If the target is the headless bark mantis from before, we gather all the warriors of the tribe, and dare to fight, and there is a possibility of victory.

Then, in the face of this female bark mantis, which is twice the size of the former, and is still in the most dangerous and hungry period, we warriors who have been scattered in the chase and have lost their concealment, do not dare to compete with it at all.

The praying mantis is very sensitive to moving objects, so when she was eating just now, we didn't dare to move, we just wanted her to leave when she was full.

But now, apparently she has made us a target, and we have no choice but to retreat.

There was no need to communicate, and the warriors with a little experience knew that they were invincible at this time, so we quickly turned and retreated, and ran wildly towards the way we came.

This damn terrain, too empty and lacking vegetation cover, is a nightmare for the pursuers and a nightmare for the escapees. Just now, we were still chasers, but now we have changed our identities.

I knew that only by burrowing into dense bushes or grass could we escape this terrifying presence with our nimble body.

However, there are always some stunned young fighters who do not measure their own strength and overestimate their strength. They may not have noticed that their people were withdrawing, but several warriors marched forward together to meet them.

I didn't dare to look back at their ends, all I knew was that after only a few moments, their movements were gone.

Perhaps it was their "sacrifice" that saved the entire party participating in the hunting ritual, and after they launched a counterattack, the female bark mantis did not pursue us, and perhaps she had stopped to enjoy the new loot.

The warriors returned to the tribe in twos and threes, and everyone was in a very low mood, it was a failed hunting ritual, and not only did it not achieve its goal, but also lost a number of warriors.

The old queen ant didn't care much about the loss of the warriors, but now that there was plenty of food and the number of eggs had proliferated, these shortages would soon be replenished.

She was more concerned about the presence of an invincible hunter roaming our territory, which would be a great threat to any warrior who went out hunting.

I had calmed down at this point, and I was not so worried, and I told you that the female bark mantis must need a lot of food for such a large existence, and her favorite prey should be those insects that are also huge, such as locusts, stag beetles, and so on. The size of our warriors is not yet to be targeted and attacked by her, and the reason for today's losses is due to the fact that we are too close and there are so many people who attract attention.

Perhaps the presence of this predator will greatly affect the number of prey in our territory, but it is not yet a serious threat to the safety of the warriors.

After listening to my analysis, everyone was a little relieved, after all, no one wants to be afraid of going out every day, afraid of a monster that does not know when it will appear and is destined to be powerless to resist.

I'm just analyzing it based on my feelings and experiences, but I'm not really sure in my mind. However, in the next few days, it was true that everyone did not encounter this monster again, but she was often found near the gravel field.

Over time, everyone stopped near the place where the female bark mantis frequented, and almost gave up this small piece of territory.

Fortunately, the female bark mantis haunts the edge of our territory, and it is estimated that her range of activities also covers the territory of other tribes.

- I'm the dividing line -

Duels over territory, failed hunting rituals, roaming bark praying mantises, these things fade into oblivion over time.

And I didn't know at this time that a major event was about to happen that would profoundly affect me, our tribe, and even our race in the entire hilly area.

In the past few days, a number of tribesmen from the tribe have come to the tribal territory, and they are not here to offend our tribal territory, on the contrary, they have taken the initiative to stop at the border and make a noise to attract our attention.

When the warriors patrolling the border appeared, the fellows immediately made a non-threatening gesture - lowering their bodies and antennae, and closing their jaws and stingers.

The patrol warrior stepped forward and communicated with him with his tentacles, confirming that the other party was the messenger who had come to activate the "Holy Ally", and brought it back to the Horde.

The so-called "holy allies" are when serious enemies appear, all tribes of our race can start an alliance, and if the tribe that receives the messenger agrees to join the alliance, it will send warriors to the assembly place with their own food to participate in the alliance war. Even if you are unable to participate for various reasons, you must not use force against your neighbors who are participating in the alliance and have no troops during this period.

In the past, it was often when the Fallen appeared on a large scale, or even corrupted several tribes, that the "Holy Allies" were activated to eliminate these mortal enemies.

This time, however, the message of the Messenger revealed that it was not the Fallen who were to be dealt with, but the Outsiders.

This makes the old seniority of the tribe very strange, for outsiders, though equally undesirable, rarely provoke us.

Before our tribe migrated, we had to flee because we participated in a small "Holy Alliance" against outsiders.

But that time, the outsiders did not invade us, they just occupied the place that was previously occupied by the degenerate. The "Holy Allies" at that time were more to plunder food in the spring, when food was scarce, and incidentally wanted to drive away outsiders.

But now the messenger has brought bad news, and it is said that near the edge of the hills, outsiders have gone out to drive out and wipe out many of our kindred tribes. It is also said that the methods are extremely brutal, usually the entire tribe is slaughtered.

In the beginning, some of the weaker tribes chose to flee, while the stronger tribes decided to rebel.

However, these powerful tribes, which had hundreds of warriors, later failed, and some of the smaller tribes that fled saw that the territories of the losers were either occupied by outsiders or left vacant.

As a result, some of the smaller tribes returned, and those who had been blessed with misfortune were given greater territory.

But after a while, the outsiders came out again and continued to sweep through the nearby tribes.

This time, many tribes realized that the outsiders were not acting simply to avenge previous conflicts, but were consciously making enemies of our entire race.

As a result, several tribes close to the outsiders invariably launched a call for "holy allies", hoping to gather the strength of many nearby tribes to stop the atrocities of the outsiders.

From the horrific scenes of other tribes brought by the messenger at the hands of outsiders, I saw a familiar scene again—the corpses of their own kind, in horrible condition, with a lot of blood and mutilation.

It's the same thing that happened to the old owners of our new territory!!