Chapter 75
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As the team continued moving and going deeper into the winding tunnels.

Even though the basic worker ants were easy to handle, the group stayed alert, especially after facing ants that could spit acid.

After half an hour, they encountered another group of ants, a mix of regular and advanced types. Michael who was the party's shielf took on him most of the acid attacks, while Caster, the mage, used a protective spell to shield them, saving their precious spell scrolls for later.

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