Although the rat race often claims to be a wise and civilized race and is definitely not the same as the dirty rats, anyone can see that they have a very close relationship. This relationship is much closer than the relationship between humans and orangutans.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, the rat race will not use mice as food.

They can enslave rats, kill rats for sacrifice, smash rats into pieces, and sprinkle them into earthworm pastures as feed, and use whips to scatter a rat, or use rats to test the sharpness of new weapons, but they just don’t eat rats. Maybe, this is the so-called “civilization”?

The wise man's words ruthlessly tear open the sharpest contradiction in the Night Light City at this moment.

The so-called "city" is originally the product of civilization, something higher than nature and violates the laws of nature. Without the watering of a large number of resources and the control of superb wisdom, the city will inevitably collapse and become the tomb of countless creatures.

Even if the cat-eater has great ambitions, it cannot prevent the night light city from falling to the decline. It has accepted this fact in its heart, half ashamed and half yelled in grief: "In this way, the Kingdom of Tooth will fall apart, and the rat civilization will no longer be able to restore its former glory. The gods can no longer hear our voices. Seeing our battle, we will slowly retreat to the wilderness and degenerate into the appearance of these rats who eat raw meat and drink blood, and are confused!"

"yes……"

The wise man sighed, and the mung bean's eyes were filled with turbid light, and it said quietly, "But barbarism is better than destruction, and barbarism is better than destruction."

Before he finished speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came from the southwest corner of the Night Light City.

It seemed as if a large piece of rock continued to collapse, and there was a continuous and unknown vibration.

It was like a war drum for chasing souls, from the feet of cat eaters and wise men, the patriarchs, all the way to the hearts.

The cat eaters and patriarchs changed their colors.

"What's going on?"

The cat eater's hair stood up like a steel needle, staring at the darkness in the southwest corner without turning his eyes, and saw a stream of smoke and dust gushing out from the cracks of the rock, like a fog with yellow-brown fog!

Soon, a scout deployed in the southwest, covered in blood, ran back stumbled back.

"Insect tide!"

Before falling down, the scout with his eyes thunderously and trembling, roared out the name that the rat tribe least wanted to hear.

The sharp whistle exploded in all directions of the Night Light City. The well-trained but listless veterans and the untrained but excited new recruits stumbled out and gathered into messy square formations under the Night Light City. They still held up the mighty battle flags and carried snow-white spears. It seemed that there was no big difference between them when attacking the snake demon's nest, but the cat eaters saw from their aggregation speed, the scale of the square formation, the arrangement of various weapons... all kinds of details that this new expeditionary force was far worse than the expeditionary force commanded by the national division in the past.

In the depths of the yellow-brown fog in front, the "very scattered" sound became more and more harsh. The cat-eating person had no choice but to lead these mobs to face the enemy again.

At this moment, the yellow-brown mist dissipated slightly, allowing them to roughly see the enemy's lineup and movements.

The first thing that caught my eye was dozens of huge mutant earthworms, comparable to the length and diameter of ordinary snakes. The difference between the head and tail was not visible. However, at one end, sharp and hard teeth were grown on the opening. The teeth surrounded the opening and arranged several circles, allowing them to firmly absorb on the rock like octopus tentacles, constantly breaking, shattering, swallowing, sucking the nutrients contained in the rock, and then excreting them from the opening behind the body.

This is a mutated creature with super powerful ability to drill ground.

Ordinary earthworms can loosen the soil, while this upgraded version of super earthworms can directly loosen the rock formations.

It was precisely because of their continuous devouring, crushing and drilling that the southwest corner of the Night Light City was originally indestructible, so the rock formations that were neglected to guard against were drilled out of narrow tunnels, causing countless mutant insects to appear directly here and the troops were at the city!

There was no trace of blood on the cat eater's face.

Its tail was trembling unconsciously.

It’s not because of the wave of insects in front of you.

It is because it discovered that the Zerg had evolved such a terrible "rock-breaking insect". From then on, the solid rock formations are no longer an insurmountable natural danger. The Zerg can appear anywhere they want, cut off the supply line of the rat race as they want, or destroy those relatively remote and isolated rat race strongholds.

This is an absolute disaster.

Even if you defeat the insect tide here today, it will not be able to stop the fate of the toothed kingdom and even the rat civilization, and slide into the abyss of eternal darkness!

"Gods, why are all this?"

The cat eater's beard trembled, and blood was about to seep out of the small mung bean's eyes. Deep in his heart, for the first time, it was filled with roaring at the gods because of despair and anger.

The next second, it calmed down, took a deep breath, repented deeply to the gods, and deceived himself into everything in front of him as the last test of the gods.

"Go ahead, great toothed kingdom!"

It rolled up the battle flag with its tail and slashed it down heavily, "Advance, great rat civilization!"

Once again, two underground creatures that took a big step towards different evolutionary paths at the same time gathered into two messy mudslides and collided fiercely.

Both sides fought very ugly.

Since the mutant insects have lost the command of the snake demon, they have always used their instinct to feed and reproduce. Although they are amazing in number, they have lost the tacit understanding of cooperation with each other. Centipedes, lizards, spiders, toads, and various mutant insects often kill each other. As they fight, they can't tell who is the enemy and who is the comrade.

After the Rat Clan lost a large number of elite troops, the command of the national teacher, most importantly, lost the hope of victory, the quality and tactical cooperation of the warriors quickly fell into the abyss.

Until now, the spear formation that requires steel-like discipline and exquisite command to exert its power is no longer the main force of battle. The recruits holding bicycle spokes often forget the importance of formation and discipline when they enter the battlefield. Instead, they rush towards the enemy regardless of everything, quickly tear them apart and the enemy's formation, and then expose the fatal flaw of the bicycle spokes' attack range that is too far, turning the battle into the most cruel and clumsy hand-to-hand combat.

After finding that he could not correct this problem, the cat eater simply gave in and broke a large number of bicycle spokes and polished them to sharpen them, turning a spear into two to three short spears, so that the recruits would do whatever they wanted. Although they could win hard, the battle loss rate was greatly improved compared to the past. But when facing the recruits who were just a few months old, what would the cat eater do?

The same is true for today's battle, which is a replica of the hundreds of difficult, ugly, clumsy, and meaningless victory in the past.

The cat eaters saw countless rat races waving their short spears, killing all directions in a tide of insects, killing in a wild tide, seven in and seven out, until they killed dozens of times of the enemy, and were exhausted, accidentally killed these idiots by a seemingly inconspicuous little insect. Don’t you know that their lives are more valuable than hundreds of mutant insects? If they can honestly form a square formation and use the cold sword halberd jungle to protect themselves, they can completely crush the tide without any damage and kill thousands of mutant insects?

The cat eaters saw that several rat tribes sneaked around the tide of insects and launched a raid on the giant earthworms with bloody mouths that were enough to swallow and crush rocks. When the giant earthworms bit them hard, their tails stretched straight and detonated the firecrackers tied around them.

Accompanied by a "crackling" explosion, the bloody mouth of the giant earthworm burned, and soon charred, shriveled, and collapsed weakly to the ground.

This is a suicide tactic that cat eaters have used.

When you see it for the first time, it will make you feel excited and tragic.

But seeing again, the cat eater only felt deeply tired and helpless.

It knows that these giant earthworms can't be killed.

And the precious firecrackers and gunpowder reserves in Night Light City have been reduced a little bit.

The cat eaters saw that the pious and enthusiastic rat tribes repelled the attacks of the insect tide after wave, until the ground was covered with sticky insect corpses, turning into a fishy and muddy sea of ​​blood.
Chapter completed!