While swimming, he sighed secretly: "Oh, there is no way, I will save the children who fall into the water and save the miserable women. Helping the old lady cross the road are all the duties of my crocodile god."

Those natives are still relatively smart.

They watched as the woods became denser and the marching ants behind them were getting closer and closer.

They can't escape.

So they turned a corner and came to the lower reaches of the river.

Then continue to jump over the river and escape.

In this way, the marching ants that were about to catch up with them had to build the ant bridge again.

Building an ant bridge is a waste of time.

Those natives had some breathing opportunities.

But they don't have much breathing time.

Because the marching ants who had not had time to cross the ant bridge before chased them again.

At the same time, another team of marching ants surrounded them along the downstream of the river.

They saw the surrounding marching ants and shouted in horror.

Speaking some language that Wen Zilong couldn't understand.

Their language is not the same as that of Guvania.

However, from their panic expressions and desperate eyes, we can see how frightened they were in their hearts.

At this time, the ants colony is getting smaller and smaller.

And those people squeezed together tightly.

They could have predicted that in more than half an hour, they would become a pile of bones.

They were hunting today.

As a result, they accidentally stepped on some marching ants' eggs - such low-level mistakes, they rarely made. But today they made them.

As a result, these marching ants chased after them as if they were desperate.

None of them could escape from the fifty people.

And this race that they have been passed down for thousands of years will be extinct today.

Thinking of this, many people even burst into tears.

The patriarch sighed even more desperately.

However, at this moment, in the river not far away from them.

Crazy-

A sound of water.
Chapter completed!