After kicking over the stove, Old Simi activated the Swift Step magic in his Wizard Tool and bolted.
With the enhancement of Swift Step on his body, Old Simi moved like the wind. While the stove was still in midair, he had already fled over a hundred meters away.
As he ran, he took out a packet of powder and sprinkled it over himself. This powder could protect him from the Poison-Gland Moths' attacks. There were simply too many Poison-Gland Moths drawn in by the Insect-Luring Incense. Even from a hundred meters away, Poison-Gland Moths constantly flew past him.
The spot where he had originally been sitting still had a stick of Insect-Luring Incense burning. Its medicinal scent could travel several kilometers. To creatures that were not insects, it was colorless and odorless, but to insects, its scent was extraordinarily alluring.
If not for the Insect-Luring Incense, the firelight from the stove alone could never have attracted so many Poison-Gland Moths.
Old Simi turned his head and looked toward the camp. The stove in midair had already been caught by an invisible force. He had expected this, so he counted the time in his heart and estimated that the alchemical bomb inside the stove should be about to explode.
Sure enough, the stove exploded in an instant, bursting into an even larger blaze.
Countless Poison-Gland Moths had been drawn in by the Insect-Luring Incense, then attracted by the firelight. A dense swarm of Poison-Gland Moths flew toward the flames.
A figure flew out of the fire. Old Simi looked carefully and saw that it was Gellman chasing after him.
Old Simi did not dare stop and ran for his life. But just then, he discovered that his body could no longer move.
Cracking sounds suddenly came from his body. He