A Squadron Leader Chimera Ant had crept over from underground, but how could it possibly evade Moyu's danger-sensing ability?
He flicked his blade and drove it into the ground.
In an instant, it pierced through the Squadron Leader Chimera Ant's life.
The entire sequence, from start to finish, had flowed in one smooth motion.
Yet Moyu's manner had been far too relaxed and indifferent, delivering quite a visual shock to the Chimera Ants in the woods.
More importantly, none of the Chimera Ants understood how Moyu had detected it.
Facing the astonished gazes of the Chimera Ants, Moyu held his right hand above the hilt of the Black Blade.
Hiss—
With a soft sound, the Black Blade buried underground suddenly rose into the air, pulling up a spray of blood before flying into Moyu's palm.
The technique looked like telekinesis, but in truth, it had been Moyu's shadow that flicked the Black Blade out from underground.
The Chimera Ants that had come for Moyu and the others had no idea what had happened. With all their attention fixed on Moyu, they could not help being repeatedly startled.
Moyu gripped the Black Blade and took in the changes in the Chimera Ants' emotions.
A bunch of lowly grunts already showing such obvious human traits... I wonder how many humans the Queen has eaten by now...
Muttering to himself inwardly, Moyu stepped forward with the Black Blade, ready to eliminate the Chimera Ants.
But just as he took a step, a figure moved even faster than him, passing him and taking the lead.
That figure was Netero.
"Hoho, let this old man handle it."
Netero stepped forward and casually swept his gaze over the Chimera Ants ahead. Hooking a finger against his forehead, he sighed. "Once a person gets old, no matter