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It is difficult to define whether the earth-boring demonic insects are considered natural disasters. In fact, if it were not for the fact that they could be killed by the extraordinary beings working together, I am afraid that they would also be on the list of natural disasters.

After all, as long as it is a problem that can be solved by human power, it is not considered a natural disaster.

Oh, yes, it's them.

The earth-boring demonic insect standing like a hill in front of you is actually a semi-social creature. They often live deep underground and inhabit and reproduce in the hot magma.

They tend to gather together during estrus, complete the mating process, and then leave again.

And because of their huge size, they are likely to cause earthquakes in the process.

The intensity of the earthquake depends on the participating earth-burrowing demonic insects, and the intensity varies.

As adults, their desire for prey is indeed not strong. After all, compared to its size of several kilometers, there are few biological communities that can satisfy its appetite.

However, that is only compared to adult earth-boring devil insects. In their infancy, the immature carapace of the larvae cannot fully adapt to the high temperature of magma.

For the purpose of protecting their young, the worms will bring their larvae to the surface.

That is also the only chance for it to appear in front of people, which means the beginning of a disaster...

Those dozens of pale pink tentacles are not only its eyes, but also its mouthparts, and a place where it stores its cubs.

After that scream, countless egg-like objects spewed out from its tentacles.

For a moment, it seemed like there was a small meteor shower.

If someone gets closer, they will find that these egg-like objects are covered with a hard stone shell.

The "stones" thrown high into the sky fall with the whistling sound of the wind, like a chorus, finding resonance in the slight chaos.

Regardless of other attack methods, the rain of rocks falling from the sky is enough to easily kill any ordinary person without cover.

Garcia cursed angrily in the northern dialect, then turned around and opened the water bag in the ration bag. All the water in the leather water bag gushes out, but in the next second it turned into hard ice, quietly Floating beside him.

It will definitely be a fierce battle later, no matter how much Garcia feels sorry for the pure water in the water bag, he has to transform it.

Feeling the coldness emanating from the ice, his eyes became a little deeper, but he still suppressed the urge to go crazy.

At this time, he must not go crazy easily. He must stay rational in front of the irresistible earth-burrowing demon insect.

Who knows if he will face the earth-boring demonic insect after turning mad?

Once a berserker turns berserk, he can do anything.

The "rock" hit his ice shield in an instant. Listening to the continuous impact sound, Garcia's face flickered.

These "stones" were surprisingly fragile, and many of them exploded completely when they hit the ice shield. The apricot-yellow juice inside splashed out, covering the entire ice shield in the blink of an eye.

That's not a stone at all, but...

The ice grew and spread quietly in Garcia's hands, and in a few breaths it condensed into a blue spear.

Immediately, the tip of the spear, which shone with cold light, had penetrated a palm-sized, caterpillar-like creature.

Although it has a seemingly harmless white skin, the several slender pale pink tentacles waving wantonly in its mouth have already proved its identity - the earth-boring devil insect. To be precise, it is the earth-boring devil insect. larva!

The rocks are just disguises for the earth-boring demonic insects, or their eggs.

Although a large number of eggs had already determined the fate of the larvae when they hit the ice shield, a small number of larvae survived by chance.

And this so-called small amount...

Garcia pursed his lips, and the ice blue in his eyes became a little richer again.

In the great changes in the world just now, the terrain around the village has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the originally well-proportioned fields have long since disappeared into the rolling soil.

The seedlings that originally grew in the soil as a symbol of life and hope were gone, but in their place were pale pink tentacles poking out from the egg shells everywhere.

At a glance, even the ground has been completely filled with pink and yellow.

Looking down from a high altitude, all you can see is a sea of ​​pink and yellow dotted with eye-catching blue and white.

Newborn babies are always eager to be fed, and their mothers have successfully brought them delicious food!

Countless larvae squirmed together, like a breeze blowing through the rice fields, or like waves rolling up in the ocean, with a somewhat cruel beauty, heading straight towards Garcia.

But more larvae turned towards the village. In their perception, there seemed to be more food in that area.

Garcia only dared to glance at the earth-burrowing insect from the corner of his eye, then waved his ice gun and killed it in the opposite direction.

He had to work hard to stay away from this earth-boring demonic insect. Even to it, the distance he had opened was not worth mentioning at all.

There is still a chance, don’t give up hope!

Garcia thought silently, struggled to pierce one of the larvae that tried to pounce, and then whipped the other one away with his backhand.

The ice shield changed shape silently, and the jagged ice spikes ebb and flow, crushing every larvae to pieces or nailing them to the ice spikes.

Although the situation at hand is dire, it is not yet a dead end.

Back then, he had a chance to escape during a joint hunt by several cold people, and he even cut off the head of one of them!

What flows in his body is Becky's blood, which cannot be frozen even in the Arctic frost storm. His father once personally put on him an ice crown that symbolized the family's will.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps...

Almost stepping on the slippery and disgusting yellow slurry, Garcia struggled to push forward in the sea of ​​​​worms.

At first he could barely tell the direction, but later, as the number of bugs increased, he no longer even had time to care about the direction.

There is only one thought left in my mind: move forward! go ahead! go ahead!

The overwhelming white and pink, and the apricot like rain, the sense of smell has lost its meaning and function at this moment.

In other words, it really had no time to distinguish such a complex smell and stopped working completely.

But although the sense of smell has failed, the hearing has not.

Garcia's ears were almost occupied by the continuous sound of the water bladder bursting, and occasionally he could hear a sharp scratching sound - that was the last counterattack of a lucky larva.

The chill was so intense that it stimulated Garcia's teeth to make an involuntary "rattling" sound.

His body was trembling with excitement and beginning to boil with fear.

There was a voice calling him, comforting him, pleading with him.

Let me out, just for a moment...

You need me or you will die...

Look at these disgusting things, don’t you want to experience the feeling of crushing them with your feet?

Countless distracting thoughts and voices collided fiercely in Garcia's mind, making it very noisy, but his expression was like the eternal ice on the Northland iceberg, calm and indifferent.

Thank you for your multiple tips for the fat guy whose nickname does not meet the standards and who has twenty pounds more fat~

Thanks to Cancer Yan for the tip~

Hmm, next week is a popular series, emmmm, I still didn’t make the cut, I’m probably out of luck...

Counting the time, it will be on the shelves soon QAQ

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