Outside the city of Hiroel, there was silence in the makeshift barracks, and the tents were lined up one after another, and from a distance, they seemed to be covered with a layer of vegetation on the wasteland. There was a freedfolk warrior sleeping in each tent, and whether or not they thought the battle would be easy, the experienced freefolk warriors would take the time to rest and go into battle in the best possible condition. No matter how easy a war is, there will be casualties, and no one wants to be killed in battle.

The barracks and the surrounding area were quiet, and there were no patrols arranged. Now, within the confines of Hirol City, who would dare to infiltrate or even attack the military camp where six hundred powerful freefolk warriors had gathered? And it is known that the Red Grand Duke himself was in the barracks.

In the barracks, only the large military tent in the center is lit up. On the table in the middle of the tent was an unusually beautiful and detailed hand-drawn map of the northern region. The map is made of leather, carefully set at both ends with a bronze gold-encrusted hanging scroll to protect the relatively fragile material and to roll it up when needed. The map is delicate and extremely accurate, and only high-ranking nobles can use it.

The Red Grand Duke stared at the map and was silent. Seven generals stood aside.

The Grand Duke slowly stretched out his hand, pointed at the city of Hirol on the map, and then slowly extended it to the north, saying, "We will march along this route. ”

The generals silently wrote down the route marked by the Grand Duke, but no one knew that this route was almost exactly the same as the one outlined by Su on the sand table!

"If the other side understands a little bit of military affairs, then they will set up positions here to intercept us." The position pointed out by the Grand Duke's finger coincided with the main position arranged by Su.

"But!" The Red Grand Duke smiled conceited and mysteriously and said, "Of course it won't be that simple! If the front line is lost, perhaps our enemy will choose to flee immediately, and he may not be able to be caught then. So, I will personally lead those people to go the other way and go straight to his lair! ”

The Red Grand Duke did not say which route he would choose, and the generals did not ask much. No one even raised any doubts about the Red Grand Duke's risk, neither the Grand Duke's own ability nor the thirty battle-hardened guards around him should not be underestimated, not to mention, there were 'those people', the red-robed warriors of the temple.

Early in the morning, at the sound of a long and desolate trumpet, the warriors of the city of Hirol walked out of the camp and marched along the predetermined route to the city of Maca. They didn't line up neatly, but scattered into a dozen squads, pushing forward all over the mountains. From Herol to Maka, there is a rudimentary road that winds and winds, covering twice as long as the route chosen by Canossa. And for those who can afford it, it doesn't have to be along the road. The rough terrain affected them very little.

Leaving the city, the freedfolk warriors gradually dispersed. They first had to climb over a mountain range that was relatively more than 800 meters above sea level. There were no mature roads in the mountains, and the warriors had to choose their own path to climb the mountain according to their abilities, and the seven generals led a team and slowly climbed towards the ridge. Of course, this kind of march is not a marching army, but it is also a manifestation of the lack of military literacy of the junior officers of the empire, who may be very strong in personal ability, but they are extremely lacking in the basic knowledge and command experience of corps-style combat.

The mountains are overgrown with vegetation, woods, shrubs, and all kinds of tenacious, barbed-covered creepers, infested with poisonous insects, and of course the blood-sucking mosquitoes that are everywhere.

In the jungle, a general muttered something in his mouth, first raised his big foot and kicked a big tree in his way with great momentum, and then swung a heavy machete, cutting all the vines and making a way for the soldiers behind him, and then walked forward. He had barely taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped, scanning the deep, dark jungle with some confusion. The sound of a bullet loading sounded behind the general, and the soldiers knew that the general might have discovered the enemy's tracks, so they immediately took automatic alert, and semi-dispersed to seize the surrounding favorable terrain.

The general's gaze swept through the jungle, not sparing every detail. He saw some dangerous poisonous snakes and spiders, a few wild wolves wandering in the distance, and several insects that he had never seen before, such as a wild bee with a black body. For some reason, the wild bee made him feel a little uncomfortable, it looked like it was a whole new species. However, the general knew that now was not the time to study this, and during the march, it was not the time to capture specimens. And in the complex environment of the rainforest, many new species emerge every year, and a wild bee is really insignificant. It's a swarm of wild bees, and it's just as insignificant.

The general shook his head, ignoring the wild bee lying on the branch and not moving, and led the warriors further in.

The eyes of the wild bees resting quietly on the branches flickered, and their abdomen expanded, revealing a row of dark red inner tissue. Between the retraction and release of these internal tissues, they are able to emit specific long-wave signals that are not within the range of human hearing. Now the bee is calling its own kind. A few minutes later, with a slight buzzing sound, another wild bee flew over and stayed in front of the previous one. Hundreds of points of light flashed rapidly in the compound eyes of the former wild bee, and in this way, the collected information was transmitted to the latter wild bee. A minute later, the new wild bee flapped its wings, soared into the air, and then suddenly accelerated and disappeared.

A holographic map flashed from the miniature brain of the previous wild bee, outlining the possible route of the team in front of it, and then soared into the air, circled in a large circle, and landed on the treetops of a large tree in front of it, quietly waiting for the team to arrive.

Ten minutes later, the dense bushes were cut open with machetes, and the general's massive body was squeezed out of the bushes. He took a blade of grass in his mouth and chewed on it. The sap of this blade of grass is slightly toxic, but it is a good thing to refresh the mind. His fierce gaze swept through the mountains and forests, and he didn't see anything unusual, not even a single one of the indigenous tribesmen. It was not far from the city of Hirol, and no settlements were allowed to be stationed in the fortified perimeter, and the indigenous tribesmen who could be used as slaves had long since been cleaned.

With a thud, the commander squirted out the half-chewed blade of grass, then waved his hand and continued to walk forward. Soon after he left, one after another warriors emerged from the woods and, following the path he had carved out, continued on their way.

But the corners of the general's eyes kept beating, and he always felt that something was wrong in the woods, but he couldn't tell. Beasts, mutated creatures, or enemy ambushes? These possibilities were immediately dismissed by himself, but the aura of danger lingered. In an empire where abilities are deformed, every high-level ability person values intuition. So the general simply stopped, stroked his chin, and carefully recalled every scene he had just seen, filtering through the details like a sieve.

There was nothing suspicious, except for a wild bee on a branch that was a little glaring. He remembered that he had seen a similar wild bee just now, which also made him feel a little uncomfortable, but because it was a little far away, he didn't want to bother to kill it. Two identical wild bees? This doesn't mean anything, after all, wild bees have a large range of activities, and in the eyes of humans, the same type of wild bees are all about the same. Even if a person of their level of ability is top-notch in their ability to observe things around them, it doesn't mean that they can tell the difference between one wild bee's six legs and another's.

With doubts in his heart, the general continued to move forward. There was still a long way to go, and he didn't have much time to delay.

An hour later, standing on a rock halfway up the mountainside, the general squinted his eyes and stared at a wild bee a kilometer away. He'd seen it six times in the last few hours. And, now he was finally able to confirm that, at least on the last two occasions, he had seen the same wild bee.

The general sneered, took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath. Then he pulled out the dagger at his waist and threw it at the wild bee lying on the rock! With a sharp whistling sound, the dagger actually flew over a distance of nearly a thousand meters, accurately cutting to the wild bee!

The wild bee immediately flew into the air, narrowly dodging the dagger's blow. In the sputtered Mars, the dagger was deeply inserted into the rock. But the wild bee still did not escape this catastrophe, and the terrible and sharp whistling sound continued to sound, and several thin throwing knives flew one after another, flying and slashing towards the wild bee.

At this time, the wild bee finally showed extraordinary abilities. Its belly is constantly contracted and relaxed, and two rows of small vents constantly spew sharp air currents, rapidly changing the direction and angle of its flight, and can increase its maximum speed in a very short distance. But its extraordinary speed and agility could not change its fate, and then a crisp gunshot rang out in the woods, and the high-speed bullets finally hit its body, and in the metal-like impact, its abdomen was almost completely destroyed, but the reaction force actually caused the warhead to deform and bounce away!

The wild bee, which had lost most of its body, fell to the ground, its jaws opening and closing in vain, but it was impossible to bite its enemies. In terms of its size, a general with an eighth-order ability was not an enemy it could defeat at all. But the fierce vitality of the wild bee and the terrifying agility and speed made the general frightened as well.

The general picked up the warhead and looked at the deformation that can only be achieved by shooting at armor, steel plates, and the like, and his face couldn't help but turn a little bluer. He crouched down, stared at the wild bees that were still struggling, and muttered to himself, "What the hell is this?" ”

As a confidant of the Red Grand Duke, the general has seen many biological weapons secretly developed by the Empire, but none of them can make him feel so nervous. He fiddled with the half-cut bee with his pistol, and the little thing's frantic struggle finally came to an end, barely moving except for the occasional twitch. The general took out a special specimen test tube from his pocket and prepared to contain the remains of wild bees. At the moment when he pulled out the test tube plug, the wild bee, which was already dying, suddenly bounced up from the ground and bit the general's wrist like lightning!

The general reacted extremely quickly, and with a flip of his hand, he had already buckled the wild bee into the test tube, and then quickly plugged the nozzle. He pressed the cork, and a white stream of frozen gas was released, filling the test tube. The wild bee struggled and bit the wall of the tube in vain with both jaws before it toppled over and fell to the bottom of the tube.

The general looked at the two small wounds on his wrists, and his face turned pale. There was a hot sensation from the wound, and it quickly swollen, oozing not blood, but pale yellow body fluid.

Poisonous! And it's neurological! The general made a judgment in an instant, and his face became even more ugly. His right arm swelled suddenly, his muscles contracted, and the intense pressure forced the blood to flow backwards. With a thud, a thin line of blood shot out of the two wounds, which forced the venom out. But the general's arm was still starting to become red and swollen, and he was a little out of strength. It appears that without treatment, residual toxicity will still take effect within a few days. At least half of the strength of this right hand should be weakened.

It's a powerful poison, it's a toxin that rarely appears in nature, and it obviously violates the laws of the food chain of the surrounding biological environment, so it should come from a certain biochemical room. The general let out a long breath, and then looked at the several clear tooth marks on the wall of the test tube, although they were not broken, but if it was an intact wild bee that was not injured...... For the first time, he looked solemn and carefully put away the cryotest tubes.

Imperial's special cryotest tubes are made of special materials with a hardness comparable to that of high-grade alloy steel. But I was bitten by this mutilated wild bee and made a few deep marks! This means that as long as there are enough wild bees, it is not safe to hide even in a tank. They can easily carve a way through the tank shell and kill everyone hiding inside. When did such a terrifying wild bee appear outside the city of Hirol?

At this time, the general suddenly thought of a key question: wild bees always swarm!

He slowly stood up, looking at his right arm, which was still red, swollen and painful, and at the freefolk warriors in the distance, who marched as easily as a spring outing, his face clouded. After thinking about it, the general called over a few cronies and asked them to immediately send the frozen test tubes back to Hirol City as quickly as possible and hand them over to the red-robed high priest. The Temple of the Sun is the source of the Empire's abilities and biological weapons, and it is sure to unlock the secrets hidden in the body of this little thing.

After doing this, the general was a little relieved and strode away. But the shadow in his heart has never faded, as if there is something hidden in the depths of this forest.

When the general left, an identical wild bee crawled out of the trunk of a large tree, looked at the distant procession, flapped its wings, and soared into the air. The mountain wind was very strong, and when it reached an altitude of more than 1,000 meters, the air currents blew it up and down. The miniature Reguna reguna retracted its fragile wings and continued to climb with a belly jet, thrusting upwards more than ten meters like a bullet with each jet. It wasn't until it climbed to an altitude of three thousand meters that it steadied itself in the air, and the inside of its pitch-black body gradually emitted high heat, and then a beam of long ** movements loaded with information shot out of its body. After firing this powerful beam, it consumed all the energy of its body, and was instantly swept away by the wind and thrown into the distance.

"The autologous sample has been captured by the enemy, and the second stage command is activated." The beam carries such a piece of information.

Moments later, within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, dozens of Reguna with the appearance of wild bees flew away from the surveillance and patrol area at the same time, leaving only a few troops who continued to follow the city of Hirol. They disperse into the jungle and begin to frantically attack any creatures they can see, whether they are wild wolves as big as calves or insects smaller than themselves. In the attacking state, their speed and strength are almost unmatched, for example, after landing on the back of a wild wolf, they will tear open the wolf's skin with their jaws that are strong enough to bite steel, and then burrow directly into the wolf's body, and begin to feast. In just a few minutes, they can eat food several times their own size, and then drag their disproportionately swollen abdomen, or lie on their prey, or hang from a tree branch, and begin to rest.

A few hours later, the first Reguna began to lay eggs. C