Chapter 2672 Queen Bee

Each of the worker bees who defended their mission and guarded the queen acted like they were unparalleled. They rushed towards Taylor without fear of death. Even though the old man could kill several bees every time he attacked, they still led the charge without hesitation.

After more than a dozen interviews, Taylor was annoyed. This attack method was like a dog-skin plaster. It was really disgusting!

But he couldn't stop defending and sneak attacks, because from the moment the swarms regarded him as an enemy, it foreshadowed the ending of either you die or me. Well, I admit, the ending of your death and mine is my own imagination. , but doesn’t the current stalemate fighting situation explain anything?

The war of attrition lasted for another half an hour. After Taylor's efforts, the bee colony was reduced by more than a hundred. However, what is devastating is that the bee colony that had just lost more than a hundred worker bees unexpectedly quickly returned. Replenishment is full!

The replacement worker bees all fly out continuously from the hive more than five meters high. Almost as soon as one is lost here, one will be replaced immediately there.

I took a few glances into the hole of the hive, and suddenly I found a lot of yellow heads the size of fists crowded in it, swinging back and forth.

Almost every hole has at least four or five fist-sized yellow bee heads, and there are at least hundreds of holes in this five-meter-high hive.

This means that there are still thousands of replacement members who have not shown up.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel ashamed.

So desperate, this result is so desperate!

There is no possibility of victory at all. Even if the king of the forest is added, it will at best add a bear meat feast to the bee colony.

Thinking of this, I looked around, eager to see the Rose Legion patrol team.

The reason why I was looking for them was not to ask them to help kill the swarm, but to go back to the city to find someone, oh no, to find a dragon, to find the Flame Dragon Breath Seren.

As long as I find him, I can awaken the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar. With Bakar's majesty and courage, what does a swarm of bees mean?

Aren't you scared away every minute?

However, the reality is as cruel as winning a prize by opening a drink, only to find that the deadline for claiming the prize is yesterday.

Not to mention the Rose Legion patrols, not even a single figure could be found around, not even a fox shadow, Wolf Ying could not be found.

Either they were scared away by the terrifying swarm, or they were mercilessly slaughtered by the swarm.

All in all, there are no other living things around except plants.

Desperate, I ran to the tree, patting here and there, knocking here and there, eager to knock out a tree man.

However, the truth is even more cruel than the deadline for claiming the prize yesterday - these trees are just the most ordinary ones.

despair!

I put my hands on the ground and knelt on the ground, and my whole body was filled with negativity.

Just when I was wondering whether I should capture the thief first and capture the king first - rush over, watch the swarm attack, smash the hive to pieces, and then take the queen hostage to escape danger, something strange happened.

The swarm inexplicably gave up chasing Taylor and flew towards the hive instead.

Taylor was also stunned by this sudden scene. He wiped his sweat and took a few steps back secretly, but still maintained his fighting posture.

The King of the Forest also stood up, with a pair of fist-sized eyes staring directly at the swarm of bees flying closer to the hive. At the same time, a pair of bear claws were placed on his chest, ready to deal with sudden attacks at any time.

Except for me, who was full of negativity, everyone else and the bear were in a state of preparation, especially Taylor, who turned the power of green fading into a coat and enveloped his whole body.

I have never seen him with such a high level of alertness. Even when he was confronting the evil dragon Spitz, he was only full of fighting spirit, but his level of alertness was very low. It can be seen that the swarm has caused him How big the psychological shadow is.

If you think about it carefully, you can figure out the key to it.

Spitz is a giant dragon and enjoys a very high status among the dragons. The pride buried deep in his bones will not allow him to do anything that goes against the nobility of the dragons - sneak attacks and assassinations are included in this list. .

The dragons who have lost these means of killing and choose to defeat their opponents in an honest and fair manner are indeed much more reassuring to a certain extent than the worker bees who do whatever it takes to protect the queen bee, even sacrificing their lives to kill their opponents.

No wonder they were so nervous. If I were being targeted by a swarm of bees, I would be even more nervous than them.

While he was murmuring in his mind, he saw a beehive a few meters away and suddenly made a soft clicking sound.

This soft sound did not sound very eye-catching, but after experiencing the terrorist attack just now, both Taylor and the King of the Forest were a little frightened. When the soft sound rang out, one person and one bear tensed up in unison. The muscles all over the body, with the power of green transformation, expanded several times in an instant, turning into a semi-circular mass of transparent egg shells.

I was not as nervous as the two of them. Instead, I stretched my neck and looked curiously in the direction of the hive.

As my strength increased, my eyesight not only became sharper, but also became clearer, and I could easily see the current situation of the hive - the entire hive seemed to be made up of countless holes stacked on top of each other, and there were gaps between every two holes. The distance is almost equal. It is difficult to imagine how they could complete this extremely difficult construction project without rulers, pens, and tools.

At the very center of the hive, a head the size of a bowl poked out.

etc?

A head the size of a bowl?

Isn’t the head of other bees only the size of a fist? Why does it hiss!

I gasped, and at the same time I vaguely realized the truth: it was the queen bee!

In my horrified eyes, the bee with a head bigger than the mouth of the bowl was struggling to drill out. Every time it moved a centimeter, the whole hive made a soft sound, and the soft sound just now happened to be when it squeezed out. It is emitted when the hole in the honeycomb is opened.

"It, it, it, what is it going to do?" I pointed at the hive with a horrified look and exclaimed.

"Don't make any noise!" Taylor scolded me in a low voice, "You will attract swarms of bees!"

"But."

"No but" Taylor said seriously: "Stay where you are and wait and see what happens."

I had no choice but to follow Taylor's instructions and stand motionless. After all, the old man was well-informed and must have a way to deal with the situation in front of him.

Swallowing, I could only comfort myself with this excuse.

The queen bee wriggles very slowly, like a snail, but every time it moves, the hive will crack an inch more. In this way, inch by inch, the cracks will penetrate the top and bottom of the hive in just a few minutes.

With the last soft sound, the hive cracked and broke into two halves. Countless bees rushed out, like a black hot air balloon, buzzing and buzzing, suspended between the two tree crowns.

In the center of the swarm is a giant bee that is bigger than a basketball. On both sides of its head, which is bigger than a rice bowl, are two golden mesh eyes that are bigger than a ping-pong ball.

At this moment, those two big eyes were looking at me without blinking.