"How come whatever we mention appears? Aren't there too many Flame Scorpions? Where on earth are these creatures coming from?" Cheng Dahhu had just said he could battle the Flame Scorpions for three hundred rounds, but upon seeing some thirty Flame Scorpions sprinting toward them, he found it very difficult to swallow.
Ye Chenfeng watched the approaching Flame Scorpions intently. He felt that these scorpions were restless. He conjectured, "The Flame Scorpion I just killed might have been a very important figure in this swarm. They probably sensed the death of that scorpion, which is why they're attacking us in groups."