On the second floor, there was a dead silence as far as the eye could see, there was no movement, everything was quiet, and it was a strange anomaly.

The flowers are extraordinarily bright, the green grass is deep, the ancient trees are towering, the maple forest is lush, and the ground is covered with thick shade.

Zimo was vigilant, carefully stepping on this small hill beam, looking around, lest a strange beast would emerge from the deep grass.

Click!

When Zimo walked carefully, he unintentionally stepped on the sound of a dead branch.

Although he stepped on it himself, Zimo's heart was also scared to his throat.

Stand still and look around.

Zimo, who walked dozens of steps, didn't notice anything, everything was still quiet here.

"Could it be that there are no beasts on the second floor, why don't you even have a bird, not a single reptile, no frogs, insects, even snails and the like" Zimo couldn't help but say to himself.

"Is the soil here not suitable for animals? No, the flowers and plants here are so strong, the land should be very fertile."

It's cold in the mountains, but standing in the direct sunlight still burns hotly.

Zimo stood under a big tree, using the shade of the big tree to block the afternoon sun in midsummer.

Everything is still silent!

Zimo's vigilant heart slowly relaxed, because he carefully surveyed for a long time, surveying about 100 meters ahead, surveying about 100 meters ahead, surveying about 100 meters, and really not a living thing. The second layer is so easy to pass?

Zimo looked up at the third layer, it was really high, the third layer was actually on a straight cliff more than 100 meters high.

After a few piles of loess raised in front, you can reach the bottom of the steep cliff wall.

Hehe, in the past, I must not have dared to think about it, but now this cliff is still a shortcut for me, and I can go up the mountain quickly.

Zimo put one hand on the big tree, and was looking at the route of how to climb the cliff, when he suddenly felt something climb up his arm, and there was an inexplicable itch.

Zimo raised his hand and trembled, and at the same time looked at it, surprised.

His right hand, the right arm on the big tree, climbed up at some point, dozens of red ants the size of rice grains.

To Zimo's surprise, seven or eight small bloody wounds had been bitten out of his full arm, but he didn't realize it.

Zimo slapped with his left hand in a panic and swept his right arm.

After sweeping his arm, Zimo subconsciously found that under his feet, the big trees around him were already silently covered with thousands of red ants.

Zimo jumped away for the first time, jumped out of the range of the ant colony, and jumped into the open space where there were fewer ants and there was no one for the time being. Then he began to look closely.

A red belt, a red strip appeared out of thin air on the meadows of the second layer of mountains.

That's the route I've just taken.

Zimo suddenly understood that the red area that appeared was the first line of the ant colony marching route formed by hundreds of millions of red ants chasing their own smell and sweat.

Zimo looked at his arm again, and felt a slight tingling and stiffness. When Zimo checked the red blood spots on his arms, Zimo found two ants the size of rice grains crawling out from under his clothes, with a trace of blood on the small corners of his mouth.

Zimo hurriedly flicked his fingers, aimed at the red ants that crawled out, and with two sounds, the two fleshy red ant quilts Zimo bounced in an arc and catapulted into a piece of grass.

"I don't feel pain because of Mao, but my muscles have become stronger, and I don't feel pain?"

Zimo pinched his right arm with his left hand.

Hmm, some pain, but not very painful, right arm feels stiff and difficult to move.

Zimo pinched his thigh with his left hand.

"Ahh

Zimo screamed in pain, "It hurts"

This ant actually has an anesthetic saliva!

The ant army rushed to Zimo quickly, Zimo was furious, raised his big feet and swept in front, rolled up the grass and leaves and flew wildly, and swept countless red ants, estimated that there were not ten thousand but eight thousand.

Zimo, who has a light enemy, looks down on these weak ants with Ben, and vigorously sweeps all the ants close to him with his feet.

Left leg!

Right leg!

Left legs!

Right three legs!

Near me to death!

Suddenly there was some itching in my left leg!

Zimo hurriedly took a closer look at his left leg.

A few of the swept red ants actually floated up to their legs in the air, and began to rise on their bare skin, and their buttocks lowered their heads to bite the flesh.

Zimo immediately squatted, clapped his hands, and slapped those red ants to death.

Zimo, who was annoyed by the bite, immediately retaliated and kicked the red pressed ants that swept to the front.

But Zimo, who swept a few feet, suddenly saw the entire red seaside of the mountainside like ant colonies surging over, and his heart was horrified.

Ants die of mammoth!

Zimo had seen this sentence in a book, and now that he suddenly remembered it, he immediately felt terrified.

The long sword is huge, and it can't fight against hundreds of millions of ants, and the terrifying thing about these bloodthirsty red ants is that they are weak, so people can't attack.

Their advantage is the number, hundreds of millions, tens of billions, trillions, the number is their advantage, the killing is endless, even if they die here, it is impossible to kill them all.

Zimo now knows why the extremely sharp pangolin beast stopped at the second layer, let alone the pangolin, that is, any kind of animal that enters here is eaten by the number and the small and superior ant colony.

When hundreds of millions of ants crawl all over the body, the corrosion of ant saliva makes the giant animals gradually slow down, once the huge animal falls in the sea of ants, then countless bloodthirsty red ants will enter the animal's body from the mouth, nose, eyes and ears of the fallen animal.

When countless ants enter the body of the giant animal, even the fierce beast at the level of a huge dinosaur has no power to return to the sky.

If you can't kill them, you shouldn't be able to kill them, and you can't occupy this mountain beam, the only way is to cross this layer and quickly kill the upper layer.

There is no point in fighting a fearless war with ants, and passing the test is the key.

After thinking of this, Zimo began to run quickly in the direction of the cliff.

After a few leaps, Zimo came to the huge piles of loess. Just as Zimo was about to fly through the 20-meter-high loess mound, Zimo was surprised to find that these huge piles of loess had already been lined up with countless bloodthirsty red ants.

Army?

Can ants actually form an army?

What Zimo saw was a huge army of trillions of ants arranged in a neat and orderly manner.

Zimo was shocked by the huge and magnificent scene in front of him, these ants were marching in millions of units.

Standing in front of the legion were several large black-and-red ants, more than three or five times taller than the ant soldiers behind them, their powerful jaws biting up and down, and the long whiskers on their heads constantly shaking, as if giving constant instructions to the army behind them.

In front of Zimo's eyes, there are countless such million legions, standing neatly all over the entire loess slope, and the total number of them is probably in the trillions.