On this night, most of the farms on the outskirts of Snake Head Town were invaded by the Crypt Marching Ants, destroying countless Sour Plasma Blood Spirit Fruits.

Fortunately, the cantharid army attacked in time and finally drove the crypt marching ants away before all the sour plasma blood spirit fruits were destroyed.

"It's horrible!" Sally hugged her two children, shivering with fear.

The five little ones were hovering at the gate of the villa, letting out a low whining sound, and the residual breath of the three-ring spirit insect outside made them uneasy.

Levine grabbed his scalp and looked at the dark farmland: "With so many big ants crawling over, will the farmland collapse?" ”

Duke motioned for a few people to stay in the villa: "I'll go outside and ask about the situation, don't run around, be careful of the burrow marching ants and come back." ”

The patrol knights of the Black Snake family, as well as many mercenary groups who rushed to hear the news, were huddled together on the other side of the river.

Dukra stopped a knight: "I'm the owner of Little Duke's Farm, what's going on tonight, how can the Crypt Marching Ants invade my farm?" ”

"You're a farmer?" The knight glanced at Duke suspiciously, a little unconvinced that he had become a farmer at such a young age, "We are also investigating the matter, and now that the Crypt Marching Ants have been repulsed, you can go back to sleep with peace of mind." ”

"Are you sure you won't attack again?"

"Do you want to come again?"

"How is that possible?"

"Then go back to sleep." The knight waved impatiently.

Seeing this, Duke did not dwell on this, and quickly grabbed another knight of the patrol and asked, "How is the loss on this side of Xiaohewan?" I saw that the house on the Sask farm was burned down, was there a lot of casualties? ”

"It's dead, all the people on the farm are dead." The knight replied.

"Ahh

Duke was so shaken that among the many farmers in Little River Bay, Sask would occasionally sneak up to Little Duke Farm and talk to him about small talk.

Unexpectedly, overnight, everyone on Sask's farm died.

He can kill enemies without blinking, but he can't be indifferent to the death of familiar people.

Buzz!

There were swarms of acid cantharids flying in the sky, telling of the battle that had just taken place, and many mercenaries carrying the corpses of the burrowing marching ants, smiling and passing by.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

Duke personally went to Sask's farm, the fire had completely burned down the house, in addition to the workers who were engulfed in flames, there were several mutilated corpses in the open space of the farm, which were not in the house, killed by the crypt marching ants.

Sask himself had been buried in the fire, and Duke could not even find his body.

"Pioneering wars always involve death, and it is not necessarily the mercenaries and knights on the front line who die, but also the townspeople of us." A familiar farmer also came to Sask Farm and sighed beside Duke.

Duke nodded slowly and asked, "Are there any casualties on your farm?" ”

"No, we all hid in the house, even the dogs were pulled into the house, but a few sheep in the pen were bitten to death."

"It would be nice if Boss Saskar went into hiding too."

"No one could have predicted what it would be, maybe Sask loved his farm too much and would go out and check it out when something happened...... I heard that there were several farms, but they were not able to escape in time, and their homes were attacked by large ants. ”

"To be honest, I don't quite understand why the Crypt Marching Ants would invade the farm, and how would they know that the Sour Plasma Blood Spirit Fruit is a threat to them?"

The farmer was already very old, and looked at the moonlight in the sky at a forty-five degree angle: "Perhaps, it is the spirit that guides them...... Spirituality will guide us not only as humans, but also as nature, after all...... We're invading their homes. ”

After a pause, the old farmer added: "So, this is war, pioneering war!" ”

When he returned to the villa and fell asleep again, Duke's mood was still difficult to calm down.

I still have the image of seeing the fire of Sask's farm through the scope, and the Saskar farmer was buried in this fire.

And the words of the old farmer - "This is war".

The war between humans and spirit beasts, the war between habitat battles, humans can attack spirit beasts, and spirit beasts can naturally attack humans.

He couldn't sleep.

Put on his clothes, hurried downstairs, and entered the basement of Ming.

In the basement lay two large ant corpses fifty centimeters long, with bullet holes and spots of acid corrosion on the corpses.

War, death.

Duke closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Xiaoyi, stop hanging up the Field Meditation Method." ”

After Xiaoyi stopped, he took the initiative to cultivate the "Field Meditation Method".

In the spiritual sea, the endless energy lines of life and death constantly form the three cultivation visions of wild flowers, wheat, and branches, surrounded by the nine-ring Xiaoyi and the one-ring sand eagle, occupying a large area in the center of the spiritual sea.

Accompanied by continuous meditation by Duke himself.

In addition to the wild flowers, the wheat, and the branches, suddenly a fourth vision was born, and it was a black ant.

It is not large, but it looks exactly like the burrow marching ants, and quickly crawls out of the energy lines, climbing wild flowers, climbing wheat, and climbing branches, and the dense ants continue to crawl on the vision, becoming a new vision.

It was undoubtedly an epiphany.

After this epiphany, the speed of absorbing the free spiritual particles around it was further accelerated.

But Duke's epiphany was not over, he was still meditating, the visions of wild flowers, wheat, branches, and ants became faintly restless, and the energy lines continued to split and expand, beginning to extend beyond the central area of the spiritual sea.

Unlike the previous energy lines that were constantly combined and split, this time after the energy lines were combined, it seemed that they were no longer broken.

It's about stretching.

The area of extension is getting bigger and faster.

I don't know how long it has been, Duke, who is indulged in meditation, can no longer perceive, he just follows the energy line in the spiritual sea, and continues to extend to the mysterious spiritual sea stars, the endless spiritual sea represents an endless extension.

It's just that in the end, he was not able to extend the energy line to the end of the spiritual sea.

Because in the end, the speed at which the energy line extended had surpassed the concept of thought, and in an instant, it seemed that the entire spiritual sea had lit up.

After this boundless energy line was lit up by the spiritual sea, it dissipated as the spiritual sea regained its dimness.

But Duke clearly sensed that his control over his spiritual sea had been completely improved.

When his mind returned, he saw that in the middle of the spiritual sea, there were no more wild flowers, wheat, branches, and ants, only a mysterious circle, constantly circling in circles.

It is much smaller than the nine-ring Xiaoyi and the one-ring sand eagle, and the light is not very bright.

But at a glance, Duke couldn't take the focus of his gaze off it, as if this dim ring was the center of the entire spiritual sea.

In fact.

It is indeed the center of the spiritual sea.

"It's ...... It's mine...... Ring! Duke opened his eyes suddenly, uncontrollably excited.

(End of chapter)