The "Stubborn King" quickly arrived at the nest room located deepest underground, surrounded by guards.
The struggling parasitic brain, its unique and strange appearance, its talking head, abnormally small joints, and the golden texture on the carapace that has not completely faded all made the "Stubborn King" realize that this was a very unusual animal. He couldn't decide how to deal with the parasitic ants.
It was getting late at this time, and the order given to him by the God Envoy King "Flying Eagle" was to end the battle as soon as possible and then withdraw to [Hawthorn Tree City] immediately. If you don't have enough time, try to hide as far away from the battlefield as possible.
"Flying Eagle" did not want the parasitic flying insects that appeared at any time during the day to expose the presence of reinforcements in [Hawthorn City], which would disrupt his entire plan.
At this time in spring, the days are short and the nights are long, and there is still some time until dawn. There is still time to organize a night attack force to return to [Hawthorn Tree City], but if it is delayed for a while, it will be difficult to say.
The "Stubborn King" quickly weighed it, but still did not dare to be expert. He ordered several soldiers to pull out the remaining mycelium on the parasitic brain, and then planned to capture the prisoner alive and return it to the almighty envoy king "Flying Eagle" Disposal.
Unexpectedly, when the big-headed ant warrior bit the last three hyphae that refused to break away from the back of the parasitic brain, the hyphae trembled violently, and the parasitic brain was also struggling hard, weakly but hastily.
The "Stubborn King" sensed something was wrong and was about to stop it when the big-headed ant warrior had already pulled out the last hyphae, with the ants' flesh and carapace fragments still attached to the roots.
The huge head of the parasitic brain, which had been hanging on the ground and could not be lifted up, suddenly rose up high, its jaws opened, and its compound eyes expanded rapidly, as if something was about to burst out.
The "Stubborn King" and several male ant commanders who were approaching instinctively took a step back. At this time, the viscous green liquid gurgled out from the eye sockets of the parasitic brain - its compound eyes could not withstand the internal pressure and ruptured. !
The high head lowered again, and the parasitic brain twitched twice, then collapsed, visibly lifeless.
Witnessing all this with his own eyes, the "Stubborn King" was shocked. He knew that the soldiers only removed the parasitic hyphae and did not damage the parasitic brain itself. As a result, the parasitic hyphae were removed and the parasitic brain died, which was extremely strange.
The parasitic brain could not be taken back, so the "Stubborn King" had no choice but to remember all this in his mind, make an information package, and plan to give it to "Flying Eagle" for research.
Then he turned around and left without hesitation, commanding the troops to rush back.
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The next morning, the sun pushed aside the rain and dew, casting the light and warmth of spring onto the earth.
Yesterday's battlefield was hidden underground. At this time, the ground was extremely quiet, and there was no sign that a fierce battle had occurred underground.
The water droplets in the morning light evaporate and disappear in the air, or are absorbed by the soil and vegetation, quickly disappearing without a trace, as if they have never been there, but they have indeed been there, and will quietly reappear on the next humid night. .
Originally, at this time, the parasitic army sleeping underground would wake up, crawl out of the narrow hole, bring the night's moisture and dew, and come to the sun to replenish heat.
Yes, although parasitic bacteria like moisture, their hosts also need sufficient body temperature to remain active, otherwise their physiological skills will be destroyed. Parasitic bacteria and hosts must maintain a balance in temperature and humidity to ensure their own survival and common survival.
They are actually a sensitive life form with high requirements on the environment.
Unfortunately, at this time, most of their targets, the areas along the Qinghe River, have microclimates that are very suitable for parasitic life!
The sun was high, and parasitic flying insects flew across the sky here from time to time, but there was no response on the ground.
Finally, in the afternoon, the nearby parasitic brain noticed something was wrong. A small group of parasitic ants lay on the backs of several fast-crawling parasitic dung beetles and quickly arrived here.
The parasitic ants leave the parasitic dung beetle, leaving a few ants to look after the dung beetles that like to run around, and most of them enter the holes in the ground that are already dry.
After walking down for a short distance, the underground still maintained a comfortable temperature and humidity, but the unmistakable smell of blood already made the probing parasitic ants and the parasitic brain behind them feel bad.
Soon, there were layers of parasitic ant corpses and a large number of chopped parasitic hyphae. It was obvious what had happened, which made the parasitic brain feel strong emotions coming from the nerve center.
That's anger!
This anger reached its peak when the dead parasitic brain was discovered lying in the midst of dried pus-green.
The other parasitic brain is angry and roaring silently. The anger is like a hurricane sweeping through the nearby land, and the roar is like electric waves spreading to every adjacent corner.
The exploration team quickly found their target among a large number of corpses. Some corpse remains that had been stacked and not taken away in time were not parasitic ants, including big-headed ants, black fire ants, broken gravel jaw knives, and corroded ones. Leather armor and so on.
What happened was obvious. Although the parasitic brain was a little confused about the familiar corpse of the big-headed ant equipped with a stone jaw knife, the focus was still on the corpse of the black fire ant.
In a short period of time, several scattered nearby troops controlled by this parasitic brain began to frantically search every gap in the vicinity, searching over and over again for fish that had slipped through the trap in the abandoned lair.
The parasitic brain activated, and the parasitic army launched a fierce revenge.
Some lonely sub-nests that had escaped the first round of attacks immediately fell under the fierce retaliation. More sub-nests that were still resisting also encountered unprecedented pressure on this day.
When the parasitic ant search team left the lifeless underground, they did not take away the dead body of the parasitic brain, leaving it lying there without any of the power and majesty it had in life.
The corpse's brain was broken from the position of the compound eye frame. This is a mark of external force tearing. The wound is very deep, reaching to the brain.
An object as big as sand was exposed in the fresh brain. It was pebble-shaped and pale in color.
The search team apparently intentionally dug this thing out of the skull of the dead parasitic brain, but abandoned it like nothing.
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When fierce wars broke out everywhere, the instigator "Flying Eagle" and his troops were carefully hiding in [Hawthorn City], gathering the troops and only sending out warning scouts.
Occasionally, parasitic troops would enter the territory of [Hawthorn Tree City]. Unless they directly attacked the nest, the defenders would not respond at all.
In this way, they were well hidden in the crazy and clueless revenge of the parasitic army, and did not become the target.
