The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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Being simultaneously locked onto by hundreds of cold gazes from different extraordinary beings was an indescribable and terrifying pressure.

Nearly half of the bees carried energy fluctuations that were stronger than those of any other bee.

Not to mention the leading bees, who were even more intimidating to them than the black belts around them!

"Damn it!" Old Ma was the first to give in. His massive tower shield crashed to the ground with a loud bang. His face turned ashen, and his enormous body swayed uncontrollably.

"Uh..." Both the fang and the snake groaned simultaneously, staggering back a step, their eyes filled with panic.

Sa Yun felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Blackie's right eyelid twitched wildly. He barely managed to suppress the turmoil in his heart and stammered, "Retreat...retreat."

"boom!"

On the rocky slope, all the bees stirred.

The pale golden treasure-hunting bees flapped their wings like golden arrows released from a bow, moving so fast that they left afterimages.

The crystal bee, covered in a pale blue carapace, soared into the air, its body radiating a chilling aura that caused tiny ice crystals to condense wherever it passed.

The dark brown rock bees emitted a deep, thunderous buzzing sound, their heavy bodies colliding with the air and creating a low wind pressure.

The emerald green flower bee is like a green stream of light, moving at an incredible speed, with its flower bud-like antennae blooming at the end.

Yellow, blue, brown, green... countless figures of different colors gathered together, forming a beehive that exuded a terrifying aura.

The dense, low-frequency roar generated by the high-speed vibration of the wings drowned out the howling wind.

A massive army of bees is pressing in!

"run!!!"

Blackie roared with all his might.

"Fuck your grandma, Sayon, is this what you call no threat?"

He no longer cared about the dignity of a leader, about scouting enemy positions, or about annexing and expanding his territory; he had only one thought in his mind—to leave this place.

Leave these terrifying monsters.

He used both his hands and feet to try to leap out from behind the rock where he was hiding.

However, the immense fear and the overwhelming force of the swarm of bees, like a mountain pressing down, caused his legs to tremble uncontrollably, and he stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

During his escape, his size shrank further, and his originally human-colored pale yellow skin turned into an eerie dark red.

It has a pair of sharp little horns on its head, a pair of small fangs in its mouth, a pair of small, bat-like wings on its back, and a slender, triangular black tail on its rear.

After completing the transformation, he flapped his wings, his speed increased dramatically, and he almost became a blur, shooting off into the distance.

Old Ma dropped his heavy shield and scrambled away.

The brothers, Venomous Fang and Venomous Snake, known for their ruthlessness and viciousness, even forgot to draw their weapons. They wished they had two more legs, and frantically fled backward on all fours.

Sayun had already slipped away.

Their minds went blank, with only one thought remaining: escape!

However, their escape speed was far slower than that of a swarm of bees flying in the sky.

They hadn't even run a hundred meters.

Little Eight, the leader, swooped down, holding a peculiar tree branch.

"Goo!"

The yellow light rippled on the branches, directly hitting the dark skin's buttocks.

"Go to hell!"

Blackie's alarm bells rang, and he whirled around, unleashing a fan-shaped, dark red shockwave at Xiao Ba, who was charging at high speed.

boo~

Xiao Ba's branch easily broke through the shockwave and landed squarely on Blackie's backside as he turned around.

"Ow!!"

In an instant, a piercing scream echoed throughout the entire arena.

Chapter 205 Beheading

A short while later, the swarm of bees dragged five wounded humans back to the entrance of the settlement.

Little Eight hovered in mid-air, its chubby body swaying slightly, and transmitted a message using mental fluctuations: "Coo coo!"

It tossed these people onto the muddy ground at Han Ning's feet like trash, then led its swarm to continue the bustling construction of the rock fortress.

Han Ning looked at the five people groaning and writhing on the ground, thanked them, and then turned his gaze to Chairman Wu and the others.

Chairman Wu immediately understood and beckoned Vice Chairman Zhao, Xu Ming, and several other core members of the combat team to come forward.

Without wasting words, Vice President Zhao kicked the nearest prisoner in the ribs, and the man groaned in pain and curled up.

Inside a room in the gathering area.

"Name, background." Chairman Wu's voice was not loud, but carried a faint sense of pressure.

Having experienced the battle in the Black Mist Forest, the strength of these former vice presidents has grown to around level 8-9, which would make them experts at the Great Black Stone level here.

A short-haired man with a blood-stained face and terrified eyes struggled to raise his head on the ground: "I, my name is Ma San, from the Rock Gathering Area, what do you want?"

"Rock?" Chairman Wu squatted down, grabbed Ma San's chin, and forced him to look at him. "Where's Blackie? What does he look like?"

"The gang leader is in the settlement, he..."

Ma San's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to hide something.

Vice President Zhao snorted coldly, grabbed Ma San's hair with his large, fan-like hand, lifted him off the ground, and pressed the cold blade of his iron axe against Ma San's cheek with his other hand.

"Say one more word and I'll chop off one of your hands!" Vice President Zhao's voice was deep and rumbling like thunder.

Old Zhao now has extensive interrogation experience, and the best way to deal with members of these loosely organized groups is through intimidation.

"I said! I said!"

As expected, Ma San was so terrified that his voice trembled.

“The gang leader, we call him Blackie, is with us in the next room.”

He looked towards the wall next to him.

To facilitate the interrogation, the individuals were questioned separately.

"How many capable Awakened Ones are there in the Rock Gathering Area right now? Where are the main defenses located? Where is the warehouse?" Vice President Zhao continued to press, speaking very quickly.

"Adding those we captured before, and those we sent out a couple of days ago who didn't return... there are probably just over a hundred Awakened Ones left..."

Ma San answered, trembling.

"The defenses were mainly located at the mountain passes to the east and south, with wooden walls, watchtowers, and warehouses built..."

"How many of you have come out this time? What is your purpose?"

"Just the five of us, plus the gang leader and Sayon... and three other skilled men, a total of ten people."

"The gang leader gave a direct order: find the exact location and strength of your camp at all costs."

Vice President Zhao questioned several details repeatedly, and only after confirming that the testimonies of the individuals were basically consistent did he stand up, walk to Han Ning's side, and whisper:

"Boss, we've found out. That dark-skinned guy really did come in person. He's right next door. What should we do with these guys?"

"Just kill them." Han Ning's eyes remained completely calm, as if he were talking about something as simple as killing a few chickens and ducks.

"There's no need to be lenient with invaders. As for the Rock Gathering Area..."

Han Ning pondered for a few seconds,

"Old Zhao, take a few men and go there to collect their supplies. If there are any people among them worth recruiting, try to recruit them as well."

As soon as he said it, Han Ning seemed to remember something else.

As a medium-sized settlement, the Panshi settlement area may indeed have something special about it?

For example... as Jiang Lin mentioned, Blackie has been secretly searching for "fishmen" resources that could cause a fight between Ironwall and Highland Outpost?

Or other materials?

"Never mind," Han Ning changed his mind. "I'll go with you, but this trip will still be mainly yours. I'll just be there as a bystander."

“Okay, I understand.” Vice President Zhao nodded.

Then, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and without any hesitation, he strode forward and grabbed Ma San from the ground like a chick.

"No, no!"

The short-haired man seemed to sense something was amiss, letting out a desperate, hoarse sound as he struggled in vain.

Vice President Zhao remained expressionless, the iron axe in his other hand flashing with a cold light, his movements so fast that only a blur remained.

puff!

Five muffled yet crisp cutting sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

A flash of light passed across the neck, and a head with a lingering expression of terror rolled to the ground, the blood spurting from the severed neck quickly spreading into a large dark red patch in the mud.

The corpse twitched a few times, then remained completely still.

The fact that so many people had been killed meant that Vice President Zhao was no longer particularly affected.

A strong stench of blood instantly filled the air, but the people in the settlement were already used to life and death and were not surprised.

……

The people in the other rocky settlements, including Blackie, suffered the same fate.

Han Ning did not treat Blackie any differently because Blackie was the leader of the settlement.

In his eyes, Blackie was no different from an ordinary Awakened One.

After disposing of the bodies, Vice President Zhao gathered the members of several combat teams in the open space of the gathering area.

His gaze swept across the combatants present, quickly naming more than a dozen people:

"Old Xu, Ah Long, Ah Cai, Li Kun... and the rest of you, come with me to the Panshi Gathering Area."