Chapter 128: Termite Tracking

The ethereal sound of the harp echoed over the settlement with a melancholy tune.

The wizards and apprentices who were controlled in the distance gradually regained their senses.

Remembering what had happened to them, coupled with the severed limbs and the barrier above their heads, the men were terrified and fled in all directions.

The little ants on the ground did not attack the wizards, and in their minds, these wizards and apprentices were food for the ant king.

And now, they can no longer feel the breath of the ant king, and they no longer attack ordinary people, but they just go around without a head, and finally they all burrow back into the land.

It's just that at this time, whether it is a wizard or an ordinary person, there are not a few left.

In the middle of the night, after a brief boil, the settlement entered silence again, and only the sound of the harp rang all night.

The next morning, after the joint efforts of multiple wizards, the witchcraft barrier that surrounded everyone was finally unraveled.

Thormont covered his head and face, mixed in with the crowd, and ran out together.

Finally leaving the colony that had become a dead land, Thor left the crowd halfway through and burrowed into the survivor grove.

Seeing that there was no one around, Penny finally ran out, "Brother Thor, you ran away after you beat someone, are you afraid that he will come out to chase you?" ”

Thor glanced at the little butterfly who had been hunted by Kismet, "I've wanted to beat him up for a long time." ”

Until now, Thor had not been able to figure out Kismet's true purpose.

Agu, who had seen more, could understand why Thor had done it.

Agu: [This person said that the quicksand termite scam had nothing to do with him, I'm afraid it's not the truth. 】

Thor sneered, "It's not the truth, he provoked this matter." ”

Cultivating a demon pet with the lives of countless people is something Kismet has done once at Ralph Manor.

Later, in order to hunt down Nightmare Butterfly, he also led ordinary people and wizards into the town of Mill Sail, which had been cursed by the sea of blood.

In short, this person is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

The most terrifying thing is that no one knows what exactly his purpose is?

"I even suspect now that the method Monte found to make the Reading Candle, and the method of cultivating the Ant King in Wizard Dolly's womb, were all proposed by Kismet." Saul didn't mean to sympathize with the two men.

Morton also spoke at this point.

Morton: [The Great Witch and the Witch, who are both official wizards, even learned the methods of the Barbarians. It's really a head, it's all degenerate! 】

Herman: [Senior, what does this mean?] How did you learn from the barbarians? 】

Morton: [The power of wizards comes from themselves and from knowledge, but they try to use the advanced power of other demonic creatures to help them advance. If you do so, sooner or later you will be backfired. 】

Agu sighed.

[I probably haven't been able to be promoted for a long time, so I have to use this method.] 】

When it came to the difficulty of promotion, both Morton and Herman were silent.

Which wizard hasn't been stuck dead at some stage?

In the end, he even doubted himself, his life, and the world!

Only Thor was present who could not empathize.

He had now arrived at the place where Monte in the forest kept the hunchback termites.

The wizards who were originally guarding here should have noticed something strange about the settlement, and had already left the cave at this time.

And the seven ordinary people inside called the meat nest have all lost their breath.

Apparently termites here have attacked them as well.

Thor found more than bottles and jars containing the puree of the Reading Candle in the basement of the Mortal Court. He also found some hidden scrolls.

After beating Kismet, he jumped out of the basement and left, putting the things he didn't have time to take with him into the storage.

In addition to these witchcraft scrolls, which were valuable and rare at first glance, Thor also found something.

It was this kind of thing that made him not leave immediately after leaving the settlement, but plunged headlong into the survivor ancient forest.

This thing is a small termite that has been sealed.

But it's not a hunchback termite, it's a quicksand termite.

And Thor, who had taken care of the quicksand termite queen in the wizard's tower, recognized at a glance that this little termite was an alternative queen.

In other words, if a queen in an ant clan dies, it can become a new queen at any time, continuing the growth of the colony.

But if the queen is still there, or not very far away from it, then it will remain an alternate queen.

The body size is smaller than that of ordinary termites, and it can enter a state of suspended animation at any time to ensure that when nutrients are insufficient, the consumption is reduced, so that the queen ant can get more food.

After seeing this termite, Thor immediately realized that there must be a colony of quicksand termites in the vicinity of the colony.

Once Thor entered the depths of the woods, he unraveled the witchcraft that had sealed the termites, and then leaned over and gently shook the termites to the ground.

The termite started out as a headless fly and then seemed to notice something and began to move closer in one direction.

"Algae, you follow."

The small algae fell to the ground and disappeared in an instant.

As an earth-attribute demonic creature, tracking a small termite in the land is really difficult for it.

Thor was just about to follow when he suddenly felt a powerful wave of magic behind him.

No, it's a mana riot!

He turned around sharply, and saw that in the direction of the settlement, a tornado had formed that emitted the same magical fluctuations!

Thor was surprised at first, then quickly calmed down.

"Sure enough, he's doing something here to generate pages!" Thor stared at the diary in his mental body, without the excitement of being about to add another page.

He could sense that Kismet had collected the pages of the diary, not for him.

……

The tornado of chaotic magic didn't last long.

Kismet, who stood on the ruins of the Mortal Court, stretched out his hand, and a white page gradually condensed from his fingertips.

Kismet was slightly disappointed.

"Sure enough, it's still too difficult to condense a golden page. If that hunchback termite can advance to the third order, it may still be possible. ”

The white page in Kismet's hand also disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he was not surprised.

The owner of the journal is nearby, and the newly generated pages will naturally go to its owner.

And not this ...... yourself

Kismet rested his chin on the top of the harp.

By this time the wound on his face was gone, but the blood on the strings remained.

"If you want to condense the golden pages, you can't do it in a small settlement. Still have to do something big. I don't know when the wind demon will be able to move? ”

Far from the survivors' grove, there is a steep cliff.

There are several caves dug into the cliff, which are dense and uncomfortable.

The highest cave here is inhabited by one of the three third-order tribes of the Borderlands.

Wind Demon.

In the highest caves, the narrow passages are filled with extremely spacious caves. The caves are layered on top of each other, like a complex labyrinth.

In the corner of the labyrinth, in a cave ordinarily arranged like a palace, sits a beautiful woman.

The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, making her charming face a little sharper.

Even though she was just sitting lazily in her chair, she could still make the maid next to her fidget.

The woman seemed to be thinking about something, and she hadn't changed her posture for three days.

At this time, someone finally came in and broke the peace.

A squire dressed as a warrior walked in and knelt down on one knee, "Lord Winds, the Monte Wizard's termite plan has failed. ”

(End of chapter)