A large number of ant colonies swarmed into the depths of the forest, like a terrifying dark tide, and soon filled the forest clearing.
The rustling sound is endless, making people's scalp numb.
Sensing an approaching crisis, the termites returned in a hurry, repaired the anthills at a rapid pace, and sent out more soldier ants to stand guard outside. The worker ants in the nest move quickly to transport the queen and young ants to the deepest part of the underground palace.
The flying ants in the air did not leave, but quickly gathered together, hovering above the anthill, and the flapping of their wings became louder and louder, intending to use their numbers to drive away outsiders and protect the safety of the ant colony.
The war was about to break out, but the forest became quiet, unusually quiet.
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