In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed, and the transformation within the Ant Beings' secret vault had finally reached a day of earth-shattering significance.
"Roar! I am Ze King, destined to tread upon the earth, rivers, and mountains, restoring the glory of the Boulder King Lord of yore."
The desiccated and solidified clay statue burst apart, and a figure of robust stature stood upon the earth, proclaiming its lofty ambitions and brave words loudly to the surroundings.
With its voice, a thin layer of light spread out, staining the ground around it black.
At this moment, the swamp ant indeed looked spirited and impressive.
Its body, originally a mix of yellow and black, had now turned entirely jet-black, and a pair of brilliant golden antennae had transformed into three pairs, fused at the base to resemble a unique crown.
