Chapter 988 Scorpions Attack 2

In order to protect themselves, Curtis and Moore had to work together. St. Zachary wanted to kill one of them, but the other came to make trouble, and they were dragged along until now in embarrassment.

The early sun dyed the clouds in the sky red, dyed the endless desert red, and also coated the black battlefield that was originally bleeding with blue blood with a layer of blood red.

Mitchell got rid of Vincent's entanglement, stood on a high place and looked around. The stumps of scorpion beasts on the ground were shocking.

There is a strong sense of desolation in him. Because of his father's selfish interests, the race has been plunged into genocide. He is so cold-blooded that he can't stand it anymore.

Seeing that his entire army was about to be annihilated, Mitchell had no choice but to take the initiative and order the remaining scorpion beasts to sneak into the desert.

The scorpion beasts that have survived until now are only twenty-three times as good as when they came, but they are all excellent. The orcs cannot be as relaxed as they were at the beginning, and they will be injured if they are not careful.

The momentum of one-sided massacre has stopped, and the next step is a head-on confrontation.

But at this moment, the scorpion beasts retreated.

Those black spots sank into the desert, and the black spots on the ground faded by a few percent, but more remained outside, unable to move forever.

The only ones still moving now are the silver-armored beasts.

This battle can be said to be a complete victory. Vincent howled excitedly, with blood radiating from his voice.

The herd also howled wildly.

After they vented their emotions together, Vincent looked at Curtis, who was still nervous from fighting, with solemn eyes.

In the end, Vincent picked out all the three-striped beasts present, nearly fifty of them, and led them to support.

Curtis had the highest vision and was the first to notice Vincent's actions, and his mood did not fluctuate.

Vincent's approach was totally wrong. If it were a group of four-striped beasts that could barely confront Saint Zachary and bring three-striped beasts, it would be nothing more than death.

Just like how he dealt with the Mermaid Tribe back then, even if the whole tribe faced off against Saint Zachary, even if they were wearing armor, both sides would be injured at best.

The iron tool was very hard, but he could break it easily, and St. Zachary could certainly do it too.

Curtis is indifferent by nature and does not care about other people's lives. He may find an opportunity to attack when Saint Zachary harvests other people's lives.

Vincent led the herd to surround Saint Zachary. Saint Zachary's body had eyes in three directions, and he soon discovered something had happened.

St. Zachary turned a blind eye to this, and even stared at the six side eyes on both sides with contempt.

"Roar!"

The orcs had long been interested in killing each other. Without Vincent's orders, they all bit into the giant scorpion in the middle. Some aimed at the scorpion's legs, while others aimed at climbing on the scorpion's back.

An old leopard beast rushed at the front and bit the scorpion's leg.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound in his mouth, but instead of biting the scorpion's leg, he bit his own fangs.

St. Zachary lifted his leg and flew the leopard beast away. When he put it down, he slapped the tiger beast next to him who was about to bite his other leg, and instantly pushed the tiger beast into the sand.

Some were even more unlucky, rushing in front of St. Zachary. St. Zachary opened his clamps and cut off the beast's armor at the waist, making a harsh "squeaking" sound and blood spurting out.

While St. Zachary was dealing with others, Curtis took the opportunity to slap his tail spines with his tail, trying to break it.

St. Zachary was slow, but that didn't mean his body reaction was slow. He swung his tail to the side and dodged, only for Curtis to hit him on the back with his tail.