Chapter 2672: Queen bee

To defend the mission, the worker bees guarding the queen bee were like Wushuang, rushing towards Taylor with no fear of death, even if the old man could kill a few of them every time he attacked, they still led the charge without hesitation.
Tyler was annoyed after more than a dozen people came to face each other. This attack like a dog skin plaster was really disgusting!
But he can’t stop defending, stop sneak attacks, because from the moment when the swarms see him as an enemy, it heralds the end of either you or me...Well, I admit, you die. The end of the game is my own conjecture, but the current stalemate situation can't explain anything?
The war of attrition lasted for another half an hour. After Taylor’s tossing, the bee colony was reduced by more than a hundred. However, what is depressing is that the bee colony that has just reduced by more than one hundred worker bees has quickly changed. Replenishment is full!
The post-repair worker bees are constantly flying out of the hive more than five meters high. Almost one has just lost one here, and one is immediately added there.
The probe glanced into the hole in the hive, and suddenly found that there were many fist-sized yellow heads squeezed in it, dangling constantly.
Almost every hole has yellow bee heads the size of four or five fists, 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.
Too desperate, this result is simply too desperate!
There is no possibility of victory at all. Even if the King of the Forest is added, it is at best to add a meal of bear meat to the swarm.
Thinking of this, I looked around, eager to see the figure of the Rose Legion patrol team.
The reason for looking for them was not to ask them to help kill the swarm, but to return to the city to find someone, oh no, to find the dragon, and find the Flame Dragon Breath Seren.
As long as I find him, I can wake up the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar. With Bakar's majesty and courage, what can a group of bees count?
Isn't it scared every minute?
However, the reality is like winning a prize with a drink, only to find that the redemption date is as cruel as yesterday.
Not to mention the patrols of the Rose Legion, you can't even find a personal shadow around you, even a fox shadow, and a wolf won.
Either they were scared away by the terrible bee colony, or they were mercilessly slaughtered by the bee colony.
All in all, there are no other creatures around except plants.
Desperate, I ran to the tree, patted and knocked on the west, desperately hoping to knock out a treeman.
However, the facts are more cruel than yesterday's deadline for the redemption date-these trees are just the most common kind.
despair!
I knelt on the ground with both hands on the ground, my whole body was full of negative aura.
Just when I was wondering whether to capture the thief and capture the king first-directly rushing over, staring at the swarm to attack, breaking the hive, and then holding the queen bee to escape, something strange happened.
The swarm unexpectedly gave up chasing Taylor and flew towards the hive instead.
Tyler was also stunned by this sudden scene. He wiped his sweat and stepped back secretly, but still maintained a fighting posture.
The king of the forest also stood up, a pair of fist-sized eyes staring straight at the swarm of bees that were constantly flying close to the hive. At the same time, a pair of bear claws were placed on his chest, ready to respond to sudden attacks at any time.
Except for my negative aura, everyone else and the bear are already in a state of preparation, especially Tyler, who has turned the power of green fading into a coat and enveloped his body.
I have never seen him with such a high level of alertness. Even when confronting the evil dragon Spitz, he was only full of warfare, but his level of alertness was very low. It can be seen that the swarm of bees caused him. How big is the psychological shadow.
If you think about it, you can figure out the key points.
Spitz is a giant dragon, and he enjoys a very high status among the dragons. The pride buried in his bones will not allow him to make any actions that violate the nobility of the dragons-sneak attacks and assassinations are among them. .
Losing these killing methods, and choosing to defeat the opponent in a fair manner, the Dragon Clan is more reassuring than the worker bee who only defends the queen bee by unscrupulous means, even at the expense of his life to kill his opponent.
No wonder they are so nervous. Instead of me being targeted by the swarm, the nervousness must be worse than they are.
I was vomiting in my heart, and I saw the honeycomb a few meters away, and suddenly made a light click.
This soft sound doesn't sound very eye-catching, but because of the terrorist attack just now, whether Taylor or the King of the Forest, they all have the meaning of being a bit scared. As the soft sound sounded, one person and one bear became tense. The whole body's muscles, the green fading power swelled several times in an instant, faintly forming a semicircular transparent egg shell.
I was not as nervous as the two of them. Instead, I craned my neck and looked curiously in the direction of the hive.
Due to the enhancement of my strength, my eyesight became not only sharp, but also clear, and it was easy to see the status quo of the hive—the entire hive seemed to be stacked with countless holes, and the gap between every two holes The distances are almost equal. It is hard to imagine how they can complete this extremely difficult construction project without rulers, pens, and tools.
At the very center of the hive, a bowl-sized head poked out.
and many more?
A head the size of a bowl?
Isn't the head of other bees only the size of a fist? Why is it...hiss!
I took a breath, and at the same time I faintly figured out the truth in my heart: it is the queen bee!
In my horrified gaze, the bee with its head more than the mouth of the bowl, pierced hard Bach, every centimeter moved, the whole beehive would make a light sound, and the light sound just now happened to be squeezed. Issued when the honeycomb hole is cracked.
"It, what, what is it going to do?" I pointed to the hive with a look of horror and exclaimed.
"Don't make any noise!" Taylor whispered to me: "You will attract besieged swarms like this!"
"but......"
"No but" Taylor said solemnly: "Stay where you are and watch the changes."
I had no choice but to follow Taylor's instructions and stand motionless. After all, the old man was knowledgeable and must have a way to deal with the situation.
After swallowing, I had to use this excuse to comfort myself.
The queen bee wriggles very slowly, like a snail, but every time it moves, the honeycomb will crack an extra inch, and it will be superimposed inch by inch. In just a few minutes, the crack will penetrate the honeycomb up and down.
With the last light sound, the honeycomb cracked and shattered into two halves. Countless bees rushed out, like a black hot air balloon, suspended between the two canopies of trees with buzzing buzzing.
In the center of the swarm, there is a giant bee larger than a basketball. On both sides of its head, which is larger than a rice bowl, there are two golden mesh-shaped eyes that are larger than a ping-pong ball.
At this moment, those two big eyes were looking at me unblinkingly.
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