I Became an Ant Lord, So I Built a Hive Full of Beauties
Chapter 255: Whack-a-Frog Begins

Chapter 255: 255: Whack-a-Frog Begins

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Another fainted from the drama.

Kroak’thul blinked both eyes one at a time. "You killed our Prince... How dare you?"

Kai folded his arms. "One of you tried to tongue me. They deserve it."

One frog king yelled, "Say, sorry. Hurry up. How dare you ants kill our loving price? He got thirty licking wives. What will they do? Who will lick them?" Then the frog paused and murmured, "Maybe, I should lick them. No... not maybe... I must lick them. It’s my duty to keep my Prince wives happy."

Vel snorted.

Sha wheezed. "Sorry?"

Akayoroi nodded seriously. "That guy got some brain problems. Let’s kill him first."

Sha clutched her stomach. "Oh gods, it sounds like something you cough up after a bad meal. All frogs heads are full of shit."

Kroak’thul shook with rage. "You insult our honor! Our Prince Slurbion was a visionary! A warrior! A romantic licker of the flesh! How dare you end his licking life?"

Kai mumbled, "Yeah, yeah. I bet his poems were like : ’Come here so I can lick you.’ Very deep stuff."

The frogs hissed. Tongues whipped. One licked the floor in fury, again. Another slapped his comrade’s ass by accident. Another stuck his tongue on the ceiling and couldn’t unstick it.

Vel made a face. "Can someone please use mint? This smell... their breath smells as if they ate shit their entire life."

Naaro peeked from behind the pillar, eyes wide. "Do we... fight them?"

Kai nodded slowly. "Silly ant, They’re not here for tea."

Kroak’thul roared, jowls flapping. "You will hand over the Queen for punishment! Or be drowned in mucus! You all will come with me. Our king ’LickerBafu’ will decide your punishment."

Kai blinked. "Ew. Stop talking. My nose can’t handle it anymore."

Akayoroi stepped beside him, eyes wide open. "I will not surrender to beasts who speak with tongues instead of hearts."

Sha muttered, "That sounded poetic. Also mildly sticky."

Azhara tilted her head. "Question. If we punch them hard enough, do their tongues retract like how something shit goes up in your ass?"

Vel grinned. "Let’s find out."

Kai just couldn’t say anything. "Both of the girls are gone mad." He thinks, "What kind of example is that? Azhara’s wildness has no boundaries. Vel is supporting her."

The frogs began to spread out, cracking their knuckles— or maybe just rubbing them. It was hard to tell, because of all the mud on their hands. Their armor squelched with every step. Kroak’thul raised his paws.

"Then you’ve chosen war."

Kai’s aura flared around him, a sapphire sheen coating his skin.

"No," he said calmly. "You chose the wrong hive to mess with."

A tremor ran down the tunnel again. Dust fell from the ceiling. The poison mist hissed louder.

The frog warriors raised their arms. The queen’s warriors rushed in from the sides. Silk wraps, bone dagger, and glowing stingers lined the chamber.

Sha cracked her knuckles. "You ready?"

Vel gave a wolfish grin. "Born ready."

Azhara snorted. "I hope their tongues don’t flap when we slap them."

One of the frogs across the chamber sneezed in mid tongue whip. His mucus splattered the wall and a drop fell on Vel’s shoes. He stared in shame.

Vel pointed. "EWW! Gross! That one’s mine. I want to kill this one."

Kai stepped forward, voice like flint on metal. "Let’s dance, slimeballs."

And just as Kroak’thul leapt into the air with a mighty roar "ATTACK!"

The fog pulsed like it had a heartbeat. Poison energy rippled outward. From deeper tunnels, more frogkin footsteps echoed. View the correct content at NovelFire

Kai raised his hand. His Aura Shell flared bright.

Akayoroi spread her arms. "Fall into formation. No stragglers. No mercy."

Sha says. "Let’s turn them into frog jerky."

The frogkin advanced, tongues flailing, weapons raised, croaking battle cries that sounded suspiciously like burps and old plumbing.

Kai took one last breath.

"Alright, everyone," he muttered, raising his hand.

"Let’s play, whack a frog game."

Croaks and screeches echoed off the tunnel walls as the frogs charged like a stampede of slippery nightmares. Their tongues slapped rocks, licked weapons, and flailed behind them like wet banners of doom. The poison fog pulsed again, reacting to the madness like it was enjoying the show.

Kai sidestepped.

The six-star frog leader slammed into the wall behind him with a wet thud, leaving a sticky outline like a child’s failed drawing.

"That was dramatic," Azhara whispered. "Also dumb."

Ten five star rank frog warriors followed right after, flinging themselves into the chamber. Their tongues whipped like demented party streamers, slapping the floor, the ceiling, and unfortunately, each other. One frog tripped over his own tongue and rolled into the pile of glowing mushroom stew. The mushrooms screamed in protest.

Vel cracked her knuckles. "Let’s get to work."

The ants charged.

Akayoroi’s warriors emerged like a flood of obsidian. They moved as one, forming a perfect half-circle formation. The frog warriors counter-charged in a more chaotic fashion— more like a group of drunk uncles running toward an open buffet than a battle unit.

Kai shot forward.

A frog warrior leapt toward him with a bone trident. Tongue wagging. Eyes bulging. Mucus glistening.

Kai didn’t hesitate. He ducked under the first jab, pivoted, and uppercut the frog in the gut. There was a wet squelch— and the ugly amphibian folded like a soggy sandwich.

"First one down!" Kai shouted. "Watch the tongues! They’re like living whips!"

Behind him, Vel shrieked as a frog tried to tongue her shoulder. "He licked my armor! This is sacrilege!"

She threw a dagger with enough force to nail the frog to a stalagmite. "Your saliva does not go on my beautiful silk forged armor, you swamp born stinky freak!"

Another frog croaked in dismay. "He was my cousin, Ribbok!"

Sha, cartwheeled into the fray, smacking a frog across the face with her boot. "Tell your cousin he should have washed his mouth! All of you must wash too!"

Azhara had somehow climbed the ceiling. "You croaking idiots picked the wrong party!" she screamed before diving down, slamming both feet into a frog’s skull.