As thick waves of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants charged with great momentum, yellow sand filled the air, and dust and soil flew everywhere.
The Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants had bodies the size of calves with blood-red armor, teeth sharp as sickles, and six terrible-looking legs.
These were terrible monsters that made people fearful upon hearing their names.
"It's here!"
"The ant tide is coming!"
"Hurry up and meet the enemy!"
The horn resounded across the sky.
The soldiers clenched their giant swords, the Magicians clenched their magic wands, and archers clenched their magic bows, and they all shared solemn expressions.
Everyone was so nervous they were suffocating. This was their first time encountering an ant tide, could they resist it?
Marquis Gould looked at the approaching ant wave on a tower more than ten meters tall and its unstoppable momentum with a gloomy expression.
