Bzz!!
Not far in front of Zheng Qing, the solid ground suddenly collapsed, revealing a deep pit about a meter across. Loose soil remained around its edges, steaming white, as though the pit had been melted open by something extremely hot. Yet there was no scorching magma within, only boundless darkness that chilled the heart at a glance.
The young wizard tugged the witch back two cautious steps.
"What was that?" The jade pendant on Jiang Yu's wrist glimmered faintly, while a halo rose from the spellbook in her hand. Looking at the deep pit, she guessed softly, "I heard there's a monster called a Ground-drilling Demon Worm. Similar pits appear in the ground before it emerges."
Zheng Qing didn't know what a Ground-drilling Demon Worm was.
But he knew that the suddenly appearing pit was definitely not a friendly greeting.
"No matter whether it's a Ground-drilling Demon Worm or the Tree Demon Matriarch, if it dares show itself in front of me, it had better be ready to eat lead." With a click, the young wizard chambered his talisman gun, his finger steady on the trigger as he tried to keep his voice calm.
Then he felt the witch's grip on his arm tighten slightly, as though she was reassured—or reassured by what he had said.
"Moo!"
The deep bellow of Nose Ring and Ear Ring behind him interrupted the young man's thoughts. He turned and glanced back quickly, only to see the Two-headed Minotaur raising its totem staff and blocking a heavy wooden club that came smashing down.
The end of that club was connected to a dead old tree nearby. The trunk and the club were covered in strange colors similar to those on the moss, flowing and writhing as lightly as water.
This time, Zheng Qing