Grounded Black Ant Hill Novels & Stories

Zhao Qiankun and others finally dug up a ditch about 10 centimeters deep and one meter wide, and poured the petrol inside the ditch. At this time, there were no surviving animals around. The whole valley was covered by the black ants. It looked like a black carpet. However, the scene of ants devouring animals just now was still impressive to them, which made Qin Haodong and other people stressed.

The Ancestral Tombs of the Blackwood line were not buried underground; they were carved into the side of a massive, black-ice glacier that had stood since the dawn of the first winter. As Scarlett and Caleb stood before the entrance—a pair of towering obsidian doors engraved with the silhouettes of ancient wolves—the air itself seemed to vibrate with a low, mournful hum.

The sun labored to break through the smoky clouds, glowing the world in sickly amber light. “This is it,” Serena said. “The Black Hollow.” A low rumbling sounded under their feet. Kael stumbled. “Something’s moving. Underneath.” Lucian unsheathed his sword, the ground cracked. Then a shape burst from the earth not far from them — not an animal, but a construction. An arrowy needle of obsidian, taller than any tower they had ever seen, forcing its way up from the beneath, like a tooth through flesh. Clouds of dust and debris rained down. The roar, a sound like mountains wailing, was deafening.

Even with the deaths of his units, David's mood was still positive. He managed to get his hands of the ants, and all that remained was to begin the extraction of copper. He started by summoning the Worker ants near the Gigabeetles. Five black ants of the size of a dog appeared, they twitched their antennae and clapped their mandibles. "We must follow the tradition. You'll be a brood mother named Antgella." The little ant nodded and sat on the ground. Her abdomen began to grow and turn slightly transparent as it got filled with yellow liquid.

She would have Callisto at her side, and Azrael too. But of the fallen, I had given up a while ago. "No!" I thought, "Asmodeus NEEDS to be on my side." ⋅ ♱ ⋅ The black sun made the sky of hell darker and darker, it was a true work of art, and not even the 7 chapters devoted to its description was enough to define how truly stunning it was. The crimson sky, the dark and cold sun, the gray clouds, and in the background, well hidden among the black mountains, there were small glows.

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

I woke early, restless, and wandered the rows of vines until the dew dampened my shoes. I breathed deep, trying to ground myself in the land, in something that was mine. This soil had history. This air carried memory. It wasn’t just business. It was life. By the time I returned to the house, Antonio was waiting near the steps, cap in hand, expression uneasy. “What is it?” I asked. He jerked his chin toward the long driveway. I turned. A black car rolled up the gravel path, sleek and deliberate. The kind of car that didn’t belong here.

Luckily, Luna can heal herself fast because of her white flames. Suddenly, the ground shakes tremendously. Something is wrong, she thought. Upon looking at the ground, she saw an army of black ants slowly growing bigger and bigger. And it was at that moment she realized the black ants were stained with her blood. To avoid being crushed by the black ants, the twins quickly teleported away. Now, they can hear the noise of the ants that have grown bigger. Luna stood at the top of the gigantic flower and spotted Ingrith and Leena clashing their swords. They move swiftly like lightning.

The ‘geyser’ looked dark and dense. “That is...” Phoebe had her arms around Thomas’s neck tightly as she took a look at the dark, dense ‘geyser’ that shot up. Naively, she thought it was oil at first sight. But as she opened her eyes wide and took a good look, she was so shocked she stuttered. “Ants, a lot of ants!” The dark and dense that shot up from the ground were actually ants! These were not ordinary ants. These ants acted as if they were well-trained soldiers. A large number of them came gushing out of the ground and had their sights locked on the four of them. The ants headed towards them at full speed.

There are females, humans, and pups everywhere. “Where are the warriors?” Slate asks, using Alpha tone. Good job. “Underground,”” she points to what looks like a giant ant hill. “No one would want to go near that,” Joshua says. Me- Get them to safety. Slate- You trust them? Me- They are mothers protecting their pups, yes. Slate and Joshua start clearing out the innocents, while me and the others approach the ant hill. I shift back so I can see what is happening. As I get close, I see no activity.