The catastrophic insect tide advanced farther and farther, and more and more spirit monkey tribes were attacked by the swarm of sandflies.

The three-leaf tribe is one of them.

Back in the beginning of the insect outbreak.

In the white hall where the tribe is enshrined, a series of revelations have appeared one after another.

or different illusions flashed out of thin air, showing the hideous image of the catastrophic insect;

or the low spirit monkey voice, echoing back and forth in the empty hall, repeating over and over again the various means of dealing with the insect tide;

The patriarch of the tribe, lacking ears, understood that this was the guidance given by His Holiness, and did not hesitate to accept all the orders.

Two hours later.

A swarm of sandflies, numbering almost two hundred, searched for the three-leaf tribe in the forest, and pounced in groups.

"Shhh Hiss! ”

The twilight flies hissed sharply, as if communicating something.

Because this tribe is obviously different from the tribes they slaughtered before.

View from the sky.

I saw that there were tree holes in the dense canopy, but I couldn't see the spirit monkeys moving, as if the hairy monkeys had disappeared.

The swarm circled in the air for a moment, and then moved.

About a quarter of the sandflies, numbering more than fifty, swooped down with their wings and pointed straight at the hollows in the canopy.

Obviously.

Twilight flies plan to enter the hollow of the tree to check to see if the monkeys have left.

"Whew!"

With a whistling.

A twilight flyer folded its wings and slammed into the door of a tree hole.

"Bang!"

A bang came.

The thick wooden door was smashed to pieces in an instant.

However.

Before the twilight could stabilize its body, it was hit head-on.

"Poof!"

It seems that something is broken.

A burst of bright light erupted in the tree hole.

Caught off guard.

The six miserable white eyeballs on the head of the twilight fly subconsciously closed tightly.

Subsequently.

A huge vine net descended from the top of the tree hole, covering the twilight in the vine net in an instant.

Realizing that something was wrong, the twilight butterfly waved two pairs of sharp knife arms in succession, and a scorpion tail also swung from side to side, trying to break through the rattan net.

But.

The above set of tactics.

Just to disturb the twilight.

A real killer move.

Still to come.

Six heavily armed spirit monkey warriors, each wearing helmets against glare, suddenly emerged from the dark tunnel, each holding a spiritual weapon in their hands.

That's it – a blast gun.

The next second.

The strong spirit armor worn by the spirit monkeys suddenly swelled up in their arms.

They swung their arms violently and threw their blasters out of the way.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The screaming was terrible.

The blaster turned into an afterimage, and struck the flying insects like lightning.

At such a close distance.

The sandfly had not yet recovered its vision, and it had been severely disturbed by the vine web, so it had no time to dodge.

After an instant.

The blast shot struck the twilight.

Since sandflies are flying insects, in order to reduce their weight and ensure their flexibility in flight, their carapace on the surface of their body is not too thick.

With a powerful kinetic energy, the blast gun instantly broke through the insect carapace and inserted it into the body of the sandfly.

And then.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The explosion happened.

Flesh and blood flying.

The twilight sandfly was blown apart.

Not only the body and head are separated.

Even the scorpion tail was blown off.

The above set of ambushes.

It is from Cheng Han's teachings.

According to the various characteristics of the twilight, he deliberately conducted a deduction and formulated a set of tactics to restrain the twilight.

Frogflies are extremely fast flying insects, and if they are in an open space, the spirit monkeys can only be slaughtered.

The only way.

It is to introduce the twilight sandfly into the tree hole.

At this time.

Seeing this, the spirit monkeys immediately let out an excited roar.

"Ho!"

"Ahh

However.

The monkeys rejoiced too soon.

Or rather.

The hairy monkeys were so carried away that they had forgotten some of the teachings from the White Temple.

A spirit monkey walked straight up to the monster's head and raised its right leg in an attempt to kick it.

That's when it happened.

The shock happened.

The twilight flies weren't dead yet.

Several pairs of its eyeballs suddenly turned, and the straight hook locked onto the spirit monkey, and the mouthparts opened and made a "hiss" sound.

Meanwhile.

The severed scorpion tail shook suddenly.

"Whew!"

The sharp tail needle burst out, hitting the hairy monkey's forehead.

"Bang!"

The head exploded.

Obviously.

The vitality of this thing is terrifyingly tenacious.

Although the body of the twilight butterfly has been torn apart, there is still a mysterious connection between the different parts, and there is no need for structures such as nerves to control it.

This time.

A group of hairy monkeys were suddenly frightened, and they all crawled and hidden.

A monkey warrior decisively threw a blast gun, blowing the monster's head to pieces, and the twilight was considered dead.

The course of the battle described above.

It happens constantly in various tree cavities.

The first batch of twilight flies that forced their way into the tree hole were all surrounded and killed by the spirit monkeys.

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Thousands of miles away.

Cheng Han stared at the halo in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

The three-leaf tribe firmly implemented the ambush tactics taught by the Venerable, and achieved considerable results, but their own losses were not large.

on the screen.

The rest of the swarm of sandflies knew that the tree hole was very dangerous, and they didn't dare to enter it rashly, but just circled back and forth in the sky.

The spirit monkeys also honestly hid in the cave and did not come out.

All of a sudden.

A standoff was formed between the two sides.

Cheng Han chuckled: "Very good!" The speed of the advancement of the cataclysm swarm has finally been contained. ”

In fact.

The purpose of his arrangement was not to kill many twilight flies at all.

There is only one core purpose - to buy time for the will of the forest.

Cheng Han's heart moved.

The Celestial Diagram of the Stars emerged, showing the situation of the forest battlefield.

It is dotted with a large number of red dots, which represent swarms.

There are also clusters of green dots on it, which symbolize the Spirit Monkey tribe.

In general.

The red dot is hunting the green dot.

Cheng Han quickly made a deduction, and his smile deepened: "According to the current situation, I can win at least three days, which is much better than I expected." ”

All in all.

You're in control.

But.

Not all spirit monkey tribes are as deferential as the three-leaf tribe.

The so-called "the same forest, there are hundreds of monkeys".

Like the patriarch of the Black Branch Clan, Aten, there are not a few spirit monkeys with great ambitions.

These spirit monkeys only wanted to get benefits from Cheng Han, but they were not willing to carry out the tactics granted by the White Palace.

Or rather.

The successive victories in the previous expansion, as well as the successive new spirit weapons, have made them arrogant.

For example, the Liega tribe.

The patriarch of the tribe, White Fang, noticed that a swarm of sandflies was approaching, and gave the order to meet the attack.

This scene.

It was presented by another halo.

Cheng Han couldn't help but sigh and commented: "Stupid thing, your strength can't support your ambition!" ”

Soon.

The battle began.

White Fang watched the swarm descend to a height of five hundred meters, and immediately shouted, "Ho! ”

"Woo! Woo! ”

The hairy monkeys lined up in a neat line and threw their screaming guns in unison.

However.

The twilight flies are extraordinarily flexible.

The flying insects instantly dispersed, scattered into the canopy, and flew towards the monkeys from all directions with the help of dense branches and leaves.

White Fang was stunned.

It held a spirit weapon gun in each hand, and it didn't know what to do.

A few seconds later.

The swarm of sandflies fired a salvo.

"Woo! Woo! ”

The whistling sound was even more poignant.

Sharp tail pins, at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, burrowed out of the surrounding branches and leaves, shooting at the monkeys from all directions.

Just this small detail.

Suffice it to show.

The tactical literacy of the swarm is much stronger than that of the monkey group.

The hairy monkeys are gathered together, and they are almost a live target, and the tail pins are constantly flying from the top and bottom, left and right, and they have almost nowhere to hide.

"Ahh

"Whew!"

The screams kept rang out.

More than fifty spirit monkey warriors were hit by the tail needle in an instant, and they either died directly or were seriously injured.

Such tragic casualties made the monkeys collapse in an instant.

One by one, the spirit monkeys let out a howl of fear and fled one after another.

White Fang has completely lost control of the situation.

Cheng Han shook his head and muttered, "The rabble." ”

Next.

The Frog Pack began to pursue the monkeys, easily reaping one monkey life after another.

At last.

White Fang was targeted by a few twilight flies.

After a fight.

With their scorpion tails, the two sandflies pierced through the body of the white fangs and flew into the sky with them.

Until this moment.

White Fang regretted not believing in the revelation that the White Temple had descended.

A few seconds later.

A flock of twilight flies followed.

One after another, they swept past White Fang, sticking out their heads and biting off a piece of White Fang's flesh, killing the latter in this cruel way.

Extreme fear and extreme pain completely overwhelmed White Fang.

The last of the last.

White Fang had only one head left, and it fell straight down.

It's still not dead.

White Fang's pair of monkey eyes stared at the completely destroyed tribe, and two lines of blood and tears suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

When it all came to an end.

White Fang suddenly remembered a past incident.

A certain day.

His Holiness summoned him and taught him the secret techniques of making several spiritual weapons.

At that moment.

His Holiness once said very seriously: "You need to always have humility in order for the White Fang tribe to go further!" ”

But he was completely immersed in the joy of obtaining a powerful weapon, and completely forgot about this sentence.

Another moment passed.

"Whoosh!"

A scorpion tail stabbed at it.

White Fang's head exploded.