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"The smell is getting clearer and clearer. I should be there soon."

The bloody smell of the predatory bird gradually permeated the air. At the same time, this irritating smell continued to invade Mo Ling's body.

But Mo Ling is no longer the tender newborn before. Now he has thick skin and flesh. The bloody smell cannot even break through the layer of odor molecules on the surface of his body and can only float in the outside world.

"The smell of burnt, fruity, and the dry bloody smell on the feathers... It should be here."

Mo Ling stopped at the edge of a waterfall. The water vapor brought by the waterfall made the surrounding air flow abnormally active, and the odor molecules kept brushing against the surface of Mo Ling's body.

The hot summer temperature and the cold water formed a sharp contrast. Some familiar odor molecules rushed into the sky along the rising water vapor and were accurately captured by Mo Ling in his body.

"There is a waterfall below. The water left over from the rainy season is constantly flowing down from the upstream. There are clusters of burning heart fruit trees next to the waterfall..."

"When the flock of predatory birds in the sky fly over, they will suddenly rush down and start to eat the burning heart fruit, causing spontaneous combustion. Then they will flee into the waterfall to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but in the end they still cannot escape the fate of death."

What is happening here is similar to what Mo Ling guessed, but there are still some strange things.

"Why do those predatory birds suddenly rush down?"

Did they smell the fragrance of the burning heart fruit?

Even though their companions were burned to ashes in front of them, they still rushed to the fruit forest like moths to a flame. The flocks of birds above were endless, and the predatory birds that were burned to charcoal were one after another.

Mo Ling felt a little weird, and he always felt that he had overlooked something.

"The flock of birds seems to be affected by something..."

The molecules of the smell kept surging, and Mo Ling's thoughts also extended to the distance with the floating smell, circling in the strange burning heart fruit forest.

Ripe delicious fruits, crazy flocks of birds, branches of fruit trees that seemed to have been pruned...

Finally, in the tree hole of the fruit tree, Mo Ling smelled a strange smell.

"Is this an insect? What are they doing?"

Mo Ling continued to sniff, and then found something that surprised him even more.

He found that this insect was shaking regularly. Every time it shook, the flock of predators passing above would rush down like crazy and start to devour the burning heart fruit.

"Is the behavior of the predators related to the shaking of these insects?"

Completely consistent frequency, completely synchronized behavior, when Mo Ling understood all this through the smell, he was extremely sure that these insects were the culprits that caused the predators to spontaneously combust.

"Are these tiny insects the other party in the war? Are they using the burning heart fruit to eliminate the predators?"

Mo Ling remembered the "war" that other bees had been talking about before.

He knew that one of the parties was the predators, but he didn't know who the other party was. Now it seems that these insects are the race that has been fighting against the predators.

"What are they?" Mo Ling's curiosity reached its peak in an instant.

He had never thought that the race that fought against the ferocious predatory birds was so weak, so weak that he always thought it was an ordinary insect, so weak that he had never noticed them.

Mo Ling slowly floated down from the air and drilled into the tree hole.

His huge body twisted and enveloped one of the insects.

These insects have a unique smell. As they shake, they will shake off a faint wood fragrance, which should be left by living in the tree hole for a long time.

Mo Ling carefully memorized the smell of these insects and floated away from the tree hole.

Having satisfied his curiosity, Mo Ling was not very interested in these insects.

Since the source of the smell has been figured out, there is no need to stay here...

Mo Ling floated back to the top of the waterfall, feeling the bloody smell brought by the flock of predatory birds, and his thoughts also extended to the distance along the direction of the flock of birds.

The smell of blood there seemed to be even stronger, mixed with the smell of insects, and not only that, there were also some smell molecules that Mo Ling had never come into contact with.

Compared to the ongoing war, Mo Ling wanted to know where the source of this war came from.

"Are those birds flying from the depths of Tianjin Mountain? Or farther away?"

The smell brought by the war has been compressing the living space of the bees. Mo Ling believes that since he can now resist the influence of the smell of blood, he has the responsibility to understand all this.

"At least know where the war comes from..."

All smells have sources, and wars also have sources. If the source disappears, the smell will dissipate and the war will end.

In the surging of the smell, Mo Ling thought for a long time, and finally decisively flew towards the direction of the flock of birds.

He wanted to follow the flock of birds to find the source of the war...

...

The smell of blood has been getting worse. The long-term war has turned the entire depths of Tianjin Mountain into a sea of ​​blood. Other smells have become bloody vassals, drowning in endless blood.

Mo Ling was also surrounded by the strong smell of blood. The blood was just floating in the air, which made Mo Ling feel terrible pressure.

The strong blood was eroding the surrounding environment, assimilating everything in the depths of Tianjin Mountain into the same smell as it.

Mo Ling slowly moved his body, swimming deeper and deeper in this thick sea of ​​blood.

"Why has this become like this? How many lives have died?"

Is it all caused by those predatory birds?

Why has the smell of blood not dissipated for so long?

Not only has it not dissipated, it is still spreading.

As the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, it became more and more difficult for Mo Ling to move forward. He barely squeezed away the condensed smell molecules and slowly advanced in the sea of ​​blood. His body was also twisted by the thick blood.

Mo Ling thought he could enter the depths of the sea of ​​blood smoothly, but he encountered a group of uninvited guests he had never thought of halfway.

"Where are you from?"

They stopped in front of Mo Ling and questioned him.

Mo Ling was stunned, squirming his body, a little at a loss. This group of uninvited guests turned out to be a group of bees!

And they were the bees from another camp as the leader said.

They all solidified into an extremely pure smell of blood, floating in this thick sea of ​​blood, and merged with the surging blood. If it weren't for Mo Ling's extremely sharp perception now, he wouldn't have found them at all.

"Can't answer..."

"It's not solidified, it's a newborn."

"Newborn? A newborn can't come here, and its size..."

Mo Ling's squirming body showed the tip of the iceberg from the surging sea of ​​blood. Just a glance made these bloody bees retreat in fear.

"Did you...feel it?"

"It's not a newborn!"

"It's a monster!"

"Why is there such a monster here? Is it because of the blood? I said...we are addicted to blood, and we will definitely attract disasters. This monster is here to punish us!"

"Run! Run!"

The group of bees rushed to flee far away, but found that the surroundings had long been blocked by twisted fog.

Unknowingly, they had fallen into the belly of this monster!

"It's over...it's going to eat us!"