Chichichi--

The ants on the ant ball that were on fire continued to fall like sesame seeds on the hemp ball.

This ant ball with a diameter of one meter was originally only half a meter left in diameter under the erosion of venom.

At this time, the flames burned like this and immediately disintegrated.

Only a few less than a thousand ants crawled into the central circle.

But a thousand ants pose no threat to the Baka people.

They had already prepared their wide and thick bark and kept slapping the marching ants.

There are less than a thousand marching ants, and a large number of them are dead.

Wen Zilong glanced at the battlefield.

I saw that the flames had spread into the patterns in the circular area.

The sap in the pattern was quickly ignited.

Next, the ditch on the outer side was also ignited by the flames.

At this time, it can be said that a circular firewall of up to ten meters wide was formed in the entire area.

Those invincible and terrifying marching ants melted in the flames at an extremely fast speed.

When the Baka people saw these, they all crawled on the ground and worshiped Wen Zilong.

"Great Crocodile God!"

"May you be with the God of the Forest!"

"Long live the crocodile god--"

"The Crocodile God's Majesty-"

Wen Zilong waved his claws and said in a Northeast accent:
Chapter completed!