Death of the Worm Queen

This shouldn't be the case. If I want to run away, no one can catch me!

[Portal] screamed in its heart, and although it was only one step away from freedom, it dared not move any more. The invisible pressure crushed its body, and this smart pollutant bowed respectfully to the great existence.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to know about this small door?"

"I think you should know why I'm looking for you."

The voice carried an elusive smile, which dispelled its lucky mentality. It was like a wisp of wind gently sent out from the eternal mist, blowing silently by its ears.

"Wherever you are now, I hope to see you in front of me at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I don't think you would like me to come to you in person."

[Portal] swore: "Of course, I'm happy to serve you!"

As it spoke, the contaminant sensed that a vague connection had been established between itself and the other party. However, the [Portal] had no intention of resisting, and waited tremblingly until the other party's voice finally disappeared, then it fell down, and the door slammed frantically.

Damn it, damn it! Got caught!!

It is not good at direct combat, and the opponent has managed to track it down. Now it has no choice but to go.

"What is His origin..."

After thinking for a long time without coming to any conclusion, the door sighed anthropomorphically and started jumping again in the direction it came from, secretly regretting in its heart.

It shouldn't have agreed to the worm queen in the first place!!

Under the vast stars, Mason sat down on the ground exhausted. He never expected that the consumption would be so great. He just said three sentences and felt so exhausted that he couldn't move. He didn't care about anything else at the moment, and directly exited the space, turned over and fell asleep.

He slept until noon. When he woke up the next day, Mason's head was still buzzing and his body was feeling a long-lost sense of weakness. He didn't force himself, and after dinner he went to the servant to ask for a mask. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mason, ready to go, sat in a single armchair, facing the closed door.

With a soft "click" sound, scarlet words appeared on the originally ordinary wooden door: "Greetings to you, great existence."

"I'm glad you made it on time."

The red-haired young man looked at it with a smile, and politely stretched out his right hand. The portal was silent for a few seconds, and then painfully touched the wound on the other person's palm.

An unimaginable amount of blood gushed out of the wound, instantly coating the entire door in blood red. A fanged mouth opened below the door frame, spewing out countless voices of praise.

"Powerful... What a powerful pollution! Are you a monster in human form in the black mist? Even within the black mist, you are an outstanding existence!"

"No, I'm just an ordinary human being."

The young man withdrew his hand and said slowly, "I know you are involved in the sacrifice that took place in this city. Tell me everything."

“As you command! Great existence, all of this comes from the S-rank monster in the black mist, the [Puppet Worm Queen]…”

[Puppet Queen] was originally a worm, but was later contaminated by the black mist and gained the power of reproduction. With the help of humans, it devoured the S-level monster [Spider Woman], who was also a worm, and is preparing to be promoted to SS-level.

To advance to SS level in the Black Mist, one needs to offer sacrifices to the will of the Black Mist. The worm queen chose the territory of Count Yaan, and sent her followers to find the out-of-control pollutant [Portal], reached an agreement with it, and sent the larvae into the city through the [Portal].

"The offspring of the mother worm have abandoned all their abilities, leaving only the two instincts of hiding and evolving. They will coexist with the host, and only evolve when the entire city has been successfully parasitized."

The red-haired young man lowered his eyes thoughtfully. "That is to say. The victims of the murder case were used as ovaries for hatching, and the larvae spread in all directions through them... Then who were those two people last night?"

"They are the next batch of ovaries that will mature."

The whole thing was clear. The problem now was how to get rid of the bugs that were already lurking in people's bodies. Oreius narrowed his eyes and focused on the portal.

The latter shuddered slightly, and just as he had a bad premonition, the young man casually picked up the mask on the table and covered his face with it. Bloodstains spread along the metal, outlining a mysterious and beautiful shape.

"Since you can let the being in the black mist pass through, can I pass through too?"

He is familiar with this wave.

The original setting of Oreius was that he was a battle maniac!

…

There was no sun or moon in the black fog, only ruins and empty fields left by large tracts of human activity.

Countless insects shuttled back and forth among the cocoons and egg clusters, and in the center lay a giant worm, spinning countless soft silk threads and laying eggs every moment.

New larvae are constantly hatching from the egg pool with it as the center, and are then sent to the larval area by insects of different forms, forming a huge cultivation system.

"Has the connection with the Portal been lost? Never mind. It won't make much difference anyway. Let the remaining bugs complete their parasitism first, and let those humans do the rest."

The worm did not open its mouthparts, but a very pleasant female voice came out. Several fat and soft brain worms nearby hummed their bodies, transmitting the mother's will with invisible waves.

No matter how far apart they are, the insects that receive the disturbance instantly understand how they should act. The entire insect empire operates in an orderly manner, and all actions are for the queen.

At this moment, one of the insects suddenly paused, followed by the others. They raised their heads and gazed up into the sky. Suddenly, a magnificent door opened in the air, emitting a powerful aura.

The heavy obsidian door was tightly sealed, and was engraved with gorgeous and delicate blood-red thorn patterns, exuding an ancient and cold aura. Under the gaze of countless insects, the door slowly opened outwards, and a hand stretched out from it.

A human hand.

The black fog rolled thickly inside the door, and the polluted breath was trapped by the blood-red thorns entangled in the door frame before it could escape. From the darkness came faint whispers, and a young man wearing a white mask walked out of the door. Wherever he passed, the dark fog seemed to open the way to the sides as if to welcome its owner.

The [Puppet Insect Queen] screamed, and the entire insect swarm was violently shaken: "[Portal], you betrayed me!?"

"How can it be called betrayal if I have never pledged allegiance, Mother Worm? I am only bringing my master to you."

The portal looked down at the Worm Queen with a smile, and it was now quite bloated as it felt the pollution spreading from its host.

The soft-bodied insects surrounding the worm queen suddenly raised their heads and opened their cylindrical mouthparts. A dazzling energy beam shot out from them. Their ring-shaped bodies trembled in circles, as bright as daylight.

He was indeed injured, with a burn mark on his shoulder that exposed the bone. The young man did not retreat but instead jumped down from a high altitude!

Silver-handed Mukura roared and fired, and the bullet directly blew up a bug's head. The blood from the wound dripped onto the surging sea of ​​bugs. The bugs that touched the blood instantly spread scarlet blood threads on their bodies, and they madly bit their companions beside them. It was like a plague that kept spreading. The bug queen had never encountered such a difficult enemy before!

If you hurt him, he will bleed, and his blood will pollute his offspring. His fighting ability is also extraordinary, and his strange flesh and wood weapons spew fire, strangling all insects that try to get close.

He wanted to rely on the number of Zerg to wear him down, and in the blink of an eye, the wounds caused by the artillery fire had healed.

Seeing her offspring being constantly instigated, the mother insect could no longer hold back and finally spit out a large amount of spider silk, attacking the cocoons in all directions. Many unconscious humans opened their eyes under the control of the spider silk, and began to use various means to stop the red-haired young man who kept approaching the mother insect.

The young man drew out his long sword expressionlessly. Soaked in blood, the holy long sword emitted a brilliant light. The scarlet thorns seemed to be saturated with blood and continued to climb upwards at an extremely slow speed.

The dark golden pupils narrowed slightly, as if it was the first time that he was truly looking at the insect queen.

"If I were you..."

"I won't let these people get in my way."

The deep and cold voice, the long sword unsheathed, the sword light unmatched. Like an enraged beast, only at this moment revealed its sharp fangs. He was like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of the entire sea of ​​​​insects with his own strength.

Wherever it passed, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river. The worm queen screamed—it still had many tricks up its sleeve! It was a powerful S-class monster! It...!

Its thoughts were interrupted, and it looked at the scarlet mask in front of it. It was only after a moment of hesitation that it realized -

That's my own blood.

The queen worm with a pierced head squirmed instinctively. The scarlet thorns on the hilt began to suck madly the moment they touched its flesh and blood, and in a moment the huge creature was sucked into a dried corpse.

The young man's head buzzed with an explosion, and unspeakable malice surged from the sword, sticking to his perception. The curse of Oreus was triggered, and from the moment he killed the first creature, he would be entangled by the souls of the dead until he became a killing machine without a mind.

The sea of ​​insects that lost their mother worms surged and shook, completely out of control. Countless insects crawled out from the ground and began to fight each other. It seemed as if there was an invisible hand in the air, urging the war to spread.

If someone could overlook this place, they would find that the winding blood threads were controlling these insects to kill each other and spread madness.

The masked youth drew out his sword indifferently, turned around and cut the bugs attacking him. The chopped corpse was swallowed by his own tribe, and then continued to attack him.

Crazy, completely crazy!

The portal stared in astonishment as the remaining insects seemed to have found their target and rushed towards the young man one after another. The latter was like the most accurate killing machine, fighting back without wavering.

If the shoulder is bitten, use the other hand to chop off the opponent's head. If the leg is bitten, use the wooden mouth to smash the opponent's body. The frenzied battle makes the pollutants feel terrified.

It subconsciously retreated, taking the people it had just rescued to a safe place. Even from a long distance, it could still see the colorful insect waves surging ahead.

A one-on-infinite melee began.

…

After an unknown amount of time, one person in the crowd slowly woke up.

He stared at the lead-gray sky above his head. The sky was dark and dark, but at this moment, he was so excited that he wanted to cry. When he was caught by the target worm queen, he thought he would never see the sky again!

No, that's not right... I should have been put into the insect trap, waiting to become food for the larvae... Why am I still alive?

The ecstasy of survival was replaced by doubts, and the man suddenly calmed down. For the bloodline people, sometimes death is not the most terrible thing, the most unbearable thing is to live!

And bugs happen to be the species of monsters that are best at making people's lives worse than death.

He felt a chill in his heart, and then he realized that there was a closed door next to him. The virtual door was covered with blood threads, which was extremely realistic. As if noticing his gaze, the door suddenly cracked open with a bloody mouth: "You woke up? You are a lucky boy, the others look like they will be unconscious for a few days."

...It can speak and think...The cursed creature in front of me is at least out of control! If you see it, no, if you hear its name, you need to clear your memory to prevent it from being contaminated! ! The man made a horrified judgment, but the door laughed and said meaningfully: "I am not a scary monster. The real monster is over there."

Are you kidding me?

Following its guidance, the man looked up blankly, his mouth opening involuntarily. As an elite who could go deep into the black mist, he wondered for the first time whether he was hallucinating.

The ground in front of me was littered with corpses and countless insects piled up densely. Standing on this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood was actually...

human.

Is he really human?

The right half of his body was covered in blood, his shoulders and ribs had been torn off, his heart was beating continuously between the broken bones and flesh, but he seemed to feel no pain at all, his expression was filled with inhuman cruelty and coldness.

He looked down at the vast cemeteries from a high place, like a bloody beast immersed in killing and still looking for prey. The murderous aura that covered the sky would make people feel suffocated.

As if noticing the prying eyes, the masked youth pulled out the pale long sword from the huge insect corpse, jumped down from the high place, and walked towards them step by step.

The man's scalp tingled as he saw clearly that almost one-third of the sword was covered in scarlet thorns. The spells that formed the pattern were gently wriggling. Just one glance at it and countless whispers of enticement and murder filled his mind and lingered in his ears.

He was just in a trance when he met the other person's sharp eyes and was suddenly awakened by shock. The blood-soaked man bent slightly and stared at his face with a hoarse voice.

"Human?"

The dark golden pupils trembled continuously as if they were struggling, and finally shrank to the size of a needle tip. He seemed to be immersed in a painful dream that he could not escape from. After a while, the masked young man suddenly swung his sword and chopped directly at his waist and abdomen.

The man couldn't help but yell, "Are you crazy?!" He jumped up and tried to help the other man press the wound, but the young man dodged him lightly. The pain made him regain his sanity, he pressed the scarlet thorns on the sword, ignoring the blood gushing out, and his tone became cheerful again.

"What are you doing here? The fog is very dangerous."

If it weren't for the overwhelming bloody smell coming from him, his attitude would have been very normal. Even though he had been through many battles, the man still felt his scalp tingling at this moment.

A madman is not scary. What is scary is that this madman does not think he is a madman. He swallowed and asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I want to smash more... Let all living things wail, scream, despair, and die. Feel the flesh and blood slipping through my fingers..."

"Haha, just kidding, what are you afraid of?"

The bones creaked and grew again, and the skin and flesh around them slowly healed. The masked young man, speaking horrifying words, felt the pain coming from all over his body, his eyes fixed on the panicked human, and a struggle between intoxication and pain was faintly revealed in the depths of his pupils.

"Don't worry... Although I have been cursed, I am still on the side of humanity."

"I am a traveler, and I came here to eliminate the crisis in Ya'an City..."

His voice was accompanied by a strange smile, and he calmly stretched out his hands to the man. The corpse behind him was still emitting a strong smell of blood in all directions. Against the backdrop of this creepy insect mountain, the young man's voice was as ethereal as the cold wind blowing from underground.

"The mission has just been completed. Let me give you a ride."

The man looked serious and took a step back subconsciously. He felt that the other party didn't just want to send them back...

He looked like he really wanted to send them back to their mother's womb.