Gods: The Swarm

Before Han Fei gave any orders, the surrounding poisonous dragonflies had gathered in sufficient numbers and immediately launched an attack.

Thousands of poisonous dragonflies rushed forward, and each jackal was stung by the tail sting of the poisonous dragonfly for at least a dozen times and immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing that the altar had been cleaned up, Han Fei immediately controlled the possessed poisonous dragonfly to lie on the surface of the altar.

As he consumed his divine power, his divine thoughts slowly spread, and finally he felt the breath of the core of the divine domain two meters deep in the stone altar.

Han Fei was overjoyed that he finally found it, and then he immediately arranged the surrounding poisonous dragonflies to destroy and dig the altar.

The densely packed poisonous dragonflies crouched on the altar and began to bite. Considering the small bodies of these dragonflies, Han Fei estimated that it would take at least two hours to dig out the core of the divine domain.

During this period of time, he could only observe the battle situation of each team of the Zerg, make timely adjustments, and wait patiently.

"Huh...?" A surprised sound came from Han Fei's mouth. He suddenly found a new situation in the fighting Zerg.

Old Hori was lying on the ground motionless at this time, and Sally was lying not far from him. The two jackals stared at each other.

There was also a jackal corpse lying next to it. That was another member of their team, the jackal whose face was sprayed with corrosive acid.

Sally asked Old Hori with a frightened look at this time: "Captain, what should we do now?"

"I don't know either, wait." Old Hori's face was depressed and he had given up resistance.

After receiving the order, Old Hori led the team and quickly returned to the God's Domain, because among the two wounded in the team was Sally, a young man he was more optimistic about.

He decided to personally send Sally to the medical emergency point behind the divine domain, and on the way he would give this young jackal who was full of rabbits a good lesson.

As he was carrying two wounded soldiers, he just avoided the first wave of the swarm's attack. When they stood far away and looked at the huge insect ball gathered above the army's head.

Old Horry turned around and picked up the two wounded soldiers and started running. As an experienced old jackal, he calmly made his own judgment on the situation. Facing a swarm of insects of this scale.

Having seen the horror of insects, he knew by experience and instinct that if he got involved in a battle of this scale, he would not survive.

Then, when the battle on the front battlefield ended, the scimitar cockroaches began to chase and kill these fleeing jackals.

As a land creature, how could they run faster than the scimitar cockroaches flying in the sky? Old Horry was caught up with two wounded soldiers.

Looking at the flying insect swarms in the sky that were connected and snaking forward like terrifying giant pythons, he knew that he could not escape.

Just after he placed the two injured team members on the roadside, a small group of insects in the sky immediately broke away from the group and flew rapidly towards their location.

Facing this group of more than a thousand scimitar cockroaches that were getting closer and closer, Hori's courage to fight to the death was destroyed by the instinct of fear.

It was too late to escape at this time. The flying scimitar cockroaches descended from the sky in a ring and surrounded the three of them in this area in a hunting posture.

Just as old Hori stood in the center of the circular encirclement, waiting for death to come, the scimitar cockroaches slowly closed the encirclement and passed over the jackal team member who had fallen to the ground and fainted with facial injuries.

"Sally, don't move..." In the sense of urgency of death, old Horry immediately noticed this situation. His brain was working rapidly. He burst out all his potential and felt that his thinking had never been so clear in his life. With a flash of inspiration, he immediately stopped Sally who wanted to get up.

Sure enough, the flying and the scimitar cockroaches that had already landed did not attack Sally, but skipped Sally lying motionless on the ground and continued to surround him.

Sally's survival confirmed Horry's guess. He saw him pounce forward without hesitation. In less than a second, he changed from a standing posture to a prostrate posture and lay on the ground without moving.

The surrounding scimitar cockroaches did not attack him, but crawled back and forth around his body. It seemed that they were observing and judging what this jackal who had just suddenly lay on the ground wanted to do?

At that time, Old Hori could only stare at the group of insects crawling around him in horror. He was so frightened that he even stopped breathing.

It turned out that he made the right bet. The sound of insects chirping rang in his ears, and the surrounding scimitar cockroaches began to disperse and slowly take off, reuniting with the troops in the sky.

Only three scimitar cockroaches flew to a nearby tree, quietly watching the three jackals lying on the ground motionless.

In Hori's experience, in this situation, the two were like monitors guarding prisoners, and the three of them were like surrendered prisoners.

Old Hori tried to communicate with these insects through language, but they had no reaction. However, as long as he moved slightly, the three scimitar cockroaches on the tree would raise their sickles high and take an offensive posture.

The immobile wait was long. Hori saw with his own eyes the dense piercing wolf spiders swarming from a distance, and then skillfully moved in front of the three dead jackals and bypassed them.

Until the unconscious jackal woke up, the three scimitar cockroaches surrounded the jackal who had been blinded by the acid corrosion of his eyes as soon as he made any unusual movements.

When Old Hori saw this, he immediately shouted to remind the other party not to move, but the blind jackal instinctively turned over and sat up in the direction where Old Hori's voice came from.

Old Hori saw with his own eyes the three scimitar cockroaches that surrounded him mercilessly swinging the sickle on their backs at the blind jackal, cutting several huge gaps in his skull, and his brains flowed all over the floor.

Looking at the two jackals lying on the ground in front of him, Han Fei was sure that he had never issued an order to receive prisoners. What made these scimitar cockroaches behave like this?

And he found that this was not an isolated case. On the map model, the parts where the red and green light spots overlapped all showed this situation.

Han Fei immediately questioned the scimitar cockroach that was staring at the jackal on the ground.

"Why do you accept prisoners?" As he pulled the line of faith, he sent this information to a scimitar cockroach guarding the prisoners.

"Hmm... Hmm..." Han Fei felt the scimitar cockroach's hesitation and doubt from the line of faith, and he immediately realized that this question was beyond the scimitar cockroach's understanding.

Ordinary swarm units, except for the instincts given to them by genes, have very simple intelligence and can only understand some simple questions and Han Fei's orders.

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