Chapter 819

In the southern azolta mountains, more than 600 kilometers away from the ruins of the temple alchemy tower, ant people built complex and magnificent underground nests.

Ant people are social creatures. Their social structure is very simple. They are composed of worker ants, soldier ants, guard ants and queen ants.

The life span of ordinary ant people is only 15 years. In their short life cycle, they have to play the roles of soldiers and workers. Ordinary ant people before the age of 8 are soldiers of ant colony; After the age of 8, they become the lowest worker ants in the population.

Guard ants are divided into low-level leaders and high-level ant families. The low-level leader has a life span of 25 years and simple wisdom. He can control different numbers of ordinary ant people and command them to work and fight. In contrast, the high-level ant tribe and the low-level leader and ordinary ant man are like two completely different species.

They have a smart mind, strong soul and a life span four times that of low-level leaders. They can think independently, master the unique psionic talents of high-level ant tribe, have emotions and emotions, and are even divided into males and females. However, the vast majority of high-level ant females do not have the ability to reproduce. In ant society, only queen ants can lay eggs and hatch ordinary ant people, low-level leaders and high-level ant families.

Ann is an infertile female high-level ant family.

Today, a familiar and kind soul wave will wake Ann from sleep, which is the call of the queen ant's mother. Out of her strong feelings for her mother, Ann immediately got out of her nest room and rushed to the Queen's delivery room as fast as she could. On the way, it also killed dozens of ordinary worker ants.

Ann's shell is silver white, and the surface emits a hazy halo. When it moves rapidly in the dark tunnel, it looks like an invincible white light, which makes ordinary workers who can't escape burst one after another. The green and red ant man's blood was blocked by an invisible film, which could not leave even a trace of stain on its shell.

If the queen doesn't assign power, the high-level ant tribe can't control any ordinary ant people and low-level leaders. Ann doesn't care that she doesn't have any self-consciousness. She only knows that ordinary ant people obey orders. Its speed did not slow down. It crossed more than a dozen forks and finally entered the main nest where the queen ant's mother was located.

The queen ant's main nest is very empty. The queen ant is on the production platform in the middle. Her body is 6 meters long. She looks like a humanoid creature. Her upper body is petite. Her facial features are as delicate as an. There are no compound eyes and jaws of ordinary ant people and low-level guard ants. The Queen's lower body is fat and bloated, which is her oviposition organ.

Each queen ant can lay 200 eggs a day. These eggs are carefully taken care of by workers. After 15 days and a year, they can hatch ordinary ant people, low guard ants and high ant families. The queen ant usually stays in the main nest, accompanied by male higher ants, acting as her spouse and guard. They are male guard ants bred by other queens. They are very powerful. They are three times the size of ANN and weigh almost 2000 pounds.

In the past three years, Ann has not received the call of queen ant's mother. In fact, her mother has not laid eggs in the past ten years, and she has been pregnant with a offspring in her stomach. Today, all the higher ant families in this ant nest have rushed to the Queen's main nest, with a total of more than 100 higher guard ants. However, the male ants in the main nest stopped everyone and did not allow their children to get close to the queen. The male ant leader also asked in a voice, "who let you come here? How dare you disturb the Queen's childbirth?"

"Isn't mother calling?"

"Yes, I feel the fluctuation of my mother's soul, which is a calling signal."

"I also accepted..."

The higher ants are in a mess, asking each other for information they receive. The queen ant didn't pay attention to them at all. Her face showed a painful expression. There were ripples in her bloated abdomen. It seemed that a terrible monster was about to come out of it.

"My child, it's not time yet, you can bear it again..." the powerful psionic wave makes the air of the main nest ripple in circles, and the queen ant tries to comfort the offspring in her belly.

Regardless of the dispute, the high ant tribe and the male ants all surrounded and expressed their concern to their beloved queen ant.

The Queen's belly blooms two groups of light. The bright light makes the abdominal cavity transparent and shows a human like biological form. When the light lit up the whole main nest, with the Queen's shrill scream, a pair of arms tore her stomach from the inside, and the higher ant family covered with mucus stood up in the Queen's burst abdominal cavity.

It is about 2.2 meters high. Its appearance is humanoid. It has a head, shoulders and limbs, but it does not have the common lower body of the ant tribe, but there is an arthropod tail behind its ass. Its whole body is covered with cyan carapace, which is different from the metallic carapace of higher ant tribe. It looks smooth and elastic, and is closer to the sensitive skin of humanoid intelligent creatures. Its chest to back presents four mysterious red patterns, which are shining brightly like its eyes. The light in the Queen's belly comes from her eyes and patterns.

When its eyes and patterns became dim, the higher ant tribe finally recovered their thinking ability and heard the queen weakly say to the newborn offspring, "my child, you..."

"Shut up!"

The long tail of the human like higher ant family threw a residual shadow in the air, and the Queen's head burst. After a while, her upper body supported by her arm fell feebly.

"What have you done!"

The leader of the male guard ant roared furiously, and the sound waves hit the main nest to shake down the dust. It raised its sharp claws and grabbed the head of the new generation to crush the murderer who killed the queen ant on the spot.

Among the higher ant families, male ant leaders do not use psionics, but they develop the most powerful power and the strongest defense. Male leaders are the best of male ants. They hold their hands tightly to the head of the higher ant family, and the muscle tissue under the heavy shell bursts into full strength. However, the higher ant family that killed the queen ant did not move, and an invisible spiritual power field blocked in front of the male ant's claws.

Ann saw an indifferent eye brightening from the gap in the male ant's palm. The high ant clan slowly raised his left hand, clasped the male ant leader's face, and easily pinched his head.

It then broke the arm of the male ant leader and let his legs fall to the ground from the suspended state. Then, it turned into a fuzzy phantom and moved back and forth among the male guard ants, killing them one by one and tearing them to pieces.

The powerful male ant guard had no power to fight back in front of the high ant family, and was slaughtered by it in an instant.

"Eat everything on the ground." The humanoid higher ant tribe stood among the debris and ordered the other higher guard ants word by word.

With its words, the queen ant's mother, once loved by the higher guard ants, is now like the most delicious food. They endure for a moment, and finally can't resist the temptation of delicious food. They come forward one after another to eat the bodies of male ants and queen ants.

Ann was the last one to eat. She looked at the remnant of the queen ant and felt a strange emotion in her heart. She felt a little painful but very hungry. It picked up half of the Queen's arm and went to the corner to chew slowly. Tears flowed in its eyes for the first time.

The humanoid ant tribe didn't pay attention to an's abnormality at all. The guard ant ate the blood and flesh of the male ant and the queen ant. It looked coldly and said, "I'm the war Ant King, apolis, I'm your king, and I'm the master of the ant colony."

"King apolis... The master of ant colony, the king of war!"

The higher guard ants raised their hair and screamed wildly. Ann couldn't help but scream. It felt that its soul had been connected to dozens of lower guard ants, and its psionic energy was pouring into its body, making it stronger than ever before. At the same time, it also deeply felt the will of the war Ant King.

Strong power fluctuations swept through the ant nest, and all hibernating soldiers woke up and roared with the workers in response to the will of the war Ant King.

"The ant colony can only have one king, my people, follow me to kill other unborn ant kings." Apolis sends its second command to all higher guard ants through conscious connection.

"Enough!"

The huge and majestic will suddenly comes to the heart of every ant man. Compared with him, the will of the Ant King is like a campfire under the sun. He instantly calms the agitation and fanaticism of the whole group. Ann couldn't stand anymore. She crawled on the ground and listened to the will command: "apolis took your ministry down to the temple, killed all the creatures in the temple, and wanted to capture a human girl bertina. I'll let other queen ants give you some power, but remember, bertina must be brought back to the ant nest intact, even if you die..."

The voice in her heart gradually faded away. The inviolable command and the image of human girl bertina were engraved on ANN's will side. It and other high guard ants were watching the Ant King. If the other party dared to violate this command, they would not hesitate to lead the whole ethnic group to destroy the new war Ant King.

"Go to the temple." Apolis, the Ant King, commanded without expression.

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The northern part of the azolta mountains, a gathering place of Assyrians.

A stone tower more than 50 meters high stands in the middle of thatched houses, like a giant worshipped by the audience. The steeple is both the temple of Assyrians and the palace of King mokmo.

It was late at night. King mokemo was sleeping in bed with a beautiful young female slave. He was fat like a large wild boar, and the snoring in his throat was deafening.

Mokemo is old. More than 30 years of living in dignity has eroded his will, and his physical strength and energy are much lower than before. As a once famous warrior in the clan, mokemo was basically alert. He sensed a trace of malice, immediately woke up from his sleep, propped up his fat body, looked vaguely at the gate and saw a bent and thin figure.

It was an old woman with a feather crown. She was as thin as a wood stick carved into a poisonous snake in her left hand and a reduced head magic tool in her right hand. Her wrinkled old face was close to her skull and looked like a living corpse.

"Harrinadak, it's you." King mokemo recognized the identity of the person, released the stone axe beside the pillow, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, and said solemnly, "what are you doing here so late? What about the warriors guarding the door? How dare they let you in?"

Mokemo hates the old woman witch doctor in front of him. In fact, he hates all the witch doctors in the Kingdom, and Harry nadak is the one he hates most. Because she is his nominal wife, the Witch Queen of the Assyrian kingdom.

Mokemo had no love for harinadak. Although his wife was much younger than him, she looked older and ugly than his dead grandmother. However, in order to become the king of Assyria, the kings of Assyria must marry a witch doctor as their queen. Of course, mokemo is no exception.

Before his death, the former king called all his more than 20 sons to the temple and asked harinadak, who was only 14, to choose her husband. The ugly harinadako chose mokemo, and then she sacrificed mokemo's brothers to all souls one by one. At first, mokemo was glad that the queen had strengthened her authority, but when harinadak sacrificed the last few brothers, that kind of happiness turned into fear.

Mokemo was afraid that his sons would one day be beheaded by the next generation of witches on the altar, just as harinadak did to his brothers.

If the witch doctors did not know how to treat diseases and wounds, they would also prolong the king's life. Mokemo would definitely put harinadak to death and abolish the post witch system. Every time harinadak presided over the blood sacrifice ceremony, mokemo saw her ugly and evil smile and had the impulse to kill her.

Fear turned into disgust and hatred. During his reign, mokemo always tried to suppress the privileged class of witch doctors. He united the people, treated slaves well, promoted the status of warriors, changed the annual blood sacrifice ceremony to once every three years, added competitive links, pardoned the competitive winners, trained the surviving slaves into confidants and formed a snake eye guard loyal to him only. Mokemo has managed to get rid of more than a dozen witch doctors and cleanse the warriors who favor and sympathize with witch doctors. He was ready to kill harenadak and re-establish the system of the Assyrian kingdom in his lifetime. Because of this, King mokemo is usually very careful. His daily life is run by his slaves. Even the concubine who attends the bedroom is also a female slave. He will never give the witch doctor the opportunity to murder him.

As for harinadak, all the people around her were replaced by mokemo as snake eye guards, closely monitored and under house arrest.

Today, Harry nadak quietly appeared in the king's bedroom, which is absolutely abnormal!

Mokemo pretended to be sleeping and just woke up, got up naked from the bed and walked quietly to the Witch Queen. His fat body still has the power to crack tigers and leopards. When he approaches harenadak, he is confident to kill him before she casts a spell.

King mokemo's fat body was like a meat wall, lying in front of harenadak, but the witch didn't care at all. She smiled and said, "they are all asleep, just like your beloved slave. Even if you dig out my heart and let my blood flow all over the bedroom, they won't wake up."

"Your voice, why... And your shadow?" Mokemo clenched his fist, made his joints white, and his bones crackled, but he didn't have the courage to punch the Witch Queen after all. Instead, he retreated half a step in horror, and the cold sweat wriggled on his pale face.

Harrinadak's voice is crisp and pleasant, full of youthful vitality, like the voice of a teenage girl; The shadow she printed on the floor was slender, graceful and wonderful, in sharp contrast to her withered body, adding a strange smell.

"Don't be afraid... Where's the mokemo warrior who once slaughtered a wandering ogre group and used their skulls to make wine glasses?" Harrinadak said softly with a smile, "I loved you, chose you as my husband, helped you to the throne and cleared you of evil brothers, but you wanted to kill me... I know, I always know, but I want to tell you, I don't care, because death is not the end for me. The only thing that makes me sad is that you hate me and the witch who loves you."

"Harina Dako, there may be a misunderstanding between us... You know, poisonous snakes fear poisonous snakes..."

"There is no need to explain. I can understand that you hate my ugly appearance and would rather let young and beautiful female slaves bear children for you. I think if I can recover my true face, you may like me, and we can start all over again."

Mokemo calmed down a little and tried to make his tone more sincere. "Harrinadak, at my age, your appearance is not important. What we need is trust. Yes, we need to re-establish a trust relationship."

Harrinadak tilted her head and looked at mokemo. She looked like a playful girl, but her withered smiling face was creepy. "If you don't look at me, how do you know you won't like me? There's a mirror over there. Take me to have a look."

The witch doctor's head magic instrument was always aimed at the king mokemo. There was a pale flame in its eye socket, which made mokemo dare not move rashly, so she had to turn and walk towards the copper mirror hanging on the wall. With the help of the light of the torch, mokemo saw harinadak in the mirror and was immediately attracted by her.

In the mirror, the witch doctor is tall and plump, her round legs are slender and straight, and her slender waist like a snake makes her posture curve graceful and charming. Her dark skin shows an introverted halo, like the ivory sculpture collected by the palace. Her face is pure and beautiful, and her brownish red eyes have a vertical line, which looks mysterious and charming.

King mokemo couldn't remove his eyes from her, looked at the stunning beauty in the mirror and said to himself, "I can see that you like me... Mokemo, do you also want to recover your young body?"

Mokemo stroked the bronze mirror and murmured, "can I also recover my young body?"

"The spirits and saints have left the Assyrians for so long that you and the Assyrians have forgotten the greatness of the spirits and saints." Harry nadak in the mirror smiled and said, "but now it's different. The spirits have awakened, the saints have returned, the azolta empire will rise again, and you will be the mokemo king of the revival empire. The saints of the spirits will give the mokemo King glory and strength."

"What should I do?"

"Blood sacrifice... All souls and saints need the nourishment of the power of the soul. Only large-scale blood sacrifice can respond to the call of the ancestral spirit... Start with the slaves here, and then send your warriors to capture savages and offer their flesh and soul to all souls and saints."

"Blood sacrifice?" Mokemo hesitated a little, nodded and said: "Of course. However, I have forgiven the slaves here. Blood sacrifice will hurt my prestige, but I promise I will send them to capture more savage captives and sacrifice to all souls and saints... I will choose to hunt savages next autumn, so as to capture some of the harvest of savage village and leave some to savage children, so that they can live and grow up More little savages will be born in the future. "

The beauty in the environment looked at Mo Kemo gently and said in a pleasant voice: "Catch the scaly savages and leave women and children. This is the ancient method of the blood sacrifice of the Assyrian Empire. I didn't expect you to remember the ancient method... Mokemo, you are really a king loved by slaves. However, the spirits and saints have just awakened and they are very weak now. We can arrange a small blood sacrifice before sunset tomorrow."

King mokemo was completely immersed in the tenderness of the beauty in the mirror, and did not notice the lack of his own shadow in the mirror, and what he said was his real idea from the bottom of his heart, "I can arrange a small blood sacrifice for dozens of people."

"Good, mokemo. Let's start with you." A pair of slender and symmetrical arms poked out of the mirror, and the beauty's slender hands gently held mokemo's cheek and took his head off his neck.

The next day, blood flowed in the gathering place of azolta. Thousands of male slaves were tied by straw ropes and lined up to the blood sacrifice platform of the pyramid. Their blood stained the steps of the temple and their heads were pressed on the mound. The witch doctors wrapped the heads of slaves in linen, together with the mound, including the heads of King mokemo and snake eyed slave warriors.

The blood sacrifice ceremony lasted until the evening. When the last slave spilled blood on the temple, several witch doctors at the highest point of the temple came to the Witch Queen. A thin old witch doctor said to her, "chief priest, Assyrians don't have a king now. Do you choose a king from mokmo's sons?"

Harrinadak is tall and plump with a serpentine feather crown. Her face is beautiful and charming. She holds a poisonous snake wooden staff and smiles and says, "no! All souls and saints tell me that the azolta people will have a new queen, her name is bertina. She will gather the power of the four seasons witch king to lead us to restore the glory of the ancient empire."

"Bertina? Where is she?" The old witch doctor asked in confusion.

"I'll find her myself." Harinadak pondered for a moment, frowned and said, "the undead is also looking for her. All souls and saints are trying to bind the will of the undead, but the ancestors are very weak now, and he will get out of trouble soon. After I leave, you must lead the warriors of the family to catch the savages and hold a blood sacrifice ceremony. Otherwise, the undead will find our queen first, and it will be too late."

"In that case, chief priest, I'll take some warriors with you to find that bertina." Said the old witch doctor.

Harinadak shook his head and said, "all spirits and saints have just awakened, and your strength has not been restored. I can go alone. In addition, the poisonous snake warriors in the family are not tame. In order to prevent them from rebelling while I am away, I will return king mokemo to them now!"

The snake head wooden staff behind the witch knocked heavily on the altar of the temple, and the linen wrapped around the king mokmo and the snake eye slave guard began to tighten. The black mound was like a wave, and giant monsters more than three meters high stood up from the mound. Their tall and strong bodies were composed of black colloids, and two pale flames lit up in their eyes.

When the descendants of azolta saw the changes of King mokmo and snake eye guard, they all fell on the ground trembling, kowtowed to the witch doctor on the pyramid, and recited the praise of all souls and saints.

At this time, harinadak's figure had disappeared at the top of the gold tower.