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Chapter 632 The Source of the Smell

"The smell is getting clearer. I should be there soon."

The bloody smell belonging to the predatory bird gradually permeated the air. At the same time, this pungent smell continued to invade Mo Ling's body.

But Mo Ling is no longer the tender newborn baby. His skin is now thick and tough, and the smell of blood cannot even break through the layer of odor molecules on the surface of his body and can only float in the outside world.

"The smell of burnt, fruity aroma, and the smell of dried blood on the feathers... This must be the place."

Mo Ling stopped at the edge of a waterfall. The water vapor brought by the waterfall made the surrounding airflow extremely active, and odor molecules constantly brushed across the surface of Mo Ling's body.

The hot summer temperature and the cool water formed a sharp contrast. Some familiar smell molecules rushed into the sky along with the rising water vapor and were accurately captured by Mo Ling in his body.

"There is a waterfall below. The water left over from the rainy season is constantly flowing down from upstream. There are clusters of burning fruit trees growing next to the waterfall..."

"When a flock of predatory birds fly by in the sky, they will suddenly rush downwards and start to devour the heartburning fruits, causing spontaneous combustion. Then they will flee into the waterfall and try to put out the flames on their bodies, but in the end they will not be able to escape the fate of death."

What was happening here was pretty much what Mo Ling had guessed, but there were still some strange things.

"Why do those predatory birds suddenly rush down?"

Did they smell the aroma of the burning heart fruit?

Even though their companions were being burned to ashes right in front of them, they still rushed towards the orchard like moths to a flame. The flocks of birds above were endless, and the predators that were burned to charcoal one after another.

Mo Ling felt something strange, and he always felt that he had overlooked something.

"The flock of birds seems to be affected in some way..."

The molecules of the smell continued to surge, and Mo Ling's thoughts extended to the distance along with the drifting smell, surrounding the strange forest of burning fruit trees.

Delicious ripe fruits, crazy flocks of birds, and branches of fruit trees that seem to have been pruned...

Finally, in the tree hole of the fruit tree, Mo Ling smelled a strange smell.

"Is this an insect? What are they doing?"

Mo Ling continued to sniff, and then he discovered something even more surprising.

He discovered that this insect was shaking in a regular pattern. Every time it shook, the flock of predatory birds passing above would rush down madly as if they were dizzy and start devouring the burning heart fruit.

"The behavior of the predatory birds is related to the shaking of these insects?"

Completely consistent frequency, completely synchronized behavior. When Moring learned all this through the smell, he was absolutely certain that these insects were the culprits that caused the spontaneous combustion of the predatory birds.

"Are these tiny insects the other side of the war? Are they using the Heartburn Fruit to kill the predatory birds?"

Mo Ling remembered the "war" that the other bees had been talking about.

He knew that one of the parties was the birds of prey, but he didn't know who the other party was. Now it seems that these insects are the race that has been fighting against the birds of prey.

"What are they?" Mo Ling's curiosity reached its peak in an instant.

He had never thought that the race that fought against the ferocious predatory birds was so weak, so weak that he always thought they were ordinary insects, so weak that he had never paid attention to them.

Mo Ling slowly floated down from the air and entered the tree hole.

His huge body twisted and enveloped one of the insects.

These insects have a unique smell. As they shake, a faint woody fragrance comes off their bodies, which should be left over from living in tree holes for a long time.

Mo Ling carefully memorized the smell of these insects and floated away from the tree hole.

Having satisfied his curiosity, Mo Ling no longer had much interest in these insects.

Now that the source of the smell has been figured out, there is no need to stay here any longer...

Mo Ling floated back to the top of the waterfall, feeling the bloody smell brought by the flock of predatory birds. His thoughts also extended to the distance along the direction from which the flock of birds came.

The smell of blood there seemed to be stronger, mixed with the smell of insects, and not only that, there were also some odor molecules that Mo Ling had never come into contact with. Compared to the war that was happening, Mo Ling wanted to know where the source of this war came from.

"Are those birds flying from the depths of Tianjin Mountain? Or somewhere further away?"

The smell of war has been compressing the living space of the lemon bees. Mo Ling believes that now that he can resist the influence of the smell of blood, he has the responsibility to understand all of this.

"At least we know where the war comes from..."

Smells all have sources, and wars also have sources. If the source disappears, the smell will dissipate and the war will end.

Amid the surging smell, Mo Ling pondered for a long time, and finally flew decisively towards the direction of the flock of birds.

He wanted to follow the flock of birds to find the source of the war...

……

The smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger. The long-term war turned the entire depths of Tianjin Mountain into a sea of ​​blood. All other smells became vassals of blood and were drowned in the endless blood.

Mo Ling was also surrounded by the strong smell of blood. The mere presence of blood floating in the air made Mo Ling feel terrible pressure.

The rich blood energy was eroding the surrounding environment in every possible way, assimilating everything in the depths of Tianjin Mountain into the same taste as it.

Mo Ling slowly squirmed his body, swimming deeper and deeper in this thick sea of ​​blood.

"Why has this place become like this? How many lives have died?"

Could it be those predatory birds that did it?

Why has the smell of blood not dissipated for so long?
Not only did it not dissipate, it continued to spread.

As the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, it became increasingly difficult for Mo Ling to move forward. He barely squeezed away the condensed odor molecules and slowly advanced in the sea of ​​blood. His body was also twisted by the thick blood.

Mo Ling thought he could enter the depths of the sea of ​​blood smoothly, but encountered a group of unexpected uninvited guests halfway.

"Where are you from?"

They stopped in front of Mo Ling and questioned him.

Mo Ling was stunned, squirming his body, feeling a little overwhelmed. This group of uninvited guests turned out to be a group of scent bees!

And it was the bee from another camp as the leader had mentioned.

They all solidified into an extremely pure smell of blood, floating in this thick sea of ​​blood, merging with the surging blood energy. If Mo Ling had not had extremely sharp perceptions, he would not have been able to detect them at all.

"Can't you answer it?"

"It's not solidified, it's a newborn."

"A newborn? There's no way a newborn can come here. Besides, its size..."

Mo Ling's squirming body showed just the tip of an iceberg in the surging sea of ​​blood. Just a glance made these bloody-smelling bees retreat in fear.

"Did you... feel it?"

"It's not a newborn!"

"It's a monster!"

"Why is there such a monster here? Is it because of the smell of blood? I said... we are addicted to blood and will definitely attract disaster. This monster is here to punish us!"

"Run away! Run away!"

This group of bee-like bees scrambled to escape into the distance, only to find that the surroundings had long been blocked by a twisted fog.

Without realizing it, they had fallen into the monster's belly!
"It's over...it's going to eat us!"

(End of this chapter)