The endless sea of forests is like a wheat field when I was a child.

As soon as the wind blows, it rolls up like a wave.

If there is a little kid standing on a high place and looking down at this time, he will probably imagine that he has suddenly become a scarecrow, standing quietly in the vast wheat field, and imagining his own sky with the undulations of the wheat waves.

However, there are no wheat fields here, and there are no catchers in the wheat fields.

There is only the endless forest sea, surging magnificently, and people can't help but want to climb to the top of the highest tree, like an ape to sing a wild song.

It's a pity that Kazama is not an ape, and his mount doesn't seem to be so willing to climb trees, so in the end, Kazama has no choice but to put this bold plan on the shelf.

After all, the priority at hand is not to experience the beauty of nature, but to conquer it.

Like all the brave people who go to explore the Amazon jungle, the contestants have to start stepping into the trap of nature.

It's a beautiful trap with a gorgeous glow, as if every ray of light is coming out of a neon sign.

If at this time, there is a vigorous dance music, or the talented friends in the team form a band or something, those youthful eyes should not be so anxious.

Instead, there will be dancing figures, writhing close to each other under the encouragement of youthful sweat and hormones.

At that time, Kazama Yangyu should invite the princess who doesn't know where to hide and dance gracefully, maybe in this way, the stuffiness that is crowded in that heart will dissipate, and Kazama Yangha can live a happy harem life again.

It's a pity that assumptions are always assumptions, there are no energetic dance music here, and there are no friends who know the rhythm, and even if there is, they will not risk losing face in front of their beloved girl to come out and improvise.

After all, the "buzzing" noise is itself the natural enemy of the rhythm.

It's as if a handful of sand has been spilled into the eye sockets, not only in pain, but also in that dry and grainy feeling, even if it is not an exaggeration to call it noise.

The point is, the noise is still expanding.

Mixed with a terrifying "rustle" sound.

At this time, probably even if he invited Boya to come, served him with "Jiaowei", and put Zhong Ziqi in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to play any "Mountains and Flowing Water".

Of course, it would probably be better to change to Ji Kang, people are not even afraid of killing their heads, how can the noise affect him.

However, even so, probably when the first note of "Guangling San" came out, Ji Kang would come up with his Ji Kang-style guqin.

Thinking like this, Kazama Yangyu finally showed a wry smile on his stunned expression.

Not because he couldn't invite Hull to dance, but because he saw the truth behind the "buzz" and "rustle" sounds.

It was a mighty division that covered the entire field of vision, and each warrior was the size of Kazama's fist.

Although it may seem a little dwarf, when the nature of their "insects" is understood, this dwarfness turns into a terrifying one in an instant.

That's a real killer bee, and a cruel and tyrannical man-eating ant.

One in heaven and one on earth.

One "buzzed" and called, as if a majestic horn was blowing in this sparse dense forest, and the other "rustled" in response, as if the army had always been iron-blooded, moving forward.

Tree trunks, grass roots, green leaves, flowers...... Everywhere you pass, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, all the marks of life are taken away.

Nothing was left, nothing could be seen.

The only thing that everyone could feel was probably the large number of fallen trees and the noise that was getting closer.

The earth is pressed by black, and the sky is pressed by black.

There is no hope in sight, no reliable shelter.

At this time, even if it is hidden in the crevices of the rocks, it is estimated that it will become a pile of white bones after the thousands of troops, or, powder?

But none of this matters anymore.

Now the question is, what to do?

Fists and weapons are obviously no longer enough to stop the mighty army of bee ants. As for magic, if everyone cooperates tacitly enough to cast spells without interruption for dozens of minutes, or if someone is confident enough to hold on alone for so long, it should be a very good choice.

But if you can't do it, and you attack rashly, it will probably end up being annihilated.

After all, thousands of fist-sized insects aren't just as powerful as they look, they're actually even more powerful.

They will rip your skin, cut off your meridians, and eat you without being picky when you grill or drown their companions......

Of course, there's an easier solution, flying.

As long as you fly high enough, as long as you fly over the black and oppressive bee colony like a dark cloud, you can escape.

And in fact, some people did start to take off.

Whether it's brooms, magic, mechs, summoning beasts, or even gorgeous wings...... As long as they can fly, they basically fly, scrambling to be the first, rushing towards the sky.

There, the hopeful sun, hiding behind the clouds, casually sneered.

Kazama Yangyu looked back, and there was a pair of faces that fell into the city, and the eyes of different colors were as indifferent as water.

But more than that, it was the anxious expression, as if he was a new recruit on the battlefield, looking helplessly.

What are they looking for...... A place to hide, a stronghold to fight back, or is it a place where feng shui is good for burying bones?

Who knows...... Kazama is not interested in knowing.

He just rubbed his forehead slightly, hesitated, and then sighed as if he had lost to himself.

The moment he looked up, his eyes were burning.

"Anyone who wants to live stands behind me! The closer the better, don't separate! ”

It was the majesty of a famous general, on the battlefield, giving orders.

Obviously I don't want to do this, obviously everyone is an opponent, and sooner or later we will have to meet each other, but just like this, I watched them fall here and turn into a dry bone...... Probably, Kazama Shoha can't be happy, right, or rather, won't he win?

Well...... It doesn't matter.

Anyway, after Kazama shouted these words, people began to rush towards him.

At first, it was skeptical, then unwilling, and in the end, it was scrambling......

It was like seeing a treasure trove full of gold coins, and the crowd finally gave up their doubts about the trap and pushed forward desperately.

And in fact, Kazama does have a lot of gold coins...... Snatched from one of the dragons beneath him.

Well, it's a robbery, but it's just a deposit...... Right! It is the kind of balance that is not paid in full in order to prevent default before the service is provided.

After all, the sister who said that she was going to be good for thirty days, the ghost knows when this guy under her will be unhappy and just shake his head and slip away......

In fact, though, she's already starting to be unhappy.

The crowd of people, squeezing rice cakes, rushed towards Kazama, little by little, pushing Kazama towards the front.

Of course, Valrhona, who is Kazama's feather mount, is the first to bear the brunt.

"Boom...... It's your sister, and you can't bear to let people become their food when you see so many big ants? ”

As if crying, the little girl complained slightly, but the expression that looked so fake was obviously not expecting much from Kazama's pity.

However, unexpectedly responded.

hand, gently caressing the other party's marshmallow-like hair, a crescent-shaped scale, just like that, handed to the little girl.

"Na~ My lovely sister, don't cry, how about we play a game?"

Overhead, a gentle voice came from the ear of the tsundere sister, like an older brother bathed in the sun.

The snow-white neck, "whoosh", turned red.

Slightly stunned, the little girl reacted quickly.

However, before she could make any movements, there was a strange sound above her head.

"Ding—"

The crisp sound is the echo of the exchange of gold and jade.

The brilliant streamer, just like that, swept straight out.

Constantly tumbling and soaring in the wind.

At that moment, there was a bleak light that overflowed from the little girl's eyes.

With panic, with heartache.

It was as if the whole world had abandoned that young soul at that moment.

But in fact, it was just a gold coin.

Yes, a gold coin.

A gold coin that was feathered by Kazama and thrown.

And in front of the gold coin, there is the army of bee ants that have finally arrived......

Gold coins, a little flip.

Then, little by little.

It's like a piece of bread falling from the sky, with the enticing aroma of food.

If it goes on like this, if it goes on like this, it will probably be eaten......

The little girl thought like this, and cried out with a "wow".

Then, before the tears really flowed, the little mouth suddenly opened at a strange angle.

With a "woo", he swallowed the dragon scale that was handed to him in front of him.

Light, shining in an instant.

The huge dragon wings, accompanied by a violent wind, stretched out.

Like the protection of the gods, it descended from the sky.

It's a pity that the asylum, only in passing.

The real purpose of those huge wings is to kill.

It's like crushing, it's like slaughter.

Countless missiles, just like that, roared out.

Then, bloom.

One, two, three......

The gorgeous flames, accompanied by the mushroom clouds that rose into the sky, bloomed all the way.

From the ground, rush to the sky, from the sky, fall to the ground.

Little by little, it spreads outward.

Constantly extended, constantly surging.

In the end, the entire forest was finally dotted into a splendid garden.

In the garden, there are only bright gold coins, spinning leisurely, falling from the sunlight, reflecting the dazzling light.

On the other hand, the red eyes hidden in the darkness were slightly gloomy.

It was like a cave in the depths of the forest, dark and treacherous......