Suddenly, a smaller beetle leaped out of a Warrior Bug's carapace. The Male Bug locked onto him the instant he appeared.
This kind of Little Beetle was special. He possessed a measure of intelligence and was rarely hatched, so the Male Bug seldom saw one.
Why would a beetle like this appear here?
The beetle spread the wings beneath his back shell and tried to fly away, but the Male Bug was faster. He caught the beetle in one swift motion.
Trying to break free, the beetle bit down on the Male Bug's claw. Not only did it accomplish nothing, he shattered his own mouthparts.
"Ridiculous! So you were the one causing trouble." The Male Bug's tiny eyes filled with cold amusement and scorn.
Suddenly, it felt as though a needle had stabbed into the Male Bug's mind. The searing pain made him shriek. This was Little Beetle's psychic attack.
The Male Bug was furious. Already in his grasp, and still daring to resist? He immediately launched a psychic counterattack. His psychic power was far stronger than Little Beetle's, and he blew the little creature's brain apart in an instant.
He had intended to probe Little Beetle's mind with his psychic power, teach him a lesson, and then find out why he had brought this squad of Warrior Bugs here.
He had never expected to use too much force and kill Little Beetle outright.
Never mind. The brain was not the only source of information. The pheromones on Little Beetle's body could tell him things too.
The enormous Male Bug lifted Little Beetle's corpse and carefully sniffed it with his pair of antennae.
Sure enough, the Male Bug's sensitive antennae picked up plenty of crucial information.
"These pheromones smell wrong. This beetle isn't one of the Queen's offspring!" The Male