Lu Zixun, standing on the Insect Slaying Zone C City Wall, gazed at the Insect Breeding Ground now within sight, inexplicably thinking that it was still not too late to run away.
The reason was simple: wherever his eyes laid, the place was swarming with the shadowy figures of the Insect Clan.
Although they were all low-level members of the Insect Clan, Lu Zixun could eradicate a pile of them with just a casual magic.
The sheer number, however, was quite intimidating.
After observing for about ten minutes or so, Lu Zixun narrowed his eyes.
He was sure that this time, the command of the Insect Clan was not something simple.
Among the Insect Clan with noble bloodlines, Lu Zixun could say that he hadn't seen even one.
And the ground of the Insect Breeding Ground was higher than that of the Crimson Land.
In other words, could it be that more members of the Insect Clan were buried underground, ready for an ambush or a direct undercut?
"Do you see something?"
