188. Insect Swarm

ground.

Some time ago.

The Giant Arm lurked in the shadows, observing the circular plaza.

He saw Lu Ban approach the leader of the group, exchange a few words, and suddenly pull out a knife.

"Is he planning to assassinate the enemy head-on?!"

Giant Arm exclaimed in surprise at Lu Ban's courage.

"The other party looks like the leader of a powerful force; they must be very strong. Their chances of survival are slim!"

Flame Heart sighed.

"Didn't he say he was going to negotiate?"

Only the Old Dream remembered what Lu Ban had said to them before.

"Who negotiates with a knife? Oh dear, why did he stab himself?"

The Giant Arm asked in a low, surprised voice.

"They seem fine; they shook hands."

Flame Heart glanced at it.

"How come they're eating? I want to eat too!"

"After I finish this order, I'll go back and have something delicious to eat."

Do you think they might just abandon us?

"Don't talk nonsense. We're all in this together. They won't betray us. Besides, if they really did betray us, they would have already come and arrested us."

"Oh, that's true."

"They went down."

"It's so quiet, there are hardly any people in the square."

"Perhaps the main Wasteland Hunter have all gone underground."

"We also need to work hard."

"Wait, did you hear something?"

Old Dream, who had been watching the area behind the three, suddenly spoke.

The three fell silent, and in the dark and quiet ruins, they could hear a faint buzzing sound.

The sound was like a sharp object slicing through the sky, rushing forward at high speed.

Moreover, these sounds were continuous, not coming from a single source.

Could it be...?

Before the Giant Arm could react, it saw dense raindrops falling from the sky.

No, those weren't raindrops, but black arrows.

Or rather, it's something like a bone spur.

The sound of air being cut came from them.

In an instant, the bone spikes passed over the three people hiding in the shadows and landed directly on the circular plaza.

With no room for struggle or resistance, the Wasteland Hunter in the square became sieves.

Most of them were nailed to the ground, their heads, bodies, and limbs pierced through, their faces showing no sign of shock.

Blood meandered across the ground, the crimson liquid seeping into the mineral rock, upon which lay the remains of the dead.

rustling sounds—

The Giant Arm heard some urgent sounds. He looked back and saw countless creatures writhing in the darkness.

"Are they insects from the ruins?"

He immediately realized what was happening.

Previous reconnaissance revealed that some insects were lurking in this area, but no one approached them, so the Giant Arm didn't pay much attention. Now that he thinks about it, such ruins couldn't possibly have only a few insects. This kind of complex terrain would most likely become an insect's nest. Now is the time for those insects to return to their nests.

"We can't stay here."

Flame Heart stood up.

They saw shadows flickering among the firelight at the camp of another group of Wasteland Hunter.

Amidst a flurry of panic and commotion, screams followed in quick succession.

The three of them didn't care about what happened to the other, and immediately packed their things to go to the camel's location. But when they arrived at the foot of the building, they saw a dark swarm of insects surging up from the sky.

The insects were enormous, some as tall as a person, with jet-black bodies covered in sharp spines. Their huge pincers and mouthparts gleamed sharply under the starry sky. They were like a tidal wave, destroying everything in their path.

The Giant Arm discovered that their exit was blocked, and the only remaining option was the path leading to the square.

"These insects surrounded us from the outside in."

"Old Dream," he said, then pointed to the square in the center of the city.

"Let's go that way and go into the tunnel. We should be able to hide there for a while."

They set off immediately, sprinting towards the square at top speed.

When they reached the square, past the hideous corpses, they saw people fleeing from another direction.

The two groups paused for a moment, then simultaneously ran toward the huge hole in the center of the square.

Behind them, the endless Insect Tide formed a wave several meters high. Anyone swept into it would be instantly crushed to pieces and become food for these insects.

The group didn't exchange many words. Everyone knew that in the wasteland, under these circumstances, humans could only choose to cooperate; infighting would only lead to a quicker death.

The Giant Arm was the last to enter the cavity. Its hands rapidly expanded, grabbed a Stone, and slammed it into the opening of the cavity.

Boom—

After a roar, the world fell silent.

The survivors looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally, it was Old Dream who raised the question.

"Shouldn't we find a way out?"

He pointed to the only door that had been blown open.

"Shouldn't we clean up down there first?"

Lu Ban felt that going straight down like this was too aggressive. Since someone like Xiya, who wields a powerful weapon, was here, why not first clean up the three-wheeled vehicle and grind these monsters to dust?

"Really."

Xiya nodded slightly.

"You all step back a bit."

She gestured for the others to step back, and then raised her right hand.

"You're going to throw that spell at them one by one and blow them all up?"

Lu Ban thought for a moment. Xiya's spell speed was quite slow. If she kept casting spells like this, it might take until at least the day after tomorrow.

"How could it be left until the day after tomorrow? It can be resolved by noon tomorrow at the latest."

Xiya denied Lu Ban's statement.

"But that's just for one time, isn't it? Don't you plow the land several more times? How can one time be enough?"

Lu Ban said matter-of-factly.

"Since you can use this spell indefinitely without any cost, of course we should use the safest method!"

"One of us, you or I, must have some kind of misconception about what constitutes stability."

Xiya said earnestly to Lu Ban.

"You two stop arguing, I'll do it."

The faceless man said something and then went to the cave entrance. The crystals on his face began to spread, and what was originally only half of his face quickly covered his neck, chest and shoulders.

At the same time, Lu Ban felt the surrounding temperature drop significantly.

He saw that from where the faceless hand touched, the white frost solidified, spread, and invaded the Larval Sacs at the bottom of the cave.

"Is it the ability to control temperature?"

Based on Lu Ban's understanding of science fiction movies, this ability is extremely abnormal. For example, a man who can turn his whole body into ice can freeze time. However, Lu Ban is unsure about the upper and lower limits of the ability of the Wasteland, which is caused by disease.

Soon, the nest filled with Larval Sacs turned into a frozen world, and even the air exhaled by the people on the upper level was tinged with white mist.

"With your abilities, you could transform this desert."

Lu Ban said earnestly.

"Don't say anything more, this will only last for a while, let's go quickly."

Wumian glared at Lu Ban and jumped into the pit.

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