Brother Ma's leg was still broken, yet half his body had been seated inside the Giant Wooden Scorpion, with only his upper body exposed above its back.
He looked like a half-human, half-scorpion monster.
Brother Ma rode the Giant Wooden Scorpion as a mount, making up for the inconvenience of his broken leg. Waving the stone disc in his hand, he controlled the scorpion as it crawled to the top of the bronze stone pillar, placing him high above everyone else.
At that moment, he was holding a Bronze Disc, which seemed to have been pried down from the ceiling.
"What did you do?" Mo Qiong shouted.
Brother Ma's expression changed. It was impossible for him not to be afraid. This place was far too strange, and he could tell that controlling the Giant Wooden Scorpion with the stone disc was completely unscientific.
Although he was a tomb raider who was even fairly skilled at reading feng shui, he still possessed a materialistic worldview.
After finally mastering the stone disc and learning to make the Giant Wooden Scorpion carry him around, he had seen the enormous snake emerge from the cave, followed by the rain of arrows filling the sky. The arrows had turned out to be countless little snakes, each of them seeming alive as they crawled fearlessly across the ground.
They rustled and writhed in dense masses, enough to make anyone's hair stand on end.
Mo Qiong was even more incredible. A three-foot aura wall surrounded his body, preventing the mass of snakes from getting anywhere near him.
Brother Ma felt that he had gotten himself involved in an enormous mess. He only wanted to rely on the Giant Wooden Scorpion's power to take a few useful antiques and leave as quickly as possible.
To avoid being caught