17 Nest (4)

Bai Leng and Zhang Long returned to the ant nursery again, and looked through the hole to see that the ant corpses that should have covered the ground had disappeared cleanly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Doctor, please explain this phenomenon."

"Ants move the corpses of their companions to a special place in their nests, and it is said that the dead ants still have pheromones secreted during their lifetimes...... What's the use of talking about this, let's come to slaughter the city, don't care where his Mao's corpse goes. ā€

Zhang Long straightened his headlamp: "Walk lightly, try not to attract the attention of the soldier ants." ā€

"Listen to you." Bai Leng stretched out his hand to the entrance of the passage where a large number of evil insects had gushed out, and motioned for Zhang Long to ask first.

"Glacis, I really don't want to be an ant's poop." Zhang Long sighed and stuffed his big head into it.

On the ground, more than ten meters above them, miners and oracles were closely watching the entrance to the cave.

"Feel it, you now have thousands of calf-length ants under your feet." Rong Zixin pressed Nicholas's shoulder with his hand to force him to calm down: "The choice you make, even if you kneel, you have to go through it." ā€

"it...... Fuck it, I feel like something is moving under my ass. ā€

"It's coming!" Rong Zixin got up suddenly, and the soil at the pores between them was rapidly sinking, collapsing, and the hole became bigger and bigger, and with a clear insect hiss, countless slender ants came out of the hole.

"Oh my God!" Shen Shanshan covered her mouth.

The aboriginal miners next to them hugged their heads and opened their mouths, they never thought that the place where they worked had such a large number of neighbors, the whole mound of more than six meters high was like a bulging wheat stack, and the wheat grains could not wait to gush out under the pressure as soon as the drill was inserted, but the wheat grains were replaced by squeaky insects, and the picture could not make people feel the joy of the harvest at all.

Colby stood at the back of the fence with his arms crossed, and pouted slightly when he saw this: "It doesn't seem to be very difficult." ā€

However, Rong Zixin didn't think so, he was nervously staring at the crazy insects under his feet, even if he desperately stretched out his feet to tease the ants crawling on the ground drenched with special potion, the other party was still indifferent to the flesh and blood that was close at hand, and desperately squeezed his companions away just to touch the moist land that was no less than immortal water in their eyes.

Nicholas tugged at his hair vigorously, and the young man, who was already a little slightly dense phobia, had a strong physiological reaction when he saw this scene, and these signals were fully captured by the game equipment, and reflected on the character model was a burst of vertigo, and unbearable itching, and an urge to tear his scalp off.

Rong Zixin discovered the other party's abnormality, pulled Nicholas's collar and said loudly in his ear: "Stay awake, stay focused, you can, don't make some irrelevant associations!" ā€

At this moment, the ground at their feet twisted, and the two worker ants crawled on Rong Zixin's body without a head, and the tentacles in front of their foreheads trembled, they probably felt that they were standing tall and receiving stronger information factors.

Rong Zixin threw them into the sea of ants below one by one, and Nicholas was already on the verge of collapse, and a pair of slender hands turned into chicken feet: "Ahhhh ā€

"Wait."

There were also ants crawling out, huddled together one on top of the other, the mound covered in green weeds still coated with a black-and-red shell, and the chocolate sauce on the matcha cake was still flowing to the rest of the plate.

"Mother God bless, don't come here!"

"They're getting closer!

"You won't get that potion on your hands, see if they're really coming in this direction!"

The tragic death of his companion obviously left a shadow in the hearts of these miners, and a man with a big face and a beard who was five big and three thick saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly wanted to retreat, but unexpectedly bumped into a slender body.

This sweaty face was full of fear and a strong desire to survive, and he yelled at Qiu Man, who stopped him, with a mining pickaxe: "Get out, you are all crazy, this mine must have been cursed by the devil, I don't want to die here yet!" ā€

Qiu Man sneered: "Please take care of yourself." ā€

And in the next second, in the miner's incredulous look, Qiu Man pushed himself away and climbed out of the fence in a dashing manner, and stepped on the spine of an ant. Leaning down and crouching, the long sword swept through a beautiful arc, and the few ants crawling over here flew back with broken limbs.

"That's it." After observing that there were no more ants gushing out of several nearby holes, Rong Zixin decisively picked up more than a dozen small barrels that were placed aside, which were filled with incendiary agents specially refined by alchemists, and simply poured them on their heads.

Nicholas closed his eyes and threw one unsealed cloth bag after another filled with incendiary agent in all directions, and on the other side of the wall, there were also people performing these actions, Colby frowned, grabbed Zeng Wenyuan and asked, "Where did you buy these incendiary agents?" ā€

Zeng Wenyuan was inexplicable: "It should be the alchemy shop in the north of the city, is there a problem?" ā€

"There's a problem, and it's not a small problem." Colby's deep eyes were as solid as a laser: "Their incendiary likes to put pseudolignin, which to insects looks like dripping pepper water into your eyes." ā€

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The ant colony exploded, and the ants that had been splashed on the incendiary agent jumped up one by one as if they had been drugged, and then spun wildly in place, making painful noises.

"I suggest, set it on fire." Colby said and floated twenty meters away.

Rong Zixin also sensed the source of the accident, the ants in the place under their feet were drenched with incendiary agent and began to attack all the surrounding objects that did not carry the smell of their own population, and a cloth bag containing incendiary agent turned into debris in an instant.

"Ignition!" Rong Zixin's double swords were unsheathed at his waist, protecting Nicholas and slashing down several flying ants in succession. Nicholas kicked the pole that was standing and broke the flotting rod in his hand with all his might.

"Roast the fire, bugs!"

The miners also howled and threw the burning firewood into the place where they had just thrown the incendiary packets, and clusters of brilliant sparks bloomed, taking away the fragile lives of the ants gathered nearby.

Long lines of fire spread down the lines of the incendiary agent, turning the mound into a fire, billowing smoke mixed with the stench of barbecue protein rising to the sky, and the crackling sound mixed with the screams of ants before they died, making the people below feel like they were in lava purgatory.

The ants seemed to have finally come to their senses, and it was all a hoax, and the heat around them made their delicate nerves, paralyzed by the potion of traits, regain their sensitivity, and the tentacles quickly discerned, pointing at the terrified humans huddled behind the walls.

"Paul!" Zeng Wenyuan had already started to prepare when he lit the fire, and he challenged himself again, and the giant arcane bullet composed of four consecutive arcane energy agitated dangerous ripples in his hand.

"Walk you!"

There is a saying in Arcanist circles: Hey Arcane Missile, the easiest and the most difficult. This basic arcane is highly practical, simple to unleash and has good power, but it is more difficult to increase the power of this spell than to learn a new spell.

In the process of dismantling the Ao Neng, the energy released is increasing layer by layer, and the impact generated by the four consecutive chains of Ao Neng suppressed into the missile directly plowed the soil layer in front of it, as if someone used a small spoon to scrape off a layer of burning chocolate sauce, revealing the brown cake underneath.

Paul also threw his bomb, but it was only a drop in the bucket for the out-of-control ant colony, and more ants that had not yet been affected by the flames swung their six legs quickly and crawled towards the outer circle wall.

Qiu Man shouted: "Take up your weapons and fight bravely!" ā€

When the miners saw a woman in front of them, they climbed the fence and waved the guy in their hands and threw it at the ants below. As for escaping? They were afraid that if they did, they would be embarrassed to pull out the thing in their crotch and pee.

Bai Leng and Zhang Long shrank motionless at a fork, holding their breath to listen to the faint shouts coming from above their heads.

"It seems to be very intense, let's hurry up."

"I want to, too, but now there's a problem." Zhang Long couldn't turn around in the ant road, so he could only twist his buttocks.

"What?"

"We seem to be lost......"