Praying Mantis Devouring the Starry Sky

It seemed that the drooling toad also realized this, and ran away desperately towards the pond.

Plop.

A perfect take-off, leaping into the pond.

Only then did the chasing ant colony stop.

Looking at the rippling lake surface, the ant colony seemed to have lost its mind.

A flexible tongue suddenly shot out from the water, and then hit a mutated ant accurately, and was dragged into the water.

Ripples rippling, then calm down.

Taking retreat as an advance, now at the main battlefield of the slobbering toad, the army of ants has lost all advantages.

Chapter 8 A Turtle, a Mantis, and a Toad (Please collect and recommend tickets)

The slobbering toad, who was being chased and fled everywhere, was already full of anger at this moment.

It was the first time in his life that he fled without fighting.

It was the first time that he was forced into such a mess by someone weaker than him.

The most important thing is that these guys were just my own food in the past, but I didn't expect this time to turn the sky upside down.

Slowly surfaced.

Seeing the ants swarming continuously on the shore, the eyes of the slobbering toad were filled with anger.

Unforgivable.

The disproportionately large mouth opened, and a water ball was jetted out at an extremely high speed.

Immediately, water splashed in all directions.

The ultra-high speed immediately blasted dozens of ants into the air, but this was just a drizzle for the huge number of ant colonies.

Facing each other across the water, both sides are provoking their opponents.

However, judging from the situation, the saliva toad has an absolute advantage.

After all, he has the ability to attack from a distance, while the ant colony can only stare blankly at the shore.

In the water, it's just a dead end.

The standoff between the two sides continued until dawn.

The confrontation between the two sides ended at the cost of the ant colony losing dozens of mutated ants.

The huge ant colony receded like a tide and left the pond.

Fang Xing noticed that the ant colony didn't all leave, and a considerable number of ants were gathering in the small puddle where the slobbering toad was.

The whole colony, drinking the water like crazy.

This strange phenomenon made Fang Xing fall into deep thought.

It seems that every battle between the saliva and toad is caused by the invasion of other mutant creatures.

Think about the current situation.

He had to suspect that the little puddle might have been the cause of all the dispute.

The behavior of the ant colony also attracted the attention of the slobber toad.

His old den was taken, which made the anger in his heart blaze.

Looking at the ant colony from a distance drinking the spring water with energy, those are all his.

This group of hateful robbers is plundering his property.

Angry!

The slobbering toad is constantly fighting back frantically.

The water spheres are sprayed one by one, attacking the ant colony drinking the spring water like shells.

However, the substantive power of water polo is not great.

At most, it can only form harassment, for a large number of ant colonies.

The saliva toad's attack seemed so insignificant.

All this fell into Fang Xing's eyes.

The slobbering toad's reaction was beyond his expectations, and it seemed that the other party was very concerned about this small spring.

Is there anything special about water?

Fang Xing couldn't help guessing.

Now the creatures in the whole world are mutating, and maybe some kind of genius, earth treasure, cave, heaven and earth will be formed.

The small puddle in front of you may be one of them.

……

When the queen ants tasted the energy-rich spring water brought back by the worker ants, she let out a cry of joy.

"occupied!"

The excited voice reaches every ant in the ant nest.

More and more spiritual springs were delivered to her.

Compared to the collective climax of the ant colony, the slobber toad was powerless and furious aside.

He knew that it would be extremely difficult to regain his territory.

……

Assassin Fang Xing has come to a jungle where the ant colony must pass through when returning.

The lush grass has become his perfect hiding place.

The motionless Fang Xing perfectly blended in with the environment, looking at the mutated ants with distended bellies.

He swung his sharp blade without hesitation.