For the next few days, Amanda and I implemented a simple system of hunting the ants.
I had my spy centipedes keeping track of the phoenix king. Because of my manipulation, he murdered his wives and the guild members he brought with him.
It looked as if he were losing his mind. He was on a rampage, slaughtering ants and destroying entire sections of the nest.
Because of his behavior, the entire nest was in an uproar. The ants marched like an army and led a series of attacks against him, but nothing worked.
He fought with them day and night without taking a second to rest.
I took advantage of this state and pushed him to his breaking point even further.
My telepathy skill allowed me to communicate with people from several miles away.
Whenever there was a moment where it looked as if he were calming down, I would speak to him telepathically.
The same voice that convinced him to kill his wives now tormented him day and night.
