Chapter 840: Nine Deaths and One Life

Everyone turned around in shock, and when they saw that tragic scene, all their eyes froze in an instant, and the hairs on everyone's body exploded. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire body of a dead man of the Fujiwara family was covered from head to toe with a dense layer of wriggling black objects, and he wanted to open his mouth to roar, but those objects surged into his mouth, all his organs, eyes, nose, ears...... All overwhelmed by that horrible blackness!

"Amazon man-eating ants! run!" quinine's face contorted, terrified.

The most terrifying creatures in the jungle are not poisonous snakes and beasts, but these invincible Amazon man-eating ants, even lions and forest snakes are not opponents, and there is no other way to compete with them except to flee for their lives.

Wherever the army of millions of man-eating ants passed, whether it was a tiny insect or a mighty beast, all of them became food for their mouths, without exception, turned into a pile of bones! If they did not catch meat for a long time, the panicked Amazonian man-eating ants would even chew up the dead branches and leaves, leaving behind a dead field where no grass was born!

Rumble!

The Japanese dead soldier who was engulfed by man-eating ants pulled the grenade on his waist, and the screams of quinine did not wake people up, and this explosion finally woke up the adventurers who had left their bodies one by one!

The black pressure ant colony was not afraid of explosion at all, one after another, stepping on the corpse of its companion and rushing towards the prey, a black line like a rising tide of the sea, quickly pressing!

Treetops, vines, and the surface...... Everywhere you can climb, all of them are invaded by these sweeping predatory creatures, and the bats and insects hiding in the tree holes are all devoured without exception, and even the eggs are not spared!

The Fujiwara samurai, who was hiding at the end of the line, tasted the bitter fruit of opportunism, and let out another scream, from the instep of his foot to the top of his head, and in just three seconds, another dead soldier was tragically dragged into the black tide.

Boom! Boom!

Successive explosions rang out, and the flames soared into the sky, igniting large clouds of charred black smoke.

When they were powerless to fight, they all chose to die with the ferocious man-eating ants!

"It's over, it's over! Paris, what kind of road are you leading!?" Fernandis roared angrily, this road is full of dangers, and now they are collectively on the verge of despair, this is to visit and investigate, it is obvious that they are here to die!

"Shut up, don't want to die, lie down, hand in hand, roll into the swamp!" Paris and the two tribal women had already run to the edge of the swamp, and the three of them had slid into the swamp in a strange windmill posture, ignoring the mud and the other way of dying that might have been caught deep in, arm in arm, head to head, body flat!

This is the way of escape that originated from the jungle Indians, and only by maintaining this posture will you not get into the quagmire soon!

The contact of the largest area of the body, the maximum buoyancy obtained, and the windmill structure composed of three people prevents the sinking trend to the greatest extent.

In this way, there is no doubt that you will become a mud man, but the situation forces it, and in addition, it is impossible for ordinary people to escape from the mouth of the army of man-eating ants.

Paris grew up living in the jungle and knew all the dangers here, she was the queen of light in the outside world, and when she returned to the Amazon jungle, she became the queen of the jungle, in order to adapt to everything here, she was not afraid

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