"Priest, a human continually releases this strange magic above us and has already killed one of our Sand Sculpture Knights."
They only saw Du You kill one, but they didn't see the deaths of the other five.
The old man with the cane furrowed his brow, touching the ground with his stick, which got stuck by the mucus. It took him great effort to pull his cane free after it drew out long strings of the mucus.
"I'm not sure of the purpose of this spell, but we cannot let it continue."
"It's just poisonous. The toxicity is not sufficient to threaten us. Isn't it useless?"
The priest shook his head: "No, if it were truly useless, he would not do this. Even the arrow-like spell you previously mentioned that can kill some people from the sky, but now he uses this. No one knows what he wants to do, but the humans will certainly not let us off easily."
"What should we do then?" The person was hesitant.
