Chapter: 627

The poor skeleton slowly climbed up the rockface, having some trouble with its one arm. Jay decided not to let Sweeper eat bones to heal as it was going to be left behind to watch Jay's tail. It would simply be a waste.

“Hmm, maybe I should make this a regular practice… Sweeper can be like a rear-guard of sorts – or at least an early warning system for when it dies…” he smiled, giving his arm a good scratch as it had been itching since he came closer to the desert.

Sweeper had clambered on the rock and was looking around like a sentry.

Jay sat back on his throne and was carried along the rocky slope between the desert and the mountains.

After travelling for a few hours between the natural narrow passageway between the mountain and the desert, the air became quite dry.

At this point, Jay's arm was only getting itchier and he focused on trying not to scratch it through the molodus coat.

“It will only itch the more I scratch it” he thought, as annoyed as he was tempted.

Thankfully, Jay noticed something to take his mind off it as his eyes drifted over the desert.

“Oh?” he raised a brow.

The desert sands were shifting frantically as if it were made from water – there was so much movement under the sand as it was thriving with more of these underground creatures.

Previously there was only a few of them, but here, where the mushrooms were thick, there were seemingly hundreds, maybe even one thousand of the underground animals.

They darted about erratically, harvesting the red mushroom fruits and even making the sand seem like a turbulent river.

With so many around to catch, Jay decided it was time for a little hunt as he had the skeletons place the throne down.

“Now's as good as ever” he thought as he sent his skeletons off, still sitting casually on his throne.

Each of them slinked off into the sand once more, their boney feet sinking into it. For a moment the skeletons simply stood there watching – they weren't sure how to go about catching something underground as they watched the little mounds and waves of moving sand pass by.

“It’d be easier if the helminth was here…” Jay thought as he watched the hapless skeletons.

After a while, the skeletons began slashing and stabbing at the sand – unfortunately the daggers simply weren't long enough while the swords were too wide to penetrate deeply.

The underground creatures were also going around the skeletons, avoiding them.

As for slashing through the sand, it went as well as one might expect. No creatures were harmed in the making of these orders.

Jay was shaking his head as the skeletons continued anyway – they were slowly digging a hole around themselves, only to be avoided even more by the underground creatures.

Jay ignored them for a moment and pulled out a bone pile as he began crafting.

His crafting choice? A spear – four of them.

The two handed weapon with a slender shaft will give themthe much needed penetration power.

Jay began crafting like usual, forming a long slender pice of molten bone.

Contrary to his expectations, it required a great deal of concentration, as the molten bone kept wanting to form a spindle shape rather than a long cylinder; he also had to keep it straight while doing so.