Chapter 278 Lord of Ants

The Dieye Mountains run across Tianzhu from east to west, dividing the entire subcontinent into northern and southern parts.

On the northern plateau, there are hundreds of city-states, large and small.

There are many tribal villages surrounding the city-state, ruled by local elders.

It has already entered summer here, but there is surprisingly little rain. The earth has been dried up by the sun, and many streams have dried up.

Both man and beast were exhausted and suffering in the unbearable heat.

However, the more this happened, the more the local Brahmin elders asked them to make offerings to the gods.

From grain to livestock to young girls, a large number of sacrifices were sent to the temple, and large gatherings were held again and again, but the drought did not improve at all.

On the contrary, it became more and more serious, with various city-states facing widespread famine, and the farmers were miserable.

In a village called Elam, the local Brahmin elder looked at his house full of treasures and was not worried at all that he would not be able to survive this drought.

But he was very worried about the safety of the gods.

They had worked hard all day, and it turned out to be in vain. How could they not be angry?

Several people were killed on the spot.

She had heard some time ago that there was a pack of wolves on this barren mountain that could eat people, but she didn't expect to encounter them like this.

How is this possible? How could the gods suffer such a tragic disaster?

The elder was worried and angry, took his wife and children, cursed the devil day and night, and prayed devoutly to the gods.

But when she saw her daughter, she plucked up the courage to hide her child on the mountain while she ran to the other side.

The noise disrupted the prayer meeting, and the elder became extremely angry: "How dare you, a servant's daughter, come near here and make noise!"

While she was lighting the fire, she was still praying, hoping that the gods would focus all the sins on her and forgive the child.

After saying this, the crowd immediately stared at the mother and daughter with anger.

The dark clouds suddenly opened up! It seemed cloudless for a while!

I don’t know what caused the alarm, but a surge of domineering power came over me. The wolves suddenly let go of their mouths and barked at the ant nest as if they had exploded!

Only the flames were left in the sky, suddenly turning the night red!

At this scene, it itself was stunned for a moment, turned around, and shook its tentacles, seeming a little confused.

At this moment, I just crawled towards my daughter frantically to check the injury.

"Not only will you be reborn in the realm of hungry ghosts, but you will also cause others to add sin!"

Who would have thought that I would see my husband’s body from a long way away, along with several neighbors lying in a pool of blood.

"Do fire ants really breathe fire?"

The woman saw the wolves getting closer and closer, but her daughter refused to leave, so she could only run away with her in her arms.

The severe pain instantly made her scream: "Run! Run!"

Seeing that her daughter was bitten and covered in blood, she whimpered to stop the bleeding, regardless of the fact that her own bleeding would not stop.

Following closely behind were other hungry wolves, swarming up and the woman instantly felt like she was being bitten in several places on her body.

The woman didn't think much, she raised her hand slightly and smoked it in the smoke of the fire, trying to burn it off.

Suddenly, she heard the howl of a wolf and couldn't help but feel excited.

Then free your hands and continue to light the fire.

The woman's mind went blank and she just kept running away.

"People have been praying for the gods all day, but you have ruined it, and everyone's efforts have been in vain!"

But she soon didn't care about these. Now she didn't care about gods or demons.

The sun was setting, and the woman was holding her child in her arms, stumbling along.

With a rumble, the whole mountain began to vibrate, echoing with sound waves, and the sight was filled with flying sand and rocks.

The terrifying explosion swept away in the clouds, and powerful shock waves swept in all directions.

"It was my blood that attracted the wolf..."

"There are obviously traces of being roasted on the body."

The ants protected the queen and wandered around the ground blankly twice, obviously not knowing what was happening.

"..."

But her whole body was covered with wounds, her clothes were stained with blood, and she was unable to move. The ants just gathered more and more.

Although there is famine for hundreds of miles around, maybe there is a slight chance of survival in other villages?

She didn't want to die with her child, but she didn't dare to die. After all, she had sinned so much.

Looking sideways, a group of ants were attracted by the smell of her blood and crawled onto her body.

These are fire ants from the mountains, and their bites are extremely painful.

The Brahmin elder shouted for people to chase her. Suddenly many people picked up wooden sticks and chased the mother and daughter.

So much so that after casually biting two bloody scabs, it became energetic, dragging its remaining body back to life.

"Now that we have prayed again and again, many people in the village are starving to death, but the suffering is still getting worse. Is this also our problem?"

The wolves approached from all directions, staring directly at the mother and daughter.

Yes, all the sufferings in this world are training. The more suffering and difficult it is, the more willing you are to endure it, serve the gods wholeheartedly, and follow the righteous Dharma.

"My child, you are not injured. The wolves cannot find you."

For this reason, she simply stopped struggling, just separated her daughter, and allowed herself to be bitten by the ants.

Hearing her daughter's cry, she finally broke down completely, crying and roaring.

The woman was also stunned. Lying on the ground dying, she struggled to get up.

Many people in the crowd were so hungry that they fainted after kneeling for a long time.

"I won't die. Mom just stopped to pray to the gods to forgive our sins." The woman said weakly.

The woman approached the fire, and the small flames ignited for a moment, and then her pupils shrank: "What? No damage at all?"

There was a terrible demon king who destroyed Mount Mandala, sealed it, and slaughtered the gods.

After a while, the domineering spirit disappeared, as if nothing happened.

"Uh-huh!"

The restless villagers immediately pointed their fingers at her.

My eyes were looking straight at the ant nest, where countless ants were swarming out and crawling everywhere in a dark mass.

No, it was the little ant who did it!

The woman was also crying: "Mom has prayed to the gods, and the gods have responded to her, sparing you suffering. The gods will protect you."

She looked at the ant, which was standing on the back of her hand, with its tentacles pointing toward the sky, as if it was sensing something.

"Ouch!" A wolf pounced and bit, tearing wildly.

Just as the woman was shocked, the little ant tilted its head, flicked its tentacles, and suddenly emitted a ball of flame.

But she soon realized that this ant was probably the owner of the previous domineering aura.

Unexpectedly, the little girl held on to her tightly: "I don't want gods, I just want my mother."

She had a bloody head and bruises all over her body.

She was so frightened that she stood up and tried to move away.

The woman's eyes were blank and desperate. It would have been difficult for her to survive after her husband died. Now that she was driven out of the village and left with nothing in the wilderness, it was even more certain that she would die.

She didn't know how long it took, but she endured the gnawing of thousands of ants and excessive blood loss, and finally lit up the fire.

The hungry wolf barked wildly while staring at the nest and retreating, not daring to get closer.

After praying so many times, the gods have not solved the suffering. Isn't this a problem with the ability of the Brahmin elders?

Unexpectedly, the elder became even angrier: "Don't you know that the gods are fighting against the devil, and that is when they need the dedication of humans?"

What's more, she saw a huge ant queen crawling out with her bloated belly.

"You killed my husband and left me and my daughter with nothing. How are we going to survive?"

The angry villagers picked up stones and threw them at the woman. The woman cried and hugged her daughter and ran away desperately.

At this moment, night is about to fall, and the shadows of wolves can be vaguely seen in the dim distance.

It was a worker ant. It was very small. Compared with other worker ants, it was obvious that it had not been born for a long time and its shell had not completely hardened.

There was no grain of food in the house. She stayed up all day but didn't dare to find it because women were not allowed to participate in this Dharma assembly.

The gods had only given her suffering, and now she could only rely on herself to fight against the wolves.
To be continued...