Chapter 1190
Aliponta: The monster is scared to death!
As soon as Cui Ming stepped out of the underground passage, before he could even steady himself, his nose twitched a few times. His already fanatical eyes lit up even more, and a greedy, ferocious smile spread across his lips. His voice was filled with impatient excitement as he murmured in a drawn-out tone, "Ah~ I smell the delicious scent of otherworldly beings!"
The scent drifted over on the wind, rich and clear, filling his nostrils and making his blood boil even more, even his fingertips tingled slightly—it was a familiar scent etched into his bones, the scent of his prey, the scent he had longed for.
Lilith was just a minor episode.
Cui Ming scoffed, his eyes remaining completely unmoved. The apostle nailed to the cross was long forgotten. To him, Lilith was insignificant, neither his target nor prey, but merely a minor trouble he encountered on his journey, not worth mentioning.
Now, Cui Ming has arrived near the ant nest of Ali Pengta.
Beneath his feet lay damp, soft soil, and the air was thick with the faint, fishy smell unique to ant nests, mixed with the aura of otherworldly beings—a particularly pungent odor that only fueled Cui Ming's excitement. He slowed his pace, deliberately concealing some of his killing intent, yet it still exuded a suffocating pressure, like a apex predator lurking in the shadows, its gaze fixed intently on the hidden entrance to the ant nest ahead.
Cui Ming had already smelled it.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, sniffed hard again, and his smile became even more greedy, his eyes surging with undisguised desire—it was the aroma of the Jilong people! The smell was soft and sticky with a unique fishy odor, completely different from the hard and pungent smell of Aliponta, and it was easy to recognize.
After all, Cui Mingzhen had actually eaten the people of Jilong raw.
Cui Ming savored the memory in his heart; he would never forget that taste. The first time he captured a Jilong person, he had impulsively eaten a small piece raw, and the tender texture still made his mouth water. Compared to the hard, chewy shell of the Aliponta, the Jilong person was a rare delicacy, and now that he had encountered it, he naturally couldn't let it go.
At this moment, the Jilongren and Aliponta deep in the anthill suddenly seemed to be pricked by something, their bodies stiffened abruptly, their already tense bodies tensed even more, and even their breathing subconsciously stopped for half a second.
The two stared at each other, their eyes filled with terror and panic. Their dark eyes held only extreme fear, and their bodies trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Holy crap! This feeling!
The Jilongman roared inwardly, his hair standing on end, his claws gripping the soil tightly until his knuckles turned white, and even his tail was taut, as if all his strength had been drained away, leaving him unable to even think of escaping.
The apex predator has arrived!
This aura, this bone-deep oppression, this fear that chilled them to the bone and made their souls tremble—they were all too familiar with it—it was Storm One! The fiend who had almost killed them and devoured the Jilong people alive! He had really found this place! Aliponta stared intently at the entrance to the anthill, its dark eyes filled with despair. It knew that this time, they probably wouldn't be able to escape again.
"Come out! Storm One! I know you're here!!!"
The Jilong man trembled violently, his voice hoarse and shrill, trembling uncontrollably. Despite being terrified to the extreme, he still mustered all his strength to scream, his claws clenched into fists, even his teeth chattering. He tried to bolster his courage with the scream, hoping to force Cui Ming to show himself—rather than suffer in this endless fear, he preferred a decisive battle, even if it meant death. Unfortunately, no one answered.
The area around the anthill remained deathly silent, save for the echoes of the Jilong people themselves, which sounded particularly jarring. Even the sound of the wind passing through the entrance of the anthill seemed like a deathly whisper. There were no footsteps, no mockery, no movement whatsoever, as if the suffocating sense of oppression from before had been nothing more than an illusion.
This is Cui Ming.
He is never provoked by the enemy's provocations, nor does he waste a single word before a battle. During a fight, he always chooses to kill the enemy in silence—no words, no delays, and his attacks are always deadly, giving the enemy no chance to react or catch their breath. This is his fighting style, and it is what makes the enemy most fearful.
But for the people of Jilong and Aliponta, it's a different story.
This deathly silence was more terrifying than any roar or provocation. The unknown fear, like vines, tightly coiled around their hearts. Every second of waiting was like torture, chilling them to the bone and making their very souls tremble—more painful than facing Cui Ming's attack directly.
The next moment, a piercing sound of air being torn apart suddenly rang out, shattering the deathly silence! From the direction of the anthill entrance, flames soared into the sky, and countless rockets, trailing long black smoke, flew towards them with a destructive force, instantly illuminating the dim anthill and sending waves of scorching heat crashing over them.
"It really was you!!!"
The Jilong man was terrified, his voice filled with despair, but he dared not hesitate for a moment. He immediately raised his claws, and a faint light gathered around his body. The next second, a blinding beam of light shot out from his claws, heading straight for the incoming rocket in an attempt to intercept it.
Aliponta was completely panicked. Its huge body twisted restlessly in place, its head kept turning, and its eyes frantically scanned every corner around it, trying to find Cui Ming's figure. It wanted to fight back and escape, but faced with this sudden attack and Cui Ming's silent hunt, it was left with only endless panic.
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Aliponta's eyes were already red-rimmed, his huge eyes brimming with tears. Beneath his hard shell, his body was trembling uncontrollably, and he didn't even have the strength to make a sound. He was just a little bit away from crying.
That was terrifyingly scary!!!
It roared madly in its heart, its very soul trembling. Without any warning, without any confrontation, it launched a fatal attack right from the start. This silent oppression, this inescapable despair, was even more terrifying than being directly struck by Cui Ming.
Storm One is coming! Storm One is terrifying!!!
It recalled the terror of being hunted by Cui Ming, the images of its kin being torn apart, and the horrific sight of the Jilong people being eaten alive. That deep-seated fear instantly overwhelmed it. It didn't know what to do, where to run, and could only struggle frantically in place, its heart filled with despair—this time, they were truly doomed. (End of Chapter)