In the depths of the forest, the originally lively scene of all kinds of elves laughing and laughing had long disappeared.
At this moment, the surroundings were strangely quiet.
On top of a big tree, a middle-aged man in a white standard suit with a large R tattoo on his chest was looking in a certain direction with a burning gaze.
"Soon, just a little more, just a little more!”
Following his gaze, he saw a strange large stinger bee that was nearly two meters tall and had a king symbol tattooed on its forehead lying quietly on a platform.
Drops of purplish black liquid dripped from the needles of this strange large stinger and then fell on the stone platform below.
The stinger wasps were poisonous, and when the poisonous liquid dripped onto the stone platform, it immediately produced a sharp sizzling sound, like fire above water. Wisps of dense poisonous fog drifted up and danced in the surroundings.
The stone platform beneath the stinger had a small mark of corrosion after coming into contact with the poisonous liquid.
At this moment, most of the stone platform had already been corroded. It seemed that this strange large stinger had been in this state for some time.
The stinger's eyes flashed with human-like anger and unwillingness.
The large stinger tried its best to move its body, but every part of its body was constantly transmitting a numb feeling. It was as if its entire body did not belong to it, and it could not move at all.
As time passed, more and more venom flowed out of the stingers 'bodies, along with their dense vitality.
Life was disappearing, vitality was dissipating, and the fear of death gradually enveloped his heart.
The stinger wasn't fearful at all. There was only hatred in its eyes.
The stinger hated this damn trainer. It hated him for destroying its home and everything it had. It hated him for his evilness, for his brutality, and for his madness!
The middle-aged man on the tree suddenly jumped down from the tree and looked at the big stingers with disdain as if he understood the hatred in the big stingers 'hearts.
"Weak, low-level bugs, anger is the wail of the weak.”
"You're just a weak Elite Elf. In front of me, you don't have any ability to resist. No matter how angry you are, it's useless.。”
"All you can do is leave this world filled with hatred. As for your remaining body, you have to open this ruin for me, your enemy, and help me become stronger!”
"Haha, this is the tragedy of the weak. They can only become the playthings of the strong!”
As he spoke, intense heat appeared in his eyes. His heart was filled with excitement, burning like a flame.
The middle-aged man's burning eyes moved away from the giant stinger and came to a statue beside the stone platform. There was a rather complicated symbol carved on the statue.
This symbol looked like the DNA of a living creature.
"This is it. The legendary thing must be hidden inside!”
"As long as I get that thing, I can definitely make that damn woman pay the price!!!!”
When the middle-aged man thought of that damned woman, the fire in his eyes disappeared completely. Instead, it was replaced by endless hatred. This hatred was enough to drown everything. It looked very similar to the large stinger bee lying on the ground, waiting for death.
"Kacha!"
The stone platform beneath the large stinger had been corroded too severely and began to crack. The sound of cracking rang out in this quiet environment, instantly attracting the middle-aged man's attention.
The middle-aged man turned his gaze to the spot where the stone platform had broken. The intense heat once again covered his anger, and extreme joy surged in his heart.
"Haha, I'm finally going to succeed!"
"Faster, faster!"
Lying on the stone platform, the stinger looked at the middle-aged man coldly with its dizzy eyes. The stinger seemed to be able to sense the middle-aged man's joy, and its cold eyes were filled with unwillingness.
"Kacha!"
The cracking sounds of the stone platform became more and more frequent, but the middle-aged man was not satisfied at all. Instead, he frowned slightly.
"Useless bug, is this all you have?”
"If it wasn't for the mysterious power protecting this stone platform, I wouldn't need these trash bugs.”
As more and more cracks appeared on the stone platform, his tightly knitted brows relaxed a little.
"Forget it, let's wait a little longer."
As time gradually passed, the entire stone platform was completely dissolved by the body fluids of the large stingers.
Slowly, a deep cave entrance appeared in the middle-aged man's vision.
The middle-aged man began to pace back and forth uncontrollably. His pair of dark eyes were filled with anticipation and desire.
Suddenly, the large stinger that had been lying on the ground like a block of wood flapped its wings slightly.
The middle-aged man instantly noticed it, and his expression changed as he began to retreat rapidly.
The stinger raised its abdomen and raised its giant sting, spraying a pool of thick venom at the middle-aged man.
"Boom!"
The earth shook as a huge rock emerged from the ground and blocked the middle-aged man.
"Zila!"
As soon as the massive amount of venom touched the stone, it emitted a piercing sound of corrosion. The entire large stone was rapidly melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A rock that seemed to weigh at least a few thousand pounds was melted into a pool of poisonous liquid in less than ten seconds.
Although it had caused such shocking damage, there was no joy in the eyes of the large stinger. There was only endless loneliness and unwillingness.
This attack was the last attack that the giant stinger had used to break through the limits of its life force. After this attack, the giant stinger would no longer be able to attack and could only wait for death.
The middle-aged man was standing dozens of meters away from the big stinger. He was panting heavily, and his face was flushed red.
"Damn it, although I've long thought that this kind of elf leader would have the ability to counterattack when faced with a desperate situation, I've never expected this.”
"But I still didn't expect it to be so quick. I was so close to falling into the hands of this trash bug.”
" Luckily, I expected this…"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man looked to his side. There was a sturdy stone spirit…Rumbling Rock!
It was this Rumbling Rock that had acted at the crucial moment and blocked the final burst of the large stingers.
The middle-aged man took a look. Ninety percent of the hole was already exposed, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.
"Rumbling Rock, use Rock Blast to kill that trash bug!”
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