"Wuyou, have you ever..."
"Ouch! What the hell bit me?!"
Shen Wuyou's low cry perfectly interrupted Yan Qingli's thoughts. The latter noticed her fright and immediately turned his head to look. Then his eyes gradually became serious and he whispered:
"Oh no! It's an Arctic squirrel!"
I saw small orange-red figures emerging one after another in the white snow, and they were particularly conspicuous in the vast snow.
The Arctic shrew has an oval body and a cute appearance. Its ears are small but extremely sensitive, its limbs are short but it moves swiftly. It is about the size of a palm, has a timid and cute temperament, and is a beautiful sight in the polar snow.
But the group in front of him was obviously very different from what was recorded in the book!
"Arctic lemmings?" Shen Wuyou looked at the vast army of lemmings in surprise, wondering, "Why are lemmings living in the Arctic running south in droves?"
And looking at their anxious and ferocious appearance...
Could it be that it is so hungry that it rushes up to everyone it sees and bites anyone it catches?
"This situation should be considered migration, or to be more precise, collective suicide!"
Yan Qingli immediately drew the sword from his waist, and then turned his hand. Suddenly, a sharp light and shadow flashed, and the rats beside the Swift Rabbit stopped tearing madly in a sharp and noisy manner.
Shen Wuyou stared blankly at the bright red blood on the snow, staining the pure white snow red. Despite the ice and snow covering the air and the condensation, the bloody smell still inevitably penetrated her nose. She frowned slightly, and the bottom of her dark eyes seemed to be stained with blood red.
I only heard her mumbling:
"Why?"
Since they were migrating, couldn't they just pass by? Why did they have to kill them all, even slashing the group behind them with a single strike, showing no mercy?
Yan Qingli looked back at her and immediately realized that she must have misunderstood, so she explained:
"Mice only migrate when their population numbers explode, even changing into a striking orange-red color. This is to attract the attention of their predators, who then commit suicide, reducing their numbers and ensuring food availability for other mice."
That is, the Great Migration of Death!
"So they're deliberately provoking us just to commit mass suicide?!"
Shen Wuyou was stunned.
Aren't rats generally timid and cowardly? How could they willingly venture across vast distances, exposing themselves to their predators and seeking death, just to ensure the survival of their offspring and the safety of their species?!
"yes."
Yan Qingli nodded, then tightened her grip on the sword in her hand and looked at her and said, "That's why these usually timid rats would act so abnormally to provoke an enemy that is several times stronger than them. And what we have to do is to help them and kill them."
"I see."
Shen Wuyou nodded, then raised his eyes to look at the endless orange-red army in the distance. They were running around and rushing towards them at a rapid speed, with a posture that seemed to have the might to stir up the wind and clouds.
But such momentum is just to seek death...
Shen Wuyou lowered her eyes, sighed softly, and then made a gesture with her fingers. Suddenly, a strange red light appeared, and then thousands of densely packed, sharp red needles appeared beside her in an orderly manner.
Then, her eyes flashed, and with a flick of her wrist, tens of thousands of sharp red needles suddenly shot out with a "whoosh!" sound, like a bloody rain pouring down from the sky.
The rain flower needle was a product of her magic and had an anesthetic effect in itself. It shot straight at the rapidly running rat. Almost at the moment the needle pierced the rat, the small orange-red body instantly collapsed to the ground, and was killed in one blow without any pain.
Bai Yumo and the others behind him naturally noticed this tragic phenomenon, so they all swung their swords to fight back. Their movements were clean and neat. For a moment, the only sound was the sharp sound of swords cutting through the air, without any weak wailing.
The rats, who had been running around like they had lost their way, showed no fear at all when they saw them swinging their swords so relentlessly. Then, at someone's command, the rats, who had been in a panic, suddenly turned around and gathered in one direction, rushing towards them one after another...
Without the slightest hesitation.
But when they looked at the sea of blood and the piles of limp corpses before them, they felt a little hesitant to lift their swords...
For those who don't like killing, isn't this a torment?
It is a violent shock that strikes directly into the soul.
"We have to fight quickly!"
Yan Qingli didn't know whether she was reminding them or herself. She just suppressed the discomfort in her heart and said with some compassion:
"If we don't kill them, they will eventually run all the way to the deep southern sea, without food or water, swimming hard on the surface day and night until they have exhausted their last bit of strength and then drowned in the sea..."
Hearing this, everyone stopped hesitating, and the clanging sounds of swords amidst the falling snowflakes painted a crimson picture that was enough to shock the soul!
"Let's go!" Yan Qingli said.
Mice are actually not a problem. What is difficult to deal with are the four major natural enemies it attracts - the snow weasel, the northern snow fox, the eagle-eyed snowy owl and the robber skua!
If it were an ordinary beast, it would be fine. Such a strong smell of blood would keep them for a while. But if it was a demon that had already become intelligent and transformed, it would not be so simple.
They sped up not because they were afraid of the monsters, but because they didn't want to get entangled with them too much and cause trouble.
But they don't want to, but the monsters are not like that.
Yan Qingli's Swift Rabbit charged ahead, a silver beam of light flashed by, and it rushed forward like a swift thunderbolt. This momentum was already swift and difficult to resist, but who would have thought that the flat white snow in front of them suddenly rose several feet high, surrounding them and trapping them in this sudden snowstorm!
"It's finally here."
Bai Yumo's face did not look very good. She had once had the honor of fighting with these polar monsters. Although there was no fatal danger, they were indeed too troublesome. Now in this boundless wilderness covered with heavy snow, they would only be more difficult to deal with!
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Wuyou suddenly heard a triumphant laugh. It seemed to be coming from the sky, causing her to subconsciously look up.
"Hahahaha—I can't believe it! I can't believe it! While chasing a snack, I actually ran into a group of humans!"
The wind and snow gradually subsided, and after the white snowflakes danced and fell, only a half-human, half-bird creature with silver snow feathers was seen hanging in the sky.
The huge silver wings fanned the surrounding air slowly, and the sharp claws flashed a sharp luster, just like his eagle-like sharp eyes, which made people shudder.
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