Chapter 564 – Termite Trails
Chapter 564 – Termite Trail
The ethereal voice of the harp accompanied by a melancholic tune echoed in the sky above the settlement.
The sorcerers and apprentices who had been controlled in the distance gradually regained their senses.
Recalling their previous encounters, coupled with the broken limbs around them and the barrier above their heads, these people were terrified and fled in all directions.
The small ants on the ground did not attack the sorcerers; in their consciousness, these sorcerers and apprentices were food for the ant king.
And now, they could no longer feel the Ant King’s aura, and they no longer attacked the ordinary people, they just turned around without a head, and finally they all burrowed back into the land.
It was just that by this time, there were no more than a few left, whether they were sorcerers or ordinary people.
Late at night, after the settlement briefly boiled, it once again entered a silence, with only the sound of the harp, ringing through the night.
Early the next morning, after the combined efforts of several sorcerers, the sorcerous barrier that had surrounded the crowd was finally unlocked.
Thor, hooded, mingled with the crowd and ran out in unison.
Finally leaving the settlement, which had turned into a dead land, Saul halfway left the crowd and drilled into the survivor’s ancient forest.
Seeing that no one was around, Penny finally ran out, “Brother Saul, you ran away after hitting someone, are you afraid that he will come out and chase you?”
Saul glanced at the little butterfly who had already been chased by Kismet, “I’ve long wanted to beat him up.”
Until now, Saul couldn’t figure out Kismet’s true purpose.
Agu, who had seen more, was able to understand the reason why Saul did it.
Agu: [I’m afraid it’s not the truth when this man said at the time that the quicksand termite scam had nothing to do with him].
Saul snorted, “More than not the truth, this matter was started by him.”
Using countless people’s lives to cultivate a magic pet, this kind of thing Kismet had done once back in Ralph Manor.
Later on, in order to hunt down the Nightmare Butterfly, he similarly lured ordinary people and wizards into Mill Sail Town, which had already placed the Blood Sea Curse.
In short this person, is a person who will do anything and sacrifice anything to achieve his goal.
The scariest thing is that no one knows what exactly his purpose is?
“I now even suspect that the method Monty found to create the spirit-reading candles, as well as the method to breed the ant king in the belly of Dolly’s witch, were both suggested by Kismet.” Saul did not mean to sympathize with these two people.
Morton also spoke up at this time.
Morton: [That Great Witch and Sorceress, who are obviously both official sorcerers, are still learning the methods of barbarians. It’s true that their brains are degraded if they don’t use them!
Herman: [Elder, what does this mean? How is it learning from barbarians?]
Morton: [Sorcerers’ power comes from themselves, from knowledge, and yet they try to utilize the power of other magical creatures’ advancement to help themselves advance. By doing so, sooner or later, they will be revolted.]
Agu sighed instead.
[It’s probably because they couldn’t advance for a long time either, so they just had to use this method.]
At the mention of the difficulty of promotion, both Morton and Herman fell silent.
Which one of the wizards hadn’t been stuck at a certain stage?
In the end, they even doubted themselves, life, and the world!
Only Saul in the room was unable to empathize.
He had already arrived at the place in the forest where Monty kept the bow-backed termites.
The several sorcerers who were originally guarding the place should have discovered the differences in the settlement, and had long since left the cave at this time.
And the seven commoners inside that were called meat nests had all lost their breath.
Apparently the termites here had also attacked them.
Saul didn’t just find bottles and jars containing the original syrup of the Spirit Reading Candle in the basement of the General Court. He also found some hidden scrolls.
After beating up Kismet, he jumped down into the basement and left, incidentally putting these things that he couldn’t take with him at the time into his storage.
In addition to these expensive and rare witchcraft scrolls at first glance, Saul also found one more thing.
It was such a thing that made him not leave immediately after leaving the settlement, but instead dive headfirst into the survivor’s ancient forest.
This thing was none other than a tiny termite that had been sealed up.
But it wasn’t a bowback termite, but a quicksand termite.
And Saul, who had once taken care of a quicksand termite queen in the Sorcerer’s Tower, recognized with a single glance that this tiny termite was an alternative queen. In other words, if the queen in an ant colony died, it could become the new queen at any time to continue the growth of the colony.
However, if the ant queen still existed, or was not very far away from it, then it would remain an alternate queen.
The body size is smaller than any ordinary termite, and it can enter a state of pseudo-death at any time to ensure that it consumes less so that the queen can get more food when it is low on nutrients.
And after seeing this termite, Saul immediately realized that there must be a quicksand termite colony with an existent queen near the colony.
Once Sol entered the depths of the woods, he unlocked the sorcery that had forbidden the termite, and then leaned down and gently shook the termite down onto the land.
The termite at first just wandered around the neighborhood for a few times like a headless fly, then it seemed to have discovered something and began to gradually lean in one direction.
“Little Algae, you follow it.”
Little Algae dropped to the ground and instantly disappeared.
As an earth-attribute magical creature, tracking a small termite in the land was really hard to beat.
Saul was just about to follow it when he suddenly felt a powerful fluctuation of magic power behind him.
No, it was a magic riot!
When he turned back violently, he saw that a tornado emitting the same magic fluctuation had formed in the direction of the settlement!
Sol was first surprised, then quickly calmed.
“Sure enough, he’s messing around here to generate pages as well!” Saul gazed at the diary within his mental body, and did not have the excitement of being about to get one more book page.
He could sense that Kismet’s collection of the diary’s pages was not for him.
……
The tornado of chaotic magic did not last long.
Kismet, who was standing on the ruins of the Bonanza Court, stretched out his hand, and a white book page gradually coalesced at his fingertips.
Kismet was slightly disappointed.
“Sure enough, it’s still too difficult to condense a golden page. It might still be possible if that Bowback Termite could advance to the third rank.”
The white book page in Kismet’s hand also disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he wasn’t surprised.
The owner of the diary was in this neighborhood, and the newly generated book page would naturally go to its owner.
Instead of himself, the ……
Kismet rested his chin against the top of the harp.
The wound on his face had disappeared by now, but the blood on the strings remained.
“If I want to gather the golden book pages, it’s true that a small settlement won’t do. It’s still necessary to make something big. I also wonder on the wind demon side, when will it move?”
In a place far away from the Survivor Ancient Forest, there was a steeply rising cliff.
Several caves were cut into the crag, densely packed and inducing discomfort.
The highest cave here housed one of the three Third Order of the Masterless Land.
Wind Demon.
In the highest cave, inside the narrow passage were extremely spacious caves. The caverns were set on top of each other layer by layer, like a complex labyrinth.
In one corner of the labyrinth, in a cave that was gorgeously decorated like a palace, sat a beautiful woman.
The corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, adding a bit more severity to her seductive face.
Even though she was just sitting lazily on a chair, she was still able to make the maid on the side fidget.
The woman seemed to be thinking about something and hadn’t changed her movement posture for three days.
At that moment, someone finally came in to break the calm.
A guard dressed as a warrior walked in and knelt down on one knee, “Lord Wind Demon, Monte Sorcerer’s termite plan has failed.”
(End of chapter)