The sudden appearance of this group of Bloodscythe Ants filled Albert and Hayes with renewed hope.
Animals were often far more sensitive to impending disasters than humans.
At this moment, the Bloodscythe Ants were desperate to escape the underground. They didn't even spare the weak, exhausted humans a second glance, focusing solely on finding a path upward. Any desire to attack had long since vanished.
Albert and Hayes exchanged a look. Without a word, they broke into a run behind the ants.
The little spiders followed close behind, their thin legs skittering over the dirt, producing a faint, unsettling scratching sound that made one's skin crawl.
They ran for nearly fifteen minutes before the Bloodscythe Ants ahead finally slowed and came to a stop, arriving at a place that looked like… a scaled-down version of an ant nest.
