I look at the Ant King standing in the field, I sneer, a magic straight on the past.

However, the thick carving of the Ant King seems to be inviolable. After the magic attacks him and knocks him back a few steps, there is no beauty to hurt him.

"why don't humans and monsters come to my shell? They can only drive me away. What can you do for me?" The Ant King looked at me sarcastically and said.

"monster bear, what is he? Hum, what can he do for you? Can't he do for you? Small forbidden charm, wind killing Go! " See a blow fruitless me, anger also...