The Heart-Eating Ants repeatedly leaped across the various wounds of the sleeping behemoth, dying in waves as new ones took their place, charging forward wave after wave.
The effect was much better than Qi Xu had imagined, but... no matter how much blood the sleeping behemoth lost or how many injuries it sustained, it seemed to have no effect on its destructive power.
Struggling fiercely, Qi Xu watched as many allied warriors had already fallen, his heart aching, but there was no other way; he had to be patient to secure the final victory...
Continue to divide and attack in batches.
Gradually, the beast's roars went from deafening to hoarse and muffled, its turbid eyes filled with pain and rage, yet it could never break free from the inescapable net woven by the combined efforts of various races.
However, it was difficult to advance any further, as the attacking group had been nearly exhausted. Qi Xu decisively issued a retreat order.
The fight was getting a bit too intense. Seeing the sleeping behemoth bleeding more and more, they felt it was about to kill them, so they wanted to hold on for a bit longer and didn't really want to retreat.
But then I suddenly heard a sharp cry in the distance, and without saying a word, I quickly retreated to avoid being picked up as a dish.
The sleeping behemoth was unwilling to let these annoying creatures leave, so it pounded the ground around it and pounded the air haphazardly, but it almost always hit nothing.
This has also been the focus of Qi Xu's training recently: dodging and retreating!
Following the agreed-upon direction, everyone left quickly and methodically. The sleeping behemoth moved to give chase but fell directly into the trap dug by the mole tribe.
He lost his balance and fell directly into the ditch.
"Land Frog Clan! Draw water!" Qi Xu's voice remained steady, yet carried a barely perceptible hint of urgency.
The land frogs, who had been waiting in the river, responded immediately, slapping their bellies against the water and drawing a torrent of fresh water towards the black swamp.
The water flowed into the swamp, making the already muddy ground even more slippery. The giant beast's limbs slipped in the water, and its center of gravity became increasingly unstable. The beast, which had been arrogantly venting its dissatisfaction, instantly changed its demeanor, and its expression began to show signs of panic.
At that very moment, the most powerful of the tribes, the Sharp Feather Falcon tribe, arrived!
The falcon flock moved like streaks of silver lightning, slicing through the thick fog above the Black Swamp. Hundreds of falcons spread their gleaming wings, emitting sharp cries as they swooped down!
The lead falcon king had a wingspan of two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), its feathers like steel needles tempered with ice. It precisely locked onto the exposed neck of the giant beast, its sharp claws curled like iron hooks, and stabbed down with a whooshing sound.
With a "plop," the sharp claws dug deep into the giant beast's flesh. The Falcon King suddenly flapped its wings and soared high, tearing off a large chunk of rotting flesh covered in blood. A turbid column of blood gushed out instantly.
Behind it, the sharp-feathered falcons flew in neat, orderly formations, each heading straight for the position they needed to attack. Regardless of whether they succeeded or not, once they hit the vital point, they flew past quickly, never lingering around it for even a second longer.
Their action and decision-making execution capabilities are at their peak!
Qi Xu and the mother blackbird seized the opportunity in perfect unison, flapping their wings and swooping down to form a pincer attack from the left and right.
The sharp claws sliced across the beast's neck like blades, this time tearing its carotid artery, and blood gushed out, staining a large area of water red.
Neither Qi Xu nor the mother blackbird lingered in the fight. They immediately rose higher to avoid the splattering blood, and the air currents created by their flapping wings dispersed the smell of blood throughout the battlefield.
Now that the sleeping behemoth was severely injured, Qi Xu was no longer in a hurry.
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