Curtis also thought of this. He flicked out his tongue and moved the necklace toward his mouth. A drop of saliva flowed down slowly from his mammoth-like fang, wetting the animal skin strap the crystal was tied to.

Saint Zachary’s face was distorted, and he had a strong urge to skin the snake beastman. However, he could only hold it in and back off, waving his hand and sending the surrounding scorpions back too. Only a few scattered scorpion corpses were left lying on the ground.

Damien and Winston ran off quickly, chasing after their mate. No scorpions dared to stop them.

Saint Zachary still hadn’t heard of what had...