15 Chapter 15: Formicidae (2/2)

If they were anything like the ants in his past life, they would be capable of sensing the vibrations of his steps. However, there were far too many ants present for them to find any significant difference in his movements compared to their kin.

Seeing that he was unnoticed, Wilhelm smiled with glee as he approached one of the smaller ants. His knife was brandished and he stepped ever so slowly; his movements were meticulous and precise.

The unsuspecting ant was simply standing there with its back to Wilhelm, busily digging a few distinct tunnels. As Wilhelm reached the ant's hind legs, he thrust his blade forward and gouged out the poor insects head. The wretched creature did not even get a chance to squeeze before it died and fell to the ground, alerting the others in the colony.

Their antennae were wildly flailing through the air, trying to pinpoint Wilhelm's location. Alas, he, who was doused in the ant's blood, was practically invisible. He used this advantage the slowly trod through the small colony.

Ants were very weak creatures if you knew of their weaknesses. They could sense vibrations and smell odors, however, they could not see very well, if at all. Using this very basic knowledge of ants, Wilhelm easily started to massacre the confused insects.

One, three, five, slowly, more and more ants started to fall from his hands. The smarter ants retaliated at the last second, however, their strength was insufficient. They were the perfect the monsters to grind, incredibly stupid and weak for their physical power.

Like this, Wilhelm who was stained by a few liters of blood roamed through the small colony, massacring them. There didn't appear to be a queen of any sort, thus, he assumed this to be some sort of scouting regiment.

Thinking to here, he finally murdered the last unintelligent and fearless insect. He wiped the filth from the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. His chest was heaving up and down as he admired the dozen or so corpses that littered the ground.

A crazy light suddenly flashed within his eyes as he suddenly remembered his class requirement. A loud, self-deprecating laugh escaped from his lips as a small tear fell from his eye.

”F*ck you, androgynous fairy… how dare you glorify the secret classes!”

[Young Formicidae has been slain, 150 experience acquired]

[Young Formicidae has been slain, 150 experience acquired]

[Young Formicidae has been slain, 150 experience acquired]

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[1800 experience acquired, you have leveled up!]

[Level 7, (1150/3000]

[1 allocatable stat point has been acquired]

[Night-eye has evolved into the eye of extirpation]