I was nervous, the emotion came very suddenly, a natural instinct warning me. We are predators, and sometimes prey, and that's the kind of instinct that is based on the prey.

The German cockroach didn't know that it was almost attacked by me just now, and it was still eating grass seeds slowly.

I, and the queen ant behind me, remained motionless, with only a slight turn of my head, taking in as much of the nearby scene as possible.

Everywhere there were cyan, green, and withered yellow blades of grass, mottled and cluttered, completely obscuring the view, and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.

The queen ant was a little puzzled, she didn't dare to move after seeing me, and she couldn't reach my antennae, so her tentacles tapped my abdomen a few times.

I didn't dare to respond to it, and not being able to see it doesn't mean that there is no danger, and danger often comes from laxity.

Like the prey I once killed, their fate was decided before they even saw me. When they saw me, there was no escape.

I continued to look around, as slowly as I could, as lightly as I could. Everything seemed to be still, except for the swaying of the grass and trees, and the slight movement of the German cockroach feeding.

A good hunter needs patience, and it takes patience to save his life, and I've seen too many people with excellent physical fitness who have failed to hunt or even died because of their lack of patience.

Patience, once again saved me.

Not far away, a blade of grass shook and a huge figure appeared.

It was an insect that was several times larger than me, and if you just looked at its flat appearance, you might mistake it for a cockroach, similar to the cockroach of the American cockroach.

But it is far more terrifying than a cockroach, with a messy black-brown patch and a rough texture like the bark of a tree. Its body is flattened, with a stubby anterior thorax that is almost square in shape. But its carapace is strong, with a lot of nodulous, sharp bumps on it.

Its triangular head, huge compound eyes, horrific mouthparts, and a pair of striking, huge, hideous saw-like predatory feet are all part of its identity.

This is a bark mantis, a praying mantis that looks like a cockroach. But it is much more terrifying than cockroaches, the most ferocious bug in the region, and even the most valiant hunters will not want to provoke it.

I didn't dare to move, today's hunt was terrible, if I hadn't been alert, we two hunters would have fallen prey.

Behind me, the queen ant didn't dare to move, and she was more attractive to predators than the smelly German cockroach, and she knew it.

We are hunters blessed by the gods, but a single hunter is no match for a fierce insect of this level. We can only wait, hoping that it does not find us.

We bent down, trying to keep our bodies close to the blades of grass, using the blades to block our bodies. As long as we don't move, the bark mantis won't easily spot us.

The bark mantis approached the German cockroach little by little, that was its target, this German cockroach thought it was safe to hide on the back of the blade of grass, and chewed the grass seeds in a big gulp, but it was not known that it had been targeted by two groups of hunters in a short time.

The bark mantis seems to move slowly, using only its last four arthropods, but it is very steady, and it approaches it from the blind spot of the German cockroach.

Soon, the bark mantis climbed up the grass stalk and reached the attack position. It was a full distance away from its prey, but it was enough.

The sluggish German cockroach was only alert at this time, and it could only be said that the bark mantis's approach was too hidden, and its protective color made it difficult for it to be spotted by distant targets, and I had not seen it hiding in the mottled grass before. And its movements are also very light, and when it climbs the grass stem of the grass where the German cockroach is located, it does not even shake the grass.

The German cockroach turned, but only halfway through the turn, the bark mantis struck out. It leaned forward, its long predatory feet stretched out, and when it retracted, the German cockroach was firmly clamped.

The German cockroach struggled violently, its six arthropods swaying, but its body was firmly hooked by the jagged predatory feet of the bark mantis, and it did not move.

The bark mantis brought its prey to its mouth, and the German cockroach's butt was inserted into its terrifying chewing mouthparts and quickly disappeared.

The German cockroach struggled violently, and I felt a tightness in my belly as I watched its belly disappear. If it weren't for the cessation of action, we would have been the ones who had suffered this.

We still didn't dare to move, because in order to ambush the German cockroach, we also arrived at the attack position, which was very close to the current position of the bark mantis, just a few blades of grass.

Once we move, we will definitely be spotted by this cruel hunter, who can jump and fly, and the hunter who is best at jumping and running is very difficult to get rid of.

We can only hope that it will leave on its own when it is full, and will not dare to move.

The lower body of the German cockroach was quickly chewed and eaten, and then the bark mantis discarded the upper part of the German cockroach, which had a thicker carapace and less meat, and wiped its mouth with its predatory foot, as if it was still unsatisfied.

The German cockroach is so tenacious that it is not dead, and it struggles to hook the blades of grass with its remaining three arthropods, trying to crawl away. Behind its shattered body, large strands of tissue fluid mixed with internal organs flowed out.

It didn't live long, and the tenacious vitality bestowed by the race only made it more painful.

The bark mantis licks its predatory feet, then wipes its mouthparts, and meticulously cleans up. The queen ant and I could only continue to lie on our stomachs, not daring to fight at all.

Finally, the bark mantis was cleaned up, and it quickly crawled away, crawling like a cockroach disgusting. It didn't find us, we were safe.

After waiting patiently for a while, I finally moved my arthropods and antennae, and the queen ant, who had not moved for a long time, also moved.

The two of us touched our tentacles and exchanged briefly.

I told the queen ant that there was only half a German cockroach left over there to eat, but the queen refused in disgust, this stinky prey, and the soft belly still has some heads, and now only the upper body is hard to chew and less meat, which is really not delicious and nutritious.

Queens during the egg-laying period are picky eaters like bark mantises.

I had no choice but to take her and continue to search for new game in the hunting grounds at the foot of the hills. This time, knowing that there was a bark mantis nearby, we acted more cautiously.

I don't know if it's bad luck or because of the activity of the bark mantis that scared away the prey. We didn't find anything until noon.

The queen was not satisfied, and she signaled that she wanted to go to the valley, where there was a lot of prey.

I refused, and those neighbors of the same clan were not easy to mess with, and they could easily kill us both when they were angry!