On the tree, Jiang Xuan and the others looked at the battlefield outside the Mushroom Forest with lingering fear.
The bodies of the Mosquito Tribe had been taken away, while the corpses of the giant wasps were still scattered on the ground. Some of the giant wasps were not completely dead, occasionally twitching their legs.
"Have they all left?"
On the tree, Jiang Xuan first observed the giant wasp nest and confirmed that most of the giant wasps had returned to the nest.
He found that the five arrows with strong scents had been bitten into several pieces and dragged far away by the giant wasps.
Even the parts of the nest contaminated with the scent of the arrows had been torn off by those giant wasps and then cleaned away.
Now the wasp nest looked full of holes, but in a few days, it would be repaired as before.
"Terrifying giant wasps."
