Chapter Twenty-Three: The Battle of Fire Ants
The fire ants don't look big, but they are much faster than Ding Ding expected. The flaming red wave is surging, coupled with the posture of the ant beast and the husband who is not open, and the three of them plus a pig are embarrassed and embarrassed. Although he was very reluctant to lose to these small fire ants, no, these fire ants were not small at all, they were dozens of times larger than the red fire ants he knew.
They were gritting their teeth and rushing at him as if they were not going to die. Everywhere they went, none of the animals that escaped were spared, and all of them became food for them, leaving behind skeletons that were horrific to watch.
Ding Ding a few people ran desperately, jumping up and down in the forest, never able to get rid of the thousands of troops behind them. The little flying pig flew high, and the fire ants couldn't help it, so they could only stare at the other three people and slowly rush over.
Buck was tall, struggled to run, and was already sweating profusely and out of breath. If this continues, sooner or later they will be buried and dead. Ding Ding was anxious. In his ears, all he could hear was the rapid movement of the army of fire ants, and they all acted in unison, and even the sound they made was exactly the same. He can't drag everyone down, he has to find a way to get out.
"Little Fat Pig, how long will it take to get to Flame City?"
"At this speed, I still have to run more than ten miles." Little Flying Pig didn't know whether it was fear or tiredness, his nostrils flared and closed, and he couldn't breathe.
"The situation is not good, if it continues like this, no one can escape." Dangdang was equally exhausted and gasped for air.
"I've got a way! Come down, little flying pig, I'm going to sit on top of you! ”
"What do you say? I can't even fly, you want my life? Flying Pig yelled.
"If you don't want to die, hurry up!"
Little Flying Pig is ruthless and fights! It flew down and let Ding Ding sit on it, and he didn't know what he could do, and now he had no choice but to let it go.
Ding Ding was in a hurry, remembering that he had killed the strange bird with a rocket not long ago, and since it was possible to use fire, he would give these damned fire ants a roasted ant feast and let them taste death.
He raised the bow in his hand, concentrated his energy, silently recited fire in his heart, and let go to shoot the first arrow. It's a pity that the arrow made of condensation, with a long tail, was inserted into the army of fire ants. What makes people angry is that this arrow, like a drop of water, fell into the sea, and it didn't even splash the slightest splash.
"You, are you kidding me?" Little Flying Pig is angry. I said it nicely just now, but I didn't expect it to be a fart sound. An arrow went out, and it is estimated that not even a single fire ant was missed. He gritted his teeth in anger, and wanted to throw him into the fire ant pile.
"Mistakes, mistakes! Let me try again, and I won't let you down! ”
Ding Ding said and shot as he spoke, and shot two arrows in succession. When the fourth arrow was finally fired, an arrow with flames stuck in the ground. The ground was full of withered grass, and even such a small spark ignited in an instant.
His heart was full of joy, and the power he had lost seemed to have all returned in an instant. So there was a series of three arrows, and the arrows were on fire, and at once a large area of grass was set on fire. The fire was spreading, and the fire ants, who had been burying their heads in asceticism, seemed to be frightened by the accident. Their neat procession was chaotic, and many fire ants were buried in the fire, and the hearts that escaped the catastrophe were palpitating, and they stayed away from the fire, and suddenly lost their composure.
There was a roar of rage from the ant-beast, and it strode forward, its feet stomping towards the burning meadow. The flames, which had not yet had time to spread, died down under its feet, and disappeared without a trace, not even a trace of smoke to be found.
Ding Ding was so startled that she almost fell off the little flying pig. He underestimated the antbeast too much, this big guy, it's really not easy to deal with at all.
"Sister Dang, you and Buck go first, I'll hold them back!"
He can't let everyone take risks. At most, the little flying pig can carry him, and the other two don't seem to be doing well. If you drag it any longer, you will either be eaten by fire ants, or you will die of exhaustion. There is still a long road ahead, and if you don't buy more time, I'm afraid that you will really not be able to make it to Flame City alive.
"No, I can't leave you alone!" When the first against. Her mission is to protect him, how can he be left alone to face danger? He is the hope of all, and as long as he is there, he can restrain the Dark Lord. Obviously, this Dark Lord also knew, otherwise, how could he come to kill him with great fanfare.
"Quick, go! Don't hesitate any longer, if we continue like this, we will all die. Believe me, I'll have a way out. If we get lost, we will meet in the City of Fire. ”
Buckle reluctantly ran up. He couldn't joke with his life. He promised Kumar that he would do it. He believed that Ding Ding, with his ability, would definitely be able to get out. It's like when he was able to kill the strange bird by himself, and he could get away with it. If she doesn't leave, he will carry her away.
It's not as easy as they think. The army of fire ants was in front, and the tengu, who was called thunder, was behind, and it was in the sky, and it could see everything on the ground clearly. Originally, I thought that with the power of the ant beast, I could easily send a few people away, leaving them with no bones. Unexpectedly, the few of them were even more difficult to deal with than it imagined.
Ding Ding's intention, obviously, wanted to cover up and let the man and woman get out first. But this matter has to be asked. It doesn't care what the ant beast does with Dingding, the man and the woman, no matter what, can't let them leave. It waved its big wings and flew over Dangdang and Buck, with a big mouth, a loud bang, crackling, muffled sound around them, white smoke bursts, sand and dust protruding, and sand and stones splashed on the two of them.
Damn, this monster can thunder. Buck hugged Dangdang and rolled on the spot a few times, narrowly avoiding it. The two of them shook their bodies and shook the sand off their bodies. Glancing at each other, they quickly separated and hid behind a big tree. Ding Ding is still shooting rockets, and he is too weak to take care of others.
It's broken, if this monster can thunder, then Dingding is dangerous. Before the sound in his heart was finished, he saw the tengu heading towards Ding Ding and the little flying pig. No, the little flying pig is in mid-air, and it will definitely suffer. Dangdang couldn't care so much, and only thought about dragging down the thundering tengu so that Ding Ding had more time to deal with the army of fire ants.
She drew her sword and tried to throw it at the Tengu. Although her strength is not as strong as Buck, she has also practiced martial arts diligently since she was a child, and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she does not want to let go.
"Dangdang, give me the sword!"
Buck had quickly climbed up the tree, pulled down a thick branch, and shouted to Dangdang. Dangdang immediately realized and threw the sword in his hand to him. He grabbed the sword, quickly placed it on the bent branch, and let go, and the sword whistled with the sound of the wind, and flew towards the tengu.