Overnight, every Lion-Ant-Bee died without warning.
Ordinary Lion-Ant-Bees might have known motherly love and filial affection, but the locust-like Lion-Ant-Bees Magus controlled were merely puppets. They were more like factories churning out offspring than living creatures.
Thus, these Lion-Ant-Bees had received no protection from their mothers' love.
Having a mother did not always mean having motherly love.
Even among humans, not everyone received a mother's love. There were simply too many people; inevitably, a few selfish women bore children after a single night of pleasure.
How could mothers who threw their children into ditches, toilets, or the wilderness possibly possess motherly love?
The same held true for the Lion-Ant-Bees. They had mothers, but they had received no motherly love, so they all died.
Magus went mad.
Failure, failure, an unbroken string of failures.
When the Lion-Ant-Bee emperor insect suddenly dropped dead before him, he nearly exploded on the spot with rage.
Worst of all, the enemy had acted so covertly that he did not even know who had struck. Even if he wanted revenge, he had nowhere to begin.
"Heh, heh. Cut off my future, will you? Then we can all go down together. I'll slaughter those two brats right now."
Magus did not know who his enemy was, but he understood their purpose perfectly well. Without a doubt, the mastermind behind the Lion-Ant-Bees' deaths was clipping his wings to gain an advantage over him in the struggle for the opportunity.
But the Lion-Ant-Bees were his very lifeblood!
He had spent countless hours raising generation after generation of Lion-Ant-Bees, hoping that one day he could unravel their secrets and step onto a great path reaching the heavens. Owl and Sa, by contrast, were merely people he had kept an eye on in passing. The opportunity mattered, but until he knew