The chameleon black-winged mantis was a Level 3 mutated insect, so its intellect was not just a few levels lower than a demon insect.
But even so, at the edge of the battlefield, with its pitiful intelligence, it could actually experience an emotion called satisfaction.
Yes, it was very satisfied.
There was the purple light that could speed up its evolution, even though it was very faint.
Occasionally, the mantis would run into creatures that escaped from the battlefield. They were usually injured, so it hid in the dark and ambushed its enemies. The creatures that could enter the battlefield would have quite a lot of energy in their flesh.
On top of that, the mantis would rely on its ability to change its color to hide if it ran into a powerful creature.
In the end, it could even get close to the forest. If it ran into an unlucky creature that had not been injured for days, it could even enter the forest to hunt for food.
Even though its pitiful intellect could only feel satisfied and could not analyze the situation, its instinct made it unwilling to leave this place. It would even defend this place with its life.
In a few more days, it would evolve into a Level 4 mutated insect. The fourth faint purple dot that represented the level of the mutated insect was already faintly appearing on its wings.
Therefore, the chameleon black-winged mantis patrolled its territory with a haughty gait. As long as it evolved into a Level 4 mutated insect, it would no longer be the weakest at the edge of the battlefield. It would be able to enter the middle ranks.
Tang Ling tossed a rock in his hand and tilted his head, sizing up the chameleon black-winged mantis that was less than 50 meters away with interest.
He was curious. What was wrong with this mantis that was half the size of a human? Did it lose the vigilance of a Level 3 mutated insect? How could it ignore him from such a close distance? It even walked in a strange gait with its head raised high.
Tang Ling did not think that a Level 3 mutated insect could develop intellect and think.
At most, it could develop a little bit of self-awareness.
How could a little bit of self-awareness have such a magical effect? In this world, the scariest ability was still intelligence.
As he exclaimed, Tang Ling had no intention to explore the mind of the chameleon black-winged mantis anymore. His Precise Instinct spun rapidly, and the moment the mantis noticed him, he dashed over.
When it was 37 meters away from him, Tang Ling hurled the rock in his hand.
A single punch from him contained more than a thousand kgs of force, and it was not an explosive punch. It was just a normal punch, so Tang Ling's current strength was terrifying.
The stone he threw had a sharp edge. Although it wasn't big, it was densely packed and weighed more than half a kilogram.
When Tang Ling hurled it out with all his might, it produced a very soft whistling sound. With the buff from his Precise Instinct, the throwing angle was unusually tricky and the speed was extremely fast.
His target was the soft abdomen of the black-winged mantis. It was the weakness that Tang Ling figured out after the last encounter.
Bang! A crisp sound rang out. The black-winged mantis spread its wings and blocked the stone at an even faster speed.
The sharp stone only left a shallow white mark on the mantis's wing and did not do anything else. However, it had successfully angered the black-winged mantis.
It chased after Tang Ling without a second thought. The weak aura that Tang Ling emitted made it fearless.
However, Tang Ling was already running. As a matter of fact, 37 meters was the optimal distance. It was the best result that his Precise Instinct calculated after he increased his speed.
If they were on flat ground, 21 meters would be enough for him to escape, but the complicated terrain required him to widen the distance.
Therefore, the moment Tang Ling hurled the stone, he was already running 31 degrees to the left in a straight line.
He was as agile as a monkey as he ran through the complicated, intersecting, tall and low ruins. His movement was not as strenuous as the black-winged mantis that had a few more legs.
He had memorized the terrain of this place repeatedly during the first encounter, so he was very familiar with it now. Plus the second observation, he was even more confident as if he was walking into his own backyard.
The complicated terrain did not just provide convenience to the black-winged mantis, but it also benefited Tang Ling. When Tang Ling grasped the advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, he could always maintain a certain distance from the black-winged mantis. He kept provoking the black-winged mantis with the stone and lured it towards his destination.
Then, he entered an unusually narrow alley.
Here, the density of the building ruins was so high that it made one's hair stand on end. Almost every two or three steps, there would be a broken wall blocking the path, and the width that could be passed through was less than 1.2 meters.
On top of that, above the alley were all kinds of rusty steel bars, several big tree branches, and short bushes. The thorny branches intertwined with each other, almost blocking the way up.
Although the alley was less than 30 meters long, it was enough to be a battlefield for the final battle.
After running for more than 10 meters, Tang Ling finally stopped.
He was not confident that he could win. As a matter of fact, his plan was very risky and required a certain amount of luck, but somehow, the excitement and hot-bloodedness slightly stimulated him.
Was there any reason for a person like him, who relied on food, not to take risks?
Less than two seconds later, the chameleon black-winged mantis also entered the alley without any hesitation.
It was infuriated by the fact that its prey was digging his own grave by running into a place like this.
A quick dive allowed it to glide over a dozen meters. At the same time, its sharp twin blades that had never failed were swung at Tang Ling. The angle of the blades almost sealed off the entire narrow alley, making it impossible for Tang Ling to dodge them.
Tang Ling's Precise Instinct was operating at its peak. In his mind, the chameleon black-winged mantis's swift movements were almost slowed down.
His extraordinarily fast calculations only gave him three options that would give him a 50% survival rate and above.
The first option was to grab the steel bar less than a meter above him and jump into the space above.
The second option was to jump diagonally. He would kick the wall with all his might and use the reaction force to jump into the bushes on the right. He would be stabbed, but the bushes would block or even slow down the black-winged mantis's slash. If he rolled away in time, he could avoid being cut in half.
Thirdly, at the bottom of the broken wall, there was a small hole less than 20 centimeters wide. If he used all his strength to kick it, there was an 80% chance that he could expand the space. Under the collapse of this broken wall, he could immediately lie down and slide over to avoid the slash.
All the options had to be executed at the same time, and his body and reflexes had to keep up. It was a high-intensity task without any delay.
The best option was undoubtedly the first one. Based on Tang Ling's current abilities, he had a 95% success rate, which greatly increased his 50% survival rate.
Due to the limited time, Tang Ling had to make a quick decision.
However, he was disappointed. It seemed like his Precise Instinct was more useful in actual battles and not pre-battle rehearsals.
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