The dull sound of falling to the ground sounded.

The digging worm struggled wildly before dying, and then its huge body fell down.

Sauron's arm holding the scimitar tightly also let go. He lay on the ground and gasped violently. There were spots of blood on his arms, and some flesh had been corroded and burned.

"Finally dead."

He took a breath and stood up. At this time, he found that his thigh was riding on the head of the digging worm, and a half-foot-long hole was cut by the sharp carapace, and blood was pouring out one after another.

The battle time is very short.

Because life-and-death battles must not be delayed until the physical strength is exhausted!

A caravan guard came over to hold Soren, who was shaking, then took out a smear of ointment and applied it to his wound, and said quickly: "Is it okay?"

"Take off your clothes first!"

"Those liquids are very corrosive, and the owner will help you with it later!"

One is seriously injured, two are slightly injured.

Sauron took a breath, tore off his clothes and bandaged his thighs briefly, and then said, "Let's go now!"

"The digging insects live in groups."

"There should be other digging insects nearby, and our battle has alarmed them!"
Chapter completed!