Lu Weinan’s heart was trembling. The swarm was only about 600 feet from Han Sen. With the speed of the hornets, they could make it back in seconds. In addition, the queen hornet, which could be sacred-blood, was eyeing Han Sen. His situation was critical.
Looking at the queen hornet flying over, Han Sen narrowed his eyes, stepped back and threw the mutant sawfish spear at it.
The queen was too fast and dodged the spear at a short distance.
When Lu Weinan was lamenting the loss, Han Sen’s majestic golden figure had rushed to face the queen, hacking a gleaming katana at the queen hornet.
That katana was so swift that even the sacred-blood queen hornet couldn’t dodge it and was cut into halves by Han Sen.
"Sacred-blood black stinger killed. No beast soul gained. Eat its meat to gain zero to ten sacred geno points randomly."
With that wonderful voice, Han Sen rocketed into the sky without any pause.