After discovering something unusual about the Ant-Man Race Queen, Wang Teng immediately landed atop the queen. A battle sword appeared in his hand, and he lightly slashed downward.
Yet despite his strength, he failed to cut through the queen's shell on the first strike. It was truly surprising.
The weapon in his hand was a World Lord Level weapon. Setting aside other special factors, its sharpness alone should have been enough to easily slice through the flesh of a Domain Lord Level warrior.
Yet against this queen, it had merely left a shallow mark.
From the outside, the queen's shell seemed to be only a thin layer, crystal-clear and translucent. Who would have thought it would be so hard?
"The Ant-Man Race Queen doesn't have much combat ability, but its ability to protect itself is exceptionally strong." Yuan Gungun appeared beside him and teased.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Wang Teng's face darkened. Yuan Gungun had definitely wanted to see him embarrass himself.
"You didn't ask." Yuan Gungun shot back.
"..."
Wang Teng took a deep breath and ignored it. He infused Primal Force into his battle sword and slashed downward.
"Hey, let me tell you, the queen's shell is excellent material for forging weapons. Don't waste it," Yuan Gungun suddenly said.
Wang Teng's hand paused, his battle sword stopping less than a palm's width above the Ant-Man Race Queen's shell.
"Ahem, I'll see if there's another way in." He coughed dryly, put away his battle sword, and flew downward.
"This miserly habit of yours is beyond saving." Yuan Gungun did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Wang Teng landed in front of the queen, right where its mouthparts were, and hesitated.
"You're going in through here?" Yuan Gungun asked.
"It looks kind of disgusting." Wang Teng's eyelid