Chapter 397: Slaughter "Stupid demon, we're all going to die here now!"
The female assassin cursed Zhao Yannian in some despair, but the demon in her eyes did not have a trace of timidity and regret.
"Soul Harvest!"
Zhao Yannian threw the scythe of death in his hand at the ant people who pounced on him, and the huge scythe that should have been very heavy flew out like lightning under Zhao Yannian's not much strength.
As the huge scythe flew, it spun at high speed, and the blade of the scythe, which glittered in the moonlight, flew towards the enemy like a shining silver platter.
"Food!"
The desert ant clan does not have any fear, their mental fluctuations except for the desire for food, there are no distractions, it can be said that these guys are definitely the best fighters, even if there are more casualties in the battle, they will not be affected by those negative emotions in the slightest combat effectiveness.
However, the gap in absolute strength was huge, and the disc that the Death Scythe turned into was like a sharp wheel saw, cutting everything he touched into two, and when he drew an arc among the ant colonies and flew back to Zhao Yannian's hands, more than a dozen ant people had already been killed.
Looking at the ant people who were no more than 100 under the sand dunes, Zhao Yannian looked back at the female assassin beside him with a relaxed expression.
"Isn't it easy to see, just throw them a few times like this, and all those ants will die."
Zhao Yannian said to the female assassin.
"Fool, you have no idea how dangerous the ant clan is."
The female assassin glared at Zhao Yannian and then turned her head away from Zhao Yannian, but what she saw in the direction she turned her head was the bloody scene of the ant clan devouring the corpses of her own kind.
The frightened female assassin turned her head a little pale and glared at Zhao Yannian again, and finally closed her eyes as if she was resigned to her fate, as if she was planning to close her eyes and wait for death.
Zhao Yannian was amused to look at the reaction of this human girl who should have been born in hell, and his scythe did not stop, as Zhao Yannian threw the scythe of death three times in a row, half of the ant clan that appeared under the sand dune had already been taken away by Zhao Yannian.
The irrational ant-tribe's thirst for food made them choose the corpses of their kind near them first, and for a while, the three creatures that killed their companions on the dunes became much less attractive to them.
After Zhao Yannian saw that the female assassin was not going to talk to him anymore, he began to observe the ant clan, and he wanted to make sure that the news that the old bookworm had told him before was correct.
The remaining fifty or so ant people tore apart the corpses of their companions like starving ghosts and stuffed them into the hideous mouthparts, these ants did not know what kind of digestive system they had, each of them swallowed the equivalent of their own body weight in just five minutes, and as their meal was over, these ants began to expand rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The original carapace was like molting, broken by the newborn carapace, and then torn off like tattered clothes and thrown away, and the previous thin humanoid ants suddenly increased in size by a third, their carapace became more shiny, and their limbs became thicker.
And in Zhao Yannian's feeling, the single strength of the ants should be close to that of a human high-level warrior at this moment.
Taking advantage of the fact that the ants who had just completed their evolution had not yet launched an attack on Zhao Yannian, Zhao Yannian threw out the Scythe of Death again, under the control of the son of the god of evil, this time, the number of ants was reduced by half again, and after these ants eaten, they began to evolve again, this time, the strength of the ants was increased to the level of a great swordsman, but before Zhao Yannian began to slaughter for the third time, after these ants glanced at each other, they actually withdrew from the range of Zhao Yannian's attack before, Then an ultrasound wave is emitted that cannot be heard by the human ear.
"Demon, you don't think that the ant clan is stupid like that, tell you that when they get enough food, they will become very smart, just now the ants have sent a signal to gather their companions, and now the ant clan within a radius of fifty kilometers is surrounding here, whether it is heaven or earth, it is impossible to escape, you will know the price you need to pay for your stupidity later!!"
The female assassin's gaze at Zhao Yannian was full of hatred, and her tone had changed from her previous anger to a malicious pleasure that she could die with her enemies.
"I've heard about the power of ants before I came here, but it's because of this that I want to test their strength here, and I've heard that the crystal nucleus of the ant clan seems to be a very expensive currency in the oasis, and if I want to go to the oasis, I naturally can't let go of these coins that I have gathered."
Zhao Yannian said to the female assassin with a smile, and at this moment, in the dark sky, some buzzing shadows were flying towards the place where they were at high speed.
Those are also ants, flying ants, ants holding bone spears are no longer like the beast-like creatures that Zhao Yannian saw before, their bodies have bone armor like human armor, and their heads have degenerated the huge mouthparts, and they wear bone helmets.
It seems that these ants can evolve at a high speed like demons with the strength of devouring creatures, but their evolution speed is much more perverted than that of demons.
As long as the food is swallowed, it will be transformed into the power of evolution, and these ants, who already have wings, are no longer beasts, but soldiers who know how to arrange their troops.
When the ants flew to the sky above Zhao Yannian, these squares of ants organized an orderly charge to the ground, the first row of ants with spears and began to charge to the ground, and the second row followed after an interval of several seconds.
The ant soldiers of a phalanx pressed towards Zhao Yannian on the ground like water being poured down, and that kind of fierce and cold momentum was much stronger than the demon's army in Zhao Yannian's opinion.
However, the ability of these ants only made Zhao Yannian feel a little surprised, and when he saw the ants flying towards him, Zhao Yannian grabbed the scythe of death and officially activated the battle state of the god of death.
The black mist wrapped around Zhao Yannian, making Zhao Yannian the embodiment of the god of death in an instant, and the scythe of the god of death, which originally still maintained the appearance of an ordinary scythe, appeared on the dense bone lines, and the figure of the son of the god of evil also appeared on the back of the scythe of death, this murderous weapon revealed its true form and began to unscrupulously exude extremely dangerous fluctuations around.
The female assassin who was close at hand was the first to be enveloped by this fluctuation, and the terrifying aura of death itself made the female assassin tremble, who had thought that she was not afraid of life and death.
"Mother......"
The female assassin crouched on the ground, holding her head and sobbing quietly, like a frightened child.
And the little devil Valak behaved much better than the female assassin, after all, in the past month or so, the little devil had seen Zhao Yannian using the Scythe of Death almost every day.
After more than a month of death poking the little devil's sixth sense like a substance, even the most sensitive guy has become numb, so when the fluctuation of death enveloped Valak, the little devil just shook his body and began to chant the incantation.
The little devil's tenacious nerves that he had cultivated with more than a hundred years of survival were not affected by Zhao Yannian's scythe, not only that, but he also released a light spirit technique to himself to ensure that in the battle that was about to start, if Zhao Yannian failed, he would be able to escape smoothly.
However, the little devil's worries did not come true, and when Zhao Yannian waved the sickle in his hand, the outcome of this war was already doomed.
"True Soul Harvest!"
Zhao Yannian didn't throw the Death Scythe out like before this time and then left it alone, when he waved the Death Scythe, the wooden handle of the huge scythe turned into a slender bone chain in an instant, and under the Death God's favor Driven by the divine power given by the God of Death, the blade of the Death Scythe crashed into the ant army in an instant, and then under Zhao Yannian's swing, a huge scythe phantom with a length of more than three hundred meters appeared in the sky.
When this phantom crossed the sky in a semicircle, all the ants close to the phantom fell to the ground as if they had lost their souls in an instant, and with Zhao Yannian's continuous waving, the thousands of ants in the sky had already been slaughtered by Zhao Yannian before they could decide whether to retreat or fight.
Not only that, but a large number of sand pillars also appeared on the ground at this time, and countless ants rushed out of the sand pillars towards the small hill where Zhao Yannian was.
"Is this a good harvest!?"
Zhao Yannian waved the huge scythe in his hand vigorously, and the ants on the ground could not advance a single inch in front of such a huge and fast weapon, and the completely unilateral slaughter lasted for a whole hour, and when Zhao Yannian killed all the ants within dozens of kilometers nearby, the bottom of the sand dune had become a cemetery for ants.
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Zhao Yannian, who had withdrawn the scythe, walked in front of the female assassin again, this time the female assassin was like seeing a ghost, and was frightened by Zhao Yannian, who still had the breath of death, screaming while sitting on the ground and falling backwards.
"Don't come here, I'll kill myself if you come!"
The female assassin was like a girl who was about to be insulted by the villains, screaming hoarsely, and Zhao Yannian was quite straightforward about this situation.
"If you continue to scream like this or kill yourself, I will put your soul in my scythe and let those demons torment you."
Zhao Yannian threatened viciously, and the son of the evil god also unleashed a few dry bones belonging to the demon lord and danced his claws at the female assassin.
"Don't kill me, please, don't take my soul, as long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want."
The female Assassin was a little incoherent and stumbled for a long time before she uttered this plea for mercy.
And after Zhao Yannian saw that the goal was achieved, he immediately asked the first question he needed to know.
"What's your name?"
"...... by Fenice Arnold"