Naturally, the beetles that were moving towards Wei Xiao Bei were only a drop in the ocean compared to the tide of beetles.
Most of the Sacred Beetle Descendants were climbing up the mountain range. Wherever they passed, the rare red plants were gnawed clean, and even some of the soil had disappeared.
They were like army ants. Anything thing that blocked their way, be it animals or plants, were turned into their food.
Even the temperature that had now exceeded 200 degree Celsius did not stop their advancement. This was the most frightening thing about them.
After dodging the huge tide, the few thousands that were chasing after Wei Xiao Bei did not scare him at all. He pulled the Sacred Beetle Descendants 200 meters away from the tide, and then thrust his spear at them, killing one in the process.
