"No, no!!"
Surrounded by a swarm of demonic bees, the Old Ape King looked around, only to see bees as big as fists, lifting their tails and showing the venomous hooks, seeming ready to sting at any moment.
He raised both hands, shouting towards the beehive:
"It's me, Queen Bee. I'm the little monkey."
Buzz!!
A mysterious fluctuation emanated from the beehive, and the swarm of bees parted, leaving a path for the Old Ape King.
The Old Ape King swallowed his fear and walked forward.
The gap he had left was then quickly filled by the bees, blocking any possibility of retreat.
Under the beehive.
The Old Ape King looked up, his wrinkled old face forcing a smile.
"Queen Bee, I beg you to show yourself."
After a moment, a detached female voice came from the beehive.
