashed through the stone wall covering things with his pincers, and took a panoramic view of the things scattered on the ground.

Although it has expected a series of life behaviors such as eating, drinking, sleeping and excreting, after walking into the room filled with strange shiny crystals for the seventh time, even it felt a little disgusted.

…not a threatening race living here, but of no immediate value at all.

In addition to the colorful stones piled up in all directions, there are green squares, blue crystals, and mountains of gold foil.

Other than that, it can't even see anything recognizable as food.

It's like entering a dragon's lair, different from the treasures that may exist. From its point of view, there is nothing to care about in this tunnel except for these meaningless mines.

...Looks like it's just a collection of things.Going out, turned left and unceremoniously smashed open the stone wall covering another pothole, the scorpion thought so, and picked up a piece of gold leaf.

It's very natural, it's not like it's made artificially, but it gives people the skin of some kind of fruit—this kind of feeling.

This body couldn't judge small changes sharply, but it still noticed the water stains on the gold plate.

Is there a source of water nearby?

No, it didn't hear that sound.

Then there is only one answer -

The creatures living here have come down recently.

…come to that conclusion and sit back and wait…a week ago.

Ah yes.

The scorpion didn't catch the pigeon he wanted, even though he wouldn't lose his stamina quickly with the body of a monster, but his patience was obviously limited.

The man-made underground passage was abandoned on the third day, and the scorpion dug upwards until it broke through the ground, only to find that it was in the outskirts of the wilderness quite far from Uruk.

After a burst of impotent rage, it dug its own tunnel again and planned to lead to the underground of Uruk, and it discovered the seriousness of the matter.

No matter which direction you dig, you will inevitably lead to that annoying underground passage and lose your sense of direction again.

"..." It doesn't have a vocal organ, and it doesn't bother to vent anything with words.

The scorpion just raised its pincers and began to drive a straight path in the tunnel.

However, the speed is much slower than digging holes by yourself.

It is difficult to understand how the tunnel is reinforced.

But from the sound of metal clashing, it knew it clearly.

It's up to me.

The double pincers were intertwined, and barely blocked a few treasures. It turned around and half-closed its eyes because of the light on the ground.

"It really is here!" A familiar voice came back to the nerves.

The poisonous long tail swept upwards.

It was the enemy that had been encountered near the walls.

Be the first to act——

"Catch alive!!!"

At the same time, the two sides reacted differently.

But only one result.

"Ibaraki-douji! Use the Heian-kyo Rocket Punch!!!"

"Give me a proper call to Rashomon to complain!!!" Along with the noisy bickering, huge ghost claws covered it.

Then, the scorpion lost consciousness.

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(ps) I don’t know why it rains every Wednesday to Thursday, recently.

Chapter 389 Chapter 36 Chapter 4 Illusion (Physical)

The pain of burning limbs stimulated its restless spirit.When the scorpion man's consciousness returned to his body, the first thing he felt was pain, followed by blooming flowers.

"...?"

Ah, in the sea of ​​white flowers, a woman with huge double horns stands there quietly.

In the star-like eyes, only its figure is reflected.

What happened before?Why are you here?

...should have dug a tunnel and sneaked into Uruk to get rid of that succubus while the other descendants were attacking the city wall...

It seems that I dug into a strange tunnel halfway, and then finally found the direction...

The top of the tunnel smashed through by the tide of weapons, followed by a flaming rocket fist...

In that case, the burning sensation that still persists could be explained, but…

The sea of ​​flowers under his body made the scorpion man a little dazed, and a subtle sense of disobedience and strange antipathy came from his heart.

Even though it bears the identity of eleven heirs, but it has never seen its mother, perhaps it will not be able to confirm the existence of its mother until the real arrival of Tiamat?

"..." But obviously, the guy in front of him was not.

Even though the pair of star eyes did make it dull for a moment, there was no other touch in his heart.

What's more, in the imagination, the mother goddess should obviously be bigger, stronger, and more majestic, much more beautiful than this ugly human posture, no, it cannot be compared to it.

Camouflage?

Among the so-called heroic spirits known to Uruk, those who killed it, and other compatriots, there is no such illusionist.

Under the constant death and re-oppression, they have more or less figured out most of the treasures of the heroic spirits, which do not include things that change the scene such as the inherent enchantment.

Although it is still difficult to resist, there is already a plan to change the frequency and direction of attacks to increase the casualties in that city.

So... is it an illusion?

...In other words, it is not a bad thing to pick up a life and not directly die and then be reborn?

Perhaps, what is in front of me is my goal——

Although it is not within reach...

But it is no longer an endless obsession, but something that can actually be seen.

He must be there.

The succubus that trapped his mother in a dream and lost contact with them was right in front of him.

As long as you bite it... it will wake up your mother...

Just kill it...

Calmly trying to move the body, the burning pain came to the mind along the body again, the tail has lost consciousness, but it was expected.

As a scorpion, it's normal for the most outstanding venom to be taken care of.

Fortunately, the claws can barely open and close, and the lower limbs can also support an impact...

The scorpion quickly thought about all kinds of possibilities, and immediately realized that this was an illusion specially arranged to extract information from himself.

If the mad dog is arrested, it might really be fooled, but unfortunately, it has brains.

With a lot of thoughts, but for a moment, the scorpion man pretended to be immobile, barely supported himself, stood up unsteadily, and then fell to the ground with a flop that could win the Golden Man Award.

In order to show the illusion that he can't even stand up, and braving the aroma of barbecue, he propped up the ground with one pincer, and crawled towards the woman with two horns tremblingly.

Want to pretend to be a goddess, huh?

Then let you install it.

If you want to play it, you can play it--

for exchange…

Every few points forward, the accumulated anger and strength will become more solidified, and will eventually evolve into a fatal blow in the communication with her.

But... a more piercing sense of strangeness overwhelmed the anger.

...why don't you speak?

Why don't you ask me anything?

Why is his face so stiff, as if what he sees is not it, but something that emerges behind him through it.

…But it does not matter…

almost there...

Getting close enough to attack...

You must—

"Fuck!" Before the scorpion man could get rid of the overwhelming emotions, annoyance visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared on the woman's face, and what she said was indeed a slightly magnetic...pure male voice.

"???" The sudden swearing made the scorpion people stop moving, and fell into shock.

"Forgot to bring the voice changer!!! Do it all over again!" Before the scorpion could understand the exasperated voice, a heavy staff hit it on the head.

"British Amnesia!!!" Consciousness was being lost, and such a voice echoed in the air.

(Second Week) ———————

If the mad dog is arrested, it might really be fooled, but unfortunately, it has brains.

Thoughtful, but for a moment, the scorpion naturally pretended to be inconvenient to move, pretended to barely support his body, stood up wobbly, and fell to the ground with a flop that could win the Golden Man Award.

To show the illusion that he couldn't even stand up, and braving the aroma of barbecue, supported the ground with one pincer, and tremblingly crawled towards the woman with the first two horns.

Want to pretend to be a goddess, huh?

Then let you install it.

If you want to play it, you can play it--

for exchange…

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