Chapter 559 – Like Ants

Chapter 559 Like Ants
Just as the crowd was shocked, the few sorcerers who had started running towards the Bonanza Court had already approached the man riding the termite.

Although they were anxious, they still behaved respectfully towards the man.

“Could that man be the second-ranked sorcerer of this settlement, the one known as the Great Sorcerer?” Sol wrinkled his brows tightly, always feeling that the other party was very dangerous.

As if confirming Saul’s thoughts, the Great Witch suddenly raised Dory’s head, his lips opened and closed, seemingly saying something, and then several extremely delicate white fumes suddenly erupted from the termite’s body.

The several sorcerers who were near the big witch suddenly changed their faces drastically, twisting their heads and flew to the distance, but their movements were a little late, and the white smoke quickly spread to their side.

Immediately afterward an incredible scene happened.

Those sorcerers who were caught up by the smoke even stopped in unison and then turned their heads to approach the great sorcerer again.

No, I should say approaching the giant termite.

After a sorcerer approached, the termite immediately raised its head, and its huge mouthparts opened and closed, directly pinning the sorcerer who had taken the initiative to come to the door into two!

The lower half of the sorcerer’s body fell down, but the upper half was caught by the ant’s forelimbs and held in front of his face like a human, feasting on it.

Such a bloody and cruel scene directly scared the ordinary people below, and they screamed and fled outward, wanting to leave this horrible place.

But in the sky the sorcerer still waited by the termites, seeming to have forgotten how much they just wanted to escape.

The giant termite swallowed the food very fast, and in three or two swipes, it ate up the top half of the hand.

Afterwards, it didn’t rush to pick up the debris on the ground, but instead met the 2nd sorcerer, who likewise didn’t flinch, and even took the initiative to meet it, as if it had recognized its identity as food.

This time the termite didn’t pinch off the other person’s body, it seemed to have known that they wouldn’t escape, and directly cupped the person, biting off half of their head in one bite.

Blood clattered to the ground, like a rainstorm hitting people’s hearts.

By this time, Saul had already arrived at the city gates.

He hadn’t continued to observe when the ants had bitten off the 1st sorcerer, but had turned around and ran.

But just a short time of observation allowed Saul to discover many things.

The mist on that termite seemed to be able to control one’s nerves.

Saul also noticed that the termite didn’t just spray the mist once and then start eating, but it still sprayed a steady stream of mist outwards in the middle of eating.

Those mists expanded very fast, and the sky soon converged into a white cloud.

And this cloud was also spreading outward rapidly.

So looking up at the green barrier above his head, he suddenly had the feeling of becoming a caged bird.

However, when he quickly came to the exit of the city gate, he found that there were already several sorcerers gathered here at the gate.

Ordinary people who lived nearby had also gathered in a circle.

Everyone was terrified and wanted to break the gate and escape, but they realized that the gate here was also tightly closed, and that those who approached the gate would be attacked by the poisonous gas from above.

The poisonous gas was so powerful that those who were sprayed immediately fell to the ground screaming miserably, and the skin around their bodies began to shrink, quickly turning into a withered and dried up corpse.

The crowd dispersed backward again in terror.

Saul saw through the gaps in the crowd that there were several people lying on the ground, one of them was the old man who guarded the gate with the flower pot.

Behind him, the giant termites had eaten up the wizards around them, slowly aiming their heads in the direction of the gate as a large number of wizards had gathered here.

Saul once again turned his head to stare at the gate, he could already see that in order to leave the settlement, he had to break the poison attribute sorcery spell on the gate.

However, that spell formation was hidden within the walls and the gate, and there were other broken sorcery spell formations to confuse the sight, so it would take a short period of time to break the spell formation.

Even if Saul could use the diary to help him correct his mistakes, it would be difficult to finish cracking it before the termites rushed over.

The termites behind them were also flying very fast and were about to arrive above the heads of the crowd.

At this time, the diary in Saul’s mind flipped open and sent an alert to Saul.

[Sol Calendar 318, October 13th The regulars of the earth take wing and ascend to the stage of the sky, the
The dance of the puppets and the wail of the weak.
Together form the stage on which Bichir grows.

Look.

Behold.

See how the god that fools honor was born from the smallest of beginnings.

In the company of his mother.
“and grew strong.

“and to rule the skies.

Look.

Look.

And see how it little by little.
[Eats you dry.]

Death warning!

Saul scanned through the words on the diary and grabbed a few keywords before stopping and turning around to burrow into the commoner’s settlement.

The houses here were built so densely and haphazardly that people disappeared as soon as they entered.

While Saul was hiding, someone else also thought of a way out.

He carefully collected the poisonous gas spewing out of the gate, and commanded his flying magic creature to pick up the bodies on the ground and have it delivered to the termites.

However, the great wizard riding on the white chair did not make any indication in the face of the corpse that was delivered to the door but was obviously abnormal, allowing the termites to devour it.

As the corpse was squeezed, a green mist spread out violently, but before it could do any damage, it was suddenly neutralized into a pale yellow color by the white mist spewing out from the termite’s body.

It had obviously lost its offensive power.

The sorcerer who had resisted the fog saw this and came up with another plan.

Chanting an incantation to try and collect the white mist spewed out by the termites, he prepared to use it against the poisonous fog on the gate.

In order to prevent himself from losing his mind when he touched the white mist, he put two layers of sorcerous protection around his body, while also holding his breath.

However, just as his sorcery came into contact with the termite-spewing mist, his entire being was suddenly stunned, and the luster in his eyes quickly disappeared.

Right now, his heart and eyes were filled with the huge mouthparts of the termites on the opposite side of the room, and all he could think about was wanting to give himself to the other party to use.

And so this sorcerer wobbled and flew over, quickly following in the footsteps of his predecessor.

Now, no one dared to resist the great sorcerer and the termites anymore, thinking only about how they could leave the colony alive!
The gathering place was very small, and naturally there weren’t many official witches, adding up to maybe eight or nine, and in a moment’s work four or five had already been eaten.

The remaining apprentices and ordinary people were going to be scared silly.

The crowd scattered and fled, each trying to find a way to escape.

However, soon, the ordinary people in the settlement realized a phenomenon.

The giant white ants would not attack them!

That termite surprisingly only ate sorcerers!
A kind of overwhelmed panic along with the slightest hint of snickering gradually spread amongst the ordinary people.

Everyone looked at each other, all suppressing the emotions under their eyes.

At the same time, the white mist gradually dispersed in the air, overflowing the entire gathering place. Again, because the huge green barrier was unable to continue spreading, the interior of the gathering place became foggy.

Those wizards and apprentices who wanted to escape and hide inside the gathering place, one by one, gradually relaxed their bodies, turned their direction, and walked towards the giant termites.

The great sorcerer riding on the termite, coldly looked at these sorcerers and apprentices slowly approaching, just like looking at the ants walking in line on the ground.

(End of chapter)