Chapter 69: New Claws
The specifics of the feeding process need not be described in detail.
After feasting, Luo Wen found a large crevice in a nearby rock and lay down to rest. Meanwhile, he ordered the army to camp around him.
Since it was still early morning, and the battle had ended too quickly, Luo Wen found it difficult to enter a dormant state. Instead, he began reflecting on the recent skirmish.
The scorpions, despite their formidable individual combat prowess, seemed capable of standing against tens of thousands. However, in reality, only about a hundred Giant Mandible Soldier Ants had done the heavy lifting. The rest of the swarm was mostly there to spectate, much like Luo Wen, who had merely watched the spectacle.
This performance underscored the terror of collective combat once more. Unless an individual reached another level of evolution, it was impossible to negate the advantage of overwhelming numbers.
This realization further solidified Luo Wen’s resolve to pursue the path of the Swarm.
In his dreams, Luo Wen felt as if his hands were melting. Startled, he almost awoke, only to remember that he no longer had “hands.” A pair of burrowing legs and four pairs of walking legs—losing one pair wouldn’t matter since he could always regenerate severed limbs.
Reassured by this thought, he sank back into sleep.
He had no idea how long he slept, but when he awoke, it was still dark. Two moons hung high in the sky, casting a cold, silvery light.