The ranger smiled wryly as he saw the hideous swarm of insects below getting closer and closer to him, he didn't expect his first death in the game to come so soon.

I'm afraid that I won't die too easily, and the thought of being eaten and trampled by countless insects made Ji Wanbing's muscles begin to tense and twitch.

The ranger felt that if he hadn't fallen down in the air, he would have vomited directly.

A series of wild shouts were heard in the distance, and the ranger, who was only less than half a meter tall from the bugs, suddenly felt the rope in his hand tighten!

The power on the rope carried the ranger in the direction of the center of the fortress, and the insect that watched the food fall from the sky jumped up unwillingly, trying to use its sharp limbs to hold the warrior back.

The Ranger looks up and realizes that it was Tupac Mad Bull of Barbarian blood who saved him from danger!

The stout savage was riding the great dragonfly that had taken him from the fortress before, his long, tangled black-brown hair fluttering in the wind.

The mad cow's weapon didn't know where to throw it, grabbed the dragonfly's tentacles under his crotch with one hand, and smashed the bug's head with a casserole-sized fist with the other.

The poor worm, half of its head was smashed and dented, and drew an 'S' shape in the air, and the mad cow roared in the wind: "No one can kill the mad cow!" Mad Bull is fearless! ”

The rope in the ranger's hand was exactly on the flight path of the bug, wrapped around the bare upper body of the mad cow, and the arrow that had been nailed into the roof was directly ripped out by the huge force.

At this time, the mad cow didn't realize what he had done at all, and his whole attention was on the insect under his crotch that had taken him away from the earth.

As if feeling that the rope on his body was a little in the way, the mad bull grabbed the rope with an unhappy face and put it to his mouth, and the sharp teeth characteristic of barbarians bit down on the rope.

"Nope! No! The ranger was hanging underneath, saw it clearly, and shouted anxiously: "Don't let go, stupid big man, there are still people ...... below"

The bug, which had changed its flight trajectory, suddenly lowered its altitude, and the ranger who was dragged below was thrown into the water level like bait on dried fish.

It's just that it's not ordinary water, it's a tide of insects.

Fortunately, his speed is very fast, I don't know how many bugs he bumped along the way, and his two legs dragged a long mark in the land, but the ranger who is a little afraid of the bugs in his heart will not let go of his hand when he dies!

At this time, the mad cow was finally pleasantly surprised to find that the end of the rope that came from nowhere was actually carrying a sharp arrow!

"The Great Witch King protects me! I, Tupac Mad Cow, son of the Raging Bull tribe, grant you death, worm! The mad bull was full of surprise, and in a series of wild laughter, he stabbed the arrow in his hand deep into the head of the worm under his crotch.

The insect that flapped its wings and flew in the air finally stopped struggling, and its wings shook weakly in the air for the last few times, and slowly fell diagonally down by inertia and the hard wings of the insect.

The mad cow riding the bug only then began to realize that he was in mid-air, and this two-meter-old fierce man closed his eyes very femininely, hugged the back of the bug tightly with both hands, and let out a piercing scream!

The mad cow's fall trajectory formed a diagonal line, pointing directly at the inside of the fortress, the worm that had just been dragged into the iron box.

The unlucky ranger had already escaped from the sea of insects at this time, but he didn't realize it at all when he closed his eyes and held the rope firmly with his hands.

Ji Wanbing is like this, most of his body is dragged on the ground, being dragged all the way, like a child who flies a kite instead of being released.

Less than two kilometers from the fortress, a flash of light pierced the darkness, and a strange-looking machine appeared in the sky.

With the sound of a mechanical device, a light purple liquid was sprinkled on the ground, and the machine itself suddenly erupted into a shockwave, spreading the pheromones contained in the liquid outward.

Bugs within a radius of several kilometers will rush to the target location as soon as they receive this pheromone, because this thing is extracted from a Tyranid nest owner.

The Hive Master is the highest-ranking Tyranid individual that mages have seen so far, but when the mages paid a huge number of casualties, they finally only got part of the remains of this bug.

After testing the bodily fluids extracted from the wreckage, the mages found it to be surprisingly attractive to ordinary bugs, so the mages named the mysterious bug that had never been seen again as the nest master.

They believed that it was the administrator of the Tyranid lair buried deep in the bottomless pit, and the mage who found the bug was rewarded with huge points.

That's why this time he was so excited when the mage Werther spotted a species that was huge and looked different from other seeds.

Although the appearance of the insect found this time was clearly different from that of the nest owner, Werther was used to the kaleidoscopic appearance of the bug, and he believed that he must have caught a big fish this time!

When the pheromones were delivered to the fortress, all the bugs paused, seemingly in confusion.

After a brief period of confusion, a large number of bugs began to run in the direction of the outside of the fortress, throwing aside the nearly exhausted defenders of the fortress.

The worm that had already entered the iron box also seemed to be stimulated, and as the female warrior and the sword and shield warrior struggled to close the door of the box, it roared and broke free from the rope and struggled out.

Then, he was hit back hard by a flying insect that fell from the sky.

A big man who fell from the sky, naked, covering his face and screaming, fell to the ground at a loss, and took back the screams in his mouth.

On the ground, a towed dirt bag came to rest at the feet of the Templar Abraham, and the Ranger's head popped out of the dirt bag and shook the dirt off his head.

At this point, the huge iron box was finally closed thanks to the efforts of the two of them, and the female warrior inserted a preset latch back in, and the whole box seemed to be activated by something, and a burst of steam was emitted outward.

The bugs that had been running around in the box were silent.

The bugs that had filled the fortress a few seconds ago had all been withdrawn, leaving only corpses in the ground, bugs, slaves, and mercenaries.

The corpses are entangled, and they are not separated from each other, and they seem so equal in the face of death.

The entire fortress suddenly fell silent, except for a few half-dead mercenaries wailing on the ground.