Chapter five hundred and sixty-five Anasmore's confusion
There is no real night in Ant-Man's country.
That magnificent beast always flies wherever the sun shines.
Only when thick clouds cover everything, can the ants get the rare dim experience.
That kind of day is called "twilight sun" in Ant-Man from Canglan Behemoth.
They regard it as some kind of special festival with no fixed period, and celebrate it with wine, food, etc.
Therefore, when Zhilan's Fist-Ocott gathered all the Zongwang players in the dungeon.
Although it was still bright and bright, many of them looked sleepy.
Some of them had just gone through a hard fight and had just fallen asleep.
Of course, for this level of online players, sleep is only the most basic way to recover.
Now the head of the group is giving everyone an urgent warning, it is obvious that a major special situation has occurred.
In a team where order is the dominant factor, you never have to wonder whether the leader is doing something funny.
Although there are some online players who think this would be boring.
There is no doubt that most of these guys are excluded from the team...
"The leader won't be injured by Ant-Man's hot acid, right?"
"Just when we were fighting, I saw a ball of hot acid flying past the leader's head."
A certain lion was secretly discussing with the person next to him.
Fist of Zhilan-Ocott:......
He glanced at his "chief stormtrooper" with an expressionless expression.
It would be perfect if the opponent had a higher degree of order bias or simply had lower intelligence.
Unfortunately, among the thousands of creatures in the multiverse, true perfection is rare.
Not long after, subsequent network players arrived one after another.
Relevant logistics personnel counted the number of people, and then the mages began to apply various enchantment spells.
Sound shielding and light and shadow isolation are only the most basic.
Obstacles to destiny's peeping, prediction disorders, etc. are the areas that need to be protected at the current stage.
Judging from the various abilities currently displayed by the enemy Ant-men, they should not have these abilities.
But people still don’t know much about Anasmoor, who has yet to find out the details.
The current team's reputation in Canglan Ant-Man is progressing quite smoothly, but the time is too short.
In about another week, the relevant basic information will be almost available.
But obviously, there won't be that time...
The golden boy Wenaka stood in the crowd and looked at the group leader. She was not sure what Yi Xia and the group leader exchanged.
What is obvious is:
The leader's current behavior must have some close connection with Yi Xia...
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And just when the players on the comprehensive network gathered together, in a deep realm far away, an Ant-Man with a huge and weird head raised his head in confusion.
It is none other than Anas Maul, who is regarded by the Canglan Ant-Man as the ultimate traitor and profoundly evil.
Anasmoor raised his head and looked in the direction that he could not gaze at.
The picture that was quite clear before had now become extremely obscure and distorted.
Even it cannot break through the overlapping obstacles in such a short period of time without affecting other concerns.
strangeness……
There was some doubt in Anasmoor's dark consciousness.
As early as the appearance of those abnormal alien lifeforms, they attracted Anasmoor's attention.
It understands the world of Ant-Man so well, how could it not discover those online players who obviously have an exotic atmosphere.
After initial testing, Anasmoor gradually learned certain information.
This is a challenge, but also an opportunity...
Anasmoor soon realized this.
These guys from foreign lands are undoubtedly dangerous and violent beings.
In the fields of spying, killing and destruction, they show a familiarity and neatness that is different from ordinary lives.
That's not a level that can be achieved simply by training.
There is no doubt that they had fought countless related battles before this.
Anasmore guessed that they were probably taking orders from a cruel, great being who was keen on fighting and death.
This has some subtle overlap with the fields it exercises and steps into.
Perhaps, perform a wonderful performance under the eyes of the other party to give it a chance.
This is a bit difficult, but it shouldn't be too difficult...
Tentacles extended from Anasmoor's cheeks and caressed something in the air, where thousands of messages converged.
The future seems to be displayed and looked at in the derivative of endless information...
What will it be?
Anasmoor tried to find the only possibility.
But it ultimately failed because its understanding of these exotic beings was not clear enough.
More testing is needed...
Anas Maul thought.
They are looking for what those idiots think are secrets...
In Anasmoor's dark consciousness, countless dark plans are stirring.
They thought it was going to erode and corrupt, the behemoth that carried Ant-Man's civilization...
How stupid and narrow-minded must that be?
Its gaze has already skipped over this cramped island.
It saw the stars and a more magnificent world.
The native world is just food and consumables.
Follow its order and obey its will?
In Anasmoor's dark consciousness, a dangerous and violent aura emerged.
It could have become the greatest Ant-Man sacrifice, but it arrogantly refused this blessing, which in the eyes of Canglan Ant-Man was a supreme honor.
A blessing to the world?
I can take it all with my own hands!
This is the pride and will of Anas Maul.
It believes that it has such talent and has always fulfilled the vows it has made.
But now, a layer of fog has emerged in the once clear future.
Anas Maul thought.
It believes that it needs to conduct a more proactive attack.
This fits Ant-Man's nature and the label given to him by those idiots.
But now is not the best time.
It also needs to maintain this information network that the other party is not aware of yet.
It's just Ant-Man, the areas where they live are different.
Can Canglan's Ant-Man resist its magnificent will?
Sad and pitiful self-confidence...
Now, we need an opportunity.
Anasmoor thought.
On the other side, Zhilan Fist-Ocott finished explaining his urgent plan.
Then, the Zongwang players who had been suppressing fell into riots.
"Chief of the breasts? Head of the group, okay!"
A certain lion said happily.
Some people also expressed doubts about this because it really didn't look like Okote's usual style.
Although the epic challenge group version sounds really exciting...
Among the crowd, the golden boy Wenaka looked thoughtfully at a certain frame card in his backpack...
