It's just that when he was about to reach the front of the army, he collapsed with a bang, made the last struggle of his life, and never moved again.

Ghost Face and the others had already turned around when they heard the sound, and witnessed this scene with their own eyes, the huge camel, surrounded by small ants, gnawing and dying.

The little third son glanced at Mo Yue and the ghost face with a little horror, if he insisted on staying at that time, then the fate of this camel now is the fate of his little third son.

The little third son, who was still apprehensive, quickened his pace, waved his whip, and drove the group of slaves who could not go fast forward.

However, a few marching ants had already caught up with the slave colony, and with this vanguard, more and more marching ants moved from the camels to the crowd.

The slave group was connected to the inconvenient forward, and they were instantly invaded by the ants, and they suddenly panicked, and they were all driving away a few ants that climbed up on their bodies, and the team fell into a state of stagnation.

More and more marching ants arrived, and traces of marching ants began to appear on Moyue and other people one after another, especially the rancid smell on Moyue's body, as if it was the reason why this group of ants came after, and most of the ants went in the direction of Moyue.

Mo Yue threw herself into the river without hesitation, she had no choice, she chose to drown and be separated by ants.

This "poof" sound aroused the desire of others to survive, and everyone threw themselves into the river, as if they were making dumplings.

Ghost Face and Chen Feng dispersed a lot of ants with their internal strength, and they still had the ability to protect themselves for the time being, so they didn't go down.

I thought it was going to tremble, but unexpectedly, this group of menacing marching ants suddenly stopped, as if they had been summoned by something, and all of them turned around and went in the opposite direction.

After a long time, calm finally returned.

Mo Yue stood in the middle of the chest-high river, secretly breathing a sigh of relief, fortunately the water was not too deep, and she was not bitten to death or drowned.

"Son, those little things are going away." Mo Yue was worried and confirmed with Mi'er again that she was ready to go ashore, the water was cold and biting, and it was not a good place to come.

"It's gone, but you need to hurry up and get out of here, observe the actions of that group of ants, I'm afraid you go to the place where you killed yesterday, the people who were drunk by that slave yesterday must also be contaminated with the poison of the wolf demon, and the other people who swarm up as long as they drink blood, more or less contaminated, fortunately all of them were slaughtered, and they can't make any more trouble, but the bloody atmosphere is even worse, so this group of marching ants swarmed, and looked at the direction, it was towards that place." Mi'er reminded at length that the situation of the great god is far worse than expected.

Originally, as long as the group of dead people were buried in this desert and dried, after a long time, the poison of the wolf demon would naturally disperse, but they encountered this group of small things, if they ate their flesh and gnawed their bones, they would inevitably carry toxins, and if they migrated again, this huge number of marching ants would spread the toxins, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Of course, the poison contained in each ant is far from enough to turn the Terrans into corpse eaters, but no one knows what the bad consequences will be, or it is just that the marching ants will migrate to a city in the future, attack the humans, and then cause a very contagious plague, or maybe, the Terrans can completely resist this small toxin and nothing will happen.

How Mo Yue didn't know about Mi'er's worries, but all of this was predestined a long time ago, before she opened her eyes, when the ghost face put the slave to suck the blood of that person, when they allowed the slaves to kill each other, these were already irreparable.