The incident happened not far from the protagonist's location, and even at night, he saw it very real under the moonlight.

At this moment, there are still many Divine Envoy King warriors in other places who are attacking or trying to attack the carnivorous snail, but they don't know that this seemingly incapable and slow snail has a strange weapon.

In nature, colorful colors often mean warnings, especially for Honda poisons. The protagonist didn't think about it before, but now he sees more and more fighters dying under the venom, and he reacts. Now, there are fighters who are poisoned and then eaten.

The protagonist is anxious, and now that there is no queen ant in the team, every warrior is precious and difficult to replenish. In particular, these warriors are veterans who have survived countless battles, and they are experienced and skilled in combat, and they cannot be easily lost.

The protagonist hurriedly asks the herald to give the order to retreat. At the moment, it seems that there is no good way to deal with these snails, so it is better to retreat.

Warned by the smell and sound, the ants withdrew from all directions, and the carnivorous snail that tasted the sweetness actually followed slowly, dragging a long trail all the way to the anthill, as if it had not eaten enough.

Without the ants' obstruction, vegetarian snails continued to surround and try to continue to gnaw on the concrete.

Hundreds of snails eat together at an astonishing speed.,If the carcass of a fish is eaten by snails.,Or it's not half a day before there will be a skeleton.,The protagonist looks at it.,I think the ant mound may not last until tomorrow morning.。

Once the anthill is broken, the carnivorous snails can rush in and kill, these almost invulnerable carnivorous snails have a huge appetite, and they can even swallow stones to taste salty, which is really an out-and-out gluttonous snail.

The protagonist asks the ants to hurriedly fetch a number of torches from the combustion chamber and throw them from the top of the antmound. These torches are simple hay, there are no oil-rich branches on this island, and torches made of hay are not as fire-resistant as oil branch torches, and they are very easy to extinguish, some of them are extinguished in the process of falling, and some of them are extinguished after a while when they fall to the ground.

But the number of them was not large, and the ants had collected a lot of hay before, leaving behind relatively flame-resistant grass stems and roots. At this time, there was no need to keep the grain, and a large number of grass torches were sent to the combustion chamber to be lit, and then carried to the top of the ant mound and thrown down.

Soon, a small circle of flames appeared around the anthill.

Snails are still afraid of flames, even carnivorous snails that are not afraid of pain, and will retreat when they perceive flames.

The snails that had been dropped directly by the torches immediately retracted into their shells as fast as if they were a jumping locust. The snails even gave up their intention to stay here, and even withdrew the slime that fixed themselves, and rolled away along the outer wall of the anthill in their shells, eager to roll back to the tidal flats.

But these grass torches went out too quickly, and in the night wind, the torch embers soon lost their heat, and some snails that were not directly threatened by the torches were still feasting. They will even eat the extinguished torches, which are also food. Carnivorous snails continue to prey on other snails after losing track of ants.

The feast of gluttony next to the anthill continues, and the ants have to go around to the rescue, throwing torches in which direction the antmounds are most threatened.

Fortunately, after the torch was extinguished, it attracted the attention of vegetarian snails more than the concrete of the antmound, so that they gave up their plan to continue gnawing on the outer wall of the antmound, which also reduced the pressure.

The hay in the nest is not endless, and just as the protagonist receives news that the stock of hay stems and roots has been depleted for more than half of it, signs of whitening before sunrise begin to appear in the southeast.

At this time, the snails also began to leave, and they seemed to sense the change in the skylight, and did not miss the unfinished food, and retreated in the direction they came.

When retreating, these snails walked on the crystal trail left by the previous arrival, and the speed was even faster.

Snails are also afraid of daytime sunlight, and if they are not hiding in the water or in wet tidal flats, they will be dried by the sun. It is only at night that these snails dare to climb up to land in search of more abundant food than in the water.

The snails finally retreated, and the protagonist and the Divine Envoy King finally breathed a sigh of relief. The night's battle had cost the Divine Envoy Legion more than twenty warriors, and while the losses were not very heavy, these snails were even more difficult to deal with than the Destroyer.

To deal with the Destroyer, the weapons of the Divine Envoy King Legion can at least give damage, and there is really no good way to deal with these snails with iron walls and hard shells.

The protagonist knows that the Mystery Ball will definitely kill and injure these snails if it is detonated, but the Mystery Ball is an important strategic material, and it is too wasteful to use it against these wild creatures.

Something must be done to eliminate the threat of snails to ant mounds. These creatures are primitive, but after tasting the sweetness here once, they will definitely come back!

At sunrise, the ants continue to work, some mending the damaged anthills, others continuing to gather food.

Some ants found a small number of dead snail carcasses outside the anthill, all of which were medium-sized black snails. The carcasses of the small snails were eaten by the carnivorous snails. The black snail is too big, and if it retracts into its shell before it dies, there is no way for the carnivorous snail.

The dead black snails all had burn marks on their bodies, and they appeared to have died of their injuries. The ants carried their carcasses back to their nests*** to be dug up and dried, and the shells were also good containers, much larger than the existing clay pots of the Divine Envoy King Legion, which could be used to store water.

But last night's battle, that's all there was to it.

The protagonist leads the Praetorian Guard team to the shore of the cliff to inspect the direction where the snails crawled last night.

Fortunately, these snails live in another tidal flat where the water level is shallower, and they do not crawl from the anchorage of the walnut boats, otherwise they are afraid that they will climb up to the fleet and eat up all the ant silk ropes that connect the components of the ship.

The protagonist quickly finds the snail's daytime habitat, which is a shallow wetland with no dirt underwater, mainly rock, so the water here is very clear, unlike the mud and sand where the walnut fleet is moored.

Snails inhabit the reefs, some of them are above the water, some are submerged. Although this reef is clear and suitable for the living needs of snails, there is also little food for it. In addition to the innumerable prey of carnivorous snails, vegetarian snails can only snatch a small amount of algae or floating organic matter to feed.

No wonder these snails have to go ashore at night to feed, it is too much pressure to survive.

There are thousands of snails in front of me, and there are only about a hundred snails that besieged the anthill last night. The protagonist knows that it is impossible to destroy so many indigenous snails, so he can only think of individual ways to protect the nest!