Explode, blast, blast!

Having resolved the matter on his mind, Mason was too lazy to collect his vests one by one, so he simply rested there for the night.

In the middle of the night, the red-haired young man sleeping next to the tree suddenly woke up and felt an approaching breath.

The figure that was approaching stealthily froze in the middle, as if a little overwhelmed by his appearance.

The young man identified it and his expression was a little subtle.

"Pella?"

The other party looked at him warily. The moonlight shone on the red-haired young man, illuminating his conspicuous face and the blood all over his body.

"...It's you, why are you here?"

The girl sparingly uttered two words: "Training."

She was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. The red-haired young man glanced at the tombstone and immediately understood why she came.

"Are you here to sweep graves?"

Only then did he realize that the tombstone was very clean, as if someone had cleaned it regularly. There was nothing on it except the wine he had poured yesterday.

The red-haired young man was silent for a moment: "Have you always been the one sweeping the graves?"

Pera still looked cold and said, "This place is too far from Ya'an City. Others can't come here."

In other words, she ran from Ya'an City to here every night to clean the graves, and then ran back in the middle of the night to participate in the next day's training? Oreus estimated the distance and couldn't help but be shocked.

This distance is quite far even for a bloodline person, let alone a child.

"Are you doing this to atone for your sins?"

Pera looked dazed for a moment: "Atonement? I can never atone for my sins. I just don't want to forget...I don't want to forget them."

"You know what? The last time I went to see my friends in the village, they all cried. I regretted it so much. At first, I only thought about Baron Ameera killing my sister. Just seeing this made me crazy."

The girl was silent for a while. She hadn't told anyone about these things for a long time. Or rather, no one could listen to her talk about these things.

"I didn't expect what happened later. Everyone was so terrible. I felt that everyone was responsible for killing my sister. So I did it. I, I... I was willing to be killed by them. Amy slapped me and choked me while crying. Brother Tucker stopped them and said they couldn't kill me. I was deceived."

"But he also said he would never forgive me. No one would ever forgive me again."

Pera kept silent, bent down and placed the bouquet of flowers on the grave. Some things are just like this, ignorance and youth are not excuses, the evil deeds will become a fire, burning the perpetrator's subsequent life. Some people say it is pitiful, some people say it is hateful.

"If you were given another chance, would you do the same thing?"

Struggle, confusion and pain flashed across the girl's face. Finally, she nodded slowly, slowly.

"...I would. I would give up anything if there was a little hope that I could save my sister. But if I were given another chance, I would not listen to others. I would jump out at that moment and hug my sister tightly."

If they couldn't survive together, Peranin could die with her sister. She wouldn't involve anyone else, this was a matter between her and her sister.

The red-haired young man patted her head and said nothing more. This was not something he could judge. He did not want to comfort her and get relief, which was unfair to the suffering people; nor did he want to add fuel to the fire and mock her, which was unfair to a child who knew his fault. Therefore, he could only pour a glass of wine for Pera and asked, "Would you like a sip?"

Pera stared at the glass of azure wine that was shimmering with light and nodded vigorously. She took the glass and swallowed it in big gulps until her eyes were filled with tears.

In tears, she saw her familiar hometown. Her sister was crushing wild fruits and making sweet snacks. Amy tiptoed and knocked on the window, whispering, "Perla, Perla, come out and play. Tucker and the others are waiting for us."

The spring wind blew across the fields of her hometown. Outside the baron's house, green fruits grew all year round, and there were always brave children who would steal two to eat. That was the most beautiful time in her memory.

She can never go back.

The intermittent cries gradually grew louder, echoing in the empty mountains. The red-haired young man looked into the distance, the night sky above his head stretched out into the distance, and was replaced by the rising morning light.

The night passed like this.

After dawn, Aurelius sent Pera back to Ya'an. Pera wiped his eyes and returned to his usual indifference. This is the quality that a bloodline should have.

With Ya'an's care, she will grow up safely and then make amends for the mistakes she made when she was young.

Once this was done, Mason used the portal to send the vest back to Partington and began construction of the new town.

After a few more days, the Mechanical City branch was finally completed.

With the smooth construction of the branch, the mechanical airship brought in the necessary instruments and personnel. In addition to the two inner city researchers, there was also the genius boy Adam from the outer city.

It was his first time leaving the Mechanical City, and he was observing the new town with great curiosity. When he saw the mechanic who came to greet him, Adam's eyes lit up.

The woman in the black coat patted his head in a rare friendly gesture: "Welcome to the new town, little guy. What changed your mind?"

"I thought about it and I think you're right. I've always thought that the Mechanical City is the most advanced place in the world, so I ignored the outside world. It was you who reminded me that maybe the outside world is even more mysterious."

Adam did not reveal another reason for his choice. He was in the shelter when the Mechanical City was invaded. After the core launched the shelter, his shelter fell to the nearest ground.

Adam escaped just in time for the end of the war.

The entire machine fell to the ground, and the woman floated in the air, her back cold and elegant. Thousands of cannon barrels were facing the terrifying machine, and the deafening sound of the cannon became the only sound. The dazzling light forced the boy to close his eyes. At that moment, he was truly shocked by this power.

In pursuit of this power, he came to New Town, the place of miracles that the mechanic had mentioned.

There was no need to tell all these things. The boy just smiled shyly. After a few pleasantries, he followed the two researchers to the branch office to put away their luggage.

Mason welcomed their arrival and allocated all of them to No. 1. As for how to convince them to participate in the research, that was something No. 1 had to think about.

Since there are more researchers, there are certainly more things to do. He thoughtfully wrote out a plan for the coming year, covering agriculture, life and industry, which is definitely enough to keep the researchers busy.

Admiring the thriving new town, Mason felt that he was getting more and more used to the position of lord. With more and more talents in the town, many things did not need to be done by him personally. This was enough for him to free up his hands to deal with some enemies in the dark.

For example, two faces from the same party.

......

As Amon stepped into the room, he noticed that there were fewer bubbles floating in the air.

The atmosphere was dull and no one at the table said a word. He sensed something bad was going on. When he sat down, the meeting officially began.

The old man's expression was very ugly: "The two faces are dead."

Chimera said coldly: "Waste."

The insect girl glanced at him with a displeased look on her face: "Forget about it, you might be the next one to die."

"How come I didn't know you had such a strong sense of camaraderie?"

"That's enough."

The old man did not show the two faces before they died, fearing that it would scare these people. He knew their character well, and they would bully the weak and expose evil, but when they met a real tough guy, none of them could face the challenge. Including himself, no one was willing to be the leader. That's why they came to the relatively peaceful south.

The scrutinizing gaze swept over everyone and finally landed on the newcomer. The newcomer stared back at him coldly, with a defiant look on his face.

This guy is from the West, he is undisciplined, and he is the perfect tempter. The only thing I need to worry about is that if I die here, I won't be able to explain to those people in the West.

The old man thought for a moment and softened his tone: "Amon, what do you think of this mission? If you can complete it, I will apply for a reward for you."

"Okay, but I have one request. You can't spy on my actions."

The old man readily agreed: "No problem."

Mutants were extremely suspicious, so it was natural for them to be wary of him. He didn't want to cause any conflict because of this.

After this problem was solved, the atmosphere became relaxed again. After discussing several other issues, the old man announced the end of the meeting. The insect girl and Amira disappeared one after another.

The old man didn't leave in a hurry. He took out an amulet and threw it to Amon.

"I know you don't trust me, and you can avoid my gaze by holding this. This is my sincerity. I have no ill will towards you."

Amon took the amulet, his eyes softened: "I understand."

This was a gesture of goodwill from the other party. He would not interfere with what Amon did next. This was also necessary for him.

From the beginning, Aamon had a clear goal, and it was for this reason that he came to the south.

The Mutant was the second to last to leave the meeting room, and the others were long gone. He returned to his room as usual, waiting for night to fall again.

When darkness falls on the fields, the people of Newtown boil some hot soup.

They gathered around the stove and talked about what they had seen and heard today. In the new town, different things happened every day. With the connection of trade with other places, the life of the people in the new town was getting more and more comfortable.

Laughter and noise came from inside the house, and no one noticed a dark shadow leaping over the rooftop, running towards the lord's house with a clear goal.

The lights were on in the house, and the linen-haired boy was reading. The light shone on his face, making the silhouette in the window look hazy and peaceful. It was hard to disturb the peace.

After reading this page, the boy put the bookmark made of leaves in the book.

"Come in, sir."

Eamon hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to accept the other party's invitation.

The young man in black jumped into the room from the window and carefully looked at the host who had invited him. He looked like a child, and it was hard to believe that he was the representative of the Land of Stars. But from the information he had collected, Amon knew that he was unfathomable and not as simple as he seemed.

He also felt that his appearance was suspicious, but he didn't have much time left, and there was little chance of escaping Aibo's surveillance. This was his last hope. The young man took a deep breath and spoke in a firm tone.

"Hello, leader of the Land of Stars. I would like to make a deal with you."

"I know you, Eamon Garcia. Oreius once told me about you."

"I am no longer worthy of that name. Now I am just a ghost that has come back from the dead."

The boy smiled at him and said, "Well, Mr. Ghost, you can now tell me the content of your deal."

He had a maturity that was not in line with his age, which made Amon feel like he was talking to an adult, so he was more cautious.

"Anyone is fine. I want you to kill me, and in return I will help you kill Aibo."

Unexpectedly, the other party rejected him directly: "This is not an equal transaction. If you are not sincere, please go back."

As he said this, the boy even lowered his head and picked up the book, looking like he was going to flip through a few more pages. Amon quickly spoke out to stop him, trying to increase his own value in his eyes.

"You need me. Only I can help you. Apart from me, you will never be able to get in touch with the higher-ups of the Black Followers."

He used to be very afraid of death. But now Amon has nothing to fear. Death is just a dream that he cannot achieve. No matter how many times his mind pauses, his brother, the devil, will find a way to resurrect him. And when he wakes up, he will smile and say, "Good morning, do you want something to eat?"

Eamon felt so nauseous that he almost vomited.

He knew that he was a fool and could only rely on his brother for everything. If it weren't for his brother, he would have died long ago. He enjoyed the power brought by his brother and acted arrogantly. The only thing was that he never thought of betraying the Noble Association.

Although the Garcia family is evil, power-hungry, and even cheats and harms their own kind, they always think they are human beings. They always stand at the forefront of the fight against pollution. This is the premise for the Garcia family to become a family of the Twelve Round Tables, and it is also their pride.

But all of this was destroyed. It was destroyed by his brother, the hope of the family. If it was just a nightmare, Amon hoped to wake up soon, but reality is always worse than nightmares.

He was killed. He was told that it was his trusted brother who caused it. He was resurrected. He was forced to join the enemy. He was forced to do painful things against his will again and again.

Even if his brain was shattered, his brother could ask the Monster Lord to rescue him. He didn't know why such a being cared so much for his brother. He only knew that as long as he was under their surveillance, he would never die.

He will remain in agony forever until the other party loses interest.

Eamon shuddered at the thought of such a scene.

"As long as you agree, I can pay any price."

Eamon looked straight at Mason, his face expressionless, which made Mason feel a little strange. That timid kid would never show such a resolute expression. It seems that Eamon has indeed experienced a lot during this period of time.

"I don't want to be reborn in pain over and over again. I didn't want to die in the first place, and I don't want to continue living this way after I die."

Mason saw deep desire in the other's eyes. He considered for a moment and chose to soften his attitude.

"As long as Aibo is alive, I will not let you die. It is not so much a reward as a necessary process. If I want to help the Star Land, I need all the information you know. If I need you to die, then you need to die for us."

"I promise you."

Amon's expression suddenly became relaxed. It was a cruel request for him to die, but he seemed to have finally gotten rid of a heavy burden. He smiled gratefully at Mason, and he could vaguely see his original look.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's not free. I want to ask you some questions."

Aamon agreed readily: "No problem. Just ask me anything I know."

"First question, is Aibo's ability really a copy?"

Amon was silent for a moment, then half smiled and half sighed, "You are really perceptive. What I can tell you is that there is something wrong with Aibo's bloodline. We have always known that his ability is replication, but the ability he has demonstrated has far exceeded the limit."

"I have a bold guess. Maybe we have been deceived all along. His true bloodline ability is likely to be plunder."

"There are very few people with the bloodline of the dancing bug. As far as I know, the strongest one is a close confidant of the chairman of the parliament. But after Ai Bo showed this ability, I never saw him again. Now that I think about it, it is very likely that he took away the bloodline ability."

Plunder and copy, these two words seem similar but are actually very different.

If Aibo's ability is the former, he does have to hide. The Association will never allow a bloodline with plundering attributes to become the president of the council. Once he goes crazy, the danger is immeasurable.

This is consistent with Mason's speculation. The young man asked solemnly: "Where are the Black Mist followers hiding now?"

Amon gave a clear answer: "City of Worms!"

"But Aibo is injured now, and the City of Insects will probably disappear soon."

"What do you mean?"

Aamon curled his lips: "This is a long story. Do you know why the Speaker of the Parliament launched the Partington Mutation? Humanity has run out of time."

"It took 1,250 years from the Age of God's Blessing to the Age before the Black Mist, and 903 years to the Age of the Black Mist. But during these 900 years, mankind was losing ground and was unable to compete with the Black Mist."

"According to the latest intelligence, the concentration of the black fog will double again in two or three years! By then, humanity will truly be doomed. So the chairman of the parliament decided to use the last resort, which is to transform all humans into mutants."

Mason frowned. "This may solve the problem temporarily, but it is definitely not the right choice."

Pollution will erase human cognition and gradually turn them into monsters. If they become something they don't even recognize, are they still human?

"Yeah, ever since this happened, I feel like I'm going crazy every day."

Amon looked a little dazed, as if he had remembered something horrible. His ten fingers dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

"Every time I was resurrected, countless dead souls tore at me. They were jealous of me for being resurrected. All the dead souls were piled up in the deepest part of the black mist, repeating the pain of their own death. I don't understand why they do this, but I can only stay with them. I have no place to go anymore."

"Calm down!"

Mason pressed his shoulders and forced him to wake up. Amon's pupils focused on one point, and his exposed arms were covered with ferocious handprints that suddenly appeared.

"Sorry, I'm a little excited."

Amon calmed down: "This is also one of the defects of mutants. The resurrected are prone to nightmares, and high-level bloodlines like Aibo are more inclined to monsters. Where were we just talking about? Oh, yes, Aibo is a monster. Guess what a monster will do when it is injured and hungry?"

Mason realized something: "Of course it's to eat."

"Yeah, so the Queen of Insects is in danger."

“Is Aibo that strong?”

"It doesn't matter whether he is strong or not, what matters is who is supporting him."

"You mean...the Monster Lord is supporting him?"

Amon answered the question irrelevantly: "He wants to build his own pantheon."

Man is the first fruit of the world tree, giving birth to the first god in the original time.

If you want to build your own pantheon, humans are undoubtedly the best raw materials.

Becoming God requires nourishment.

Mason was shocked. The Black Mist followers lived in the City of Insects, perhaps to devour the Queen of Insects!

Aibo's injury accelerated the process. He was in urgent need of nutrition and was also worried that the queen would discover their plan.

Seeing that he understood what he meant, Amon whispered, "I can't stay here for too long. I'll come find you later. You have to be careful of those Black Mist followers in the south. They intend to attack you. Especially their leader, who can spy on what he wants to see through the Eye of Nothingness. I used some tricks to cover his eyes, but it's up to you from now on."

"I see. I have one last question."

Mason smiled at him. "You know where the others are? I don't like anything following me."

The first to strike is the strongest, the last to strike will suffer. The young man's voice was not loud, but his murderous intention was exposed.

Amon shook his head decisively and rejected the other party's bold proposal.

"No, if you kill them all, it will definitely attract the attention of the Black Mist followers."

"Even if I don't take action, the Black Mist followers will not give up on killing me. Once I deal with them, you can naturally manage the Black Mist followers here temporarily. The authority that Aibo gave you should be very high."

The young man's voice was full of temptation, and Amon subconsciously thought about it. If all those people died, the remaining people would not be able to defeat him and would have to obey his orders. This was also allowed among the Black Mist followers.

There was much he could do before the order came down from above. This was a bold proposal, and the cost and reward were equally high.

Eamon finally made up his mind: "I can help you, but I have to make sure everyone dies. Once our plan is known to the higher-ups, I will definitely not survive."

"Of course."

"The gathering is held once a week. I don't know where the others are hiding. Except for the two faces, the others are hiding in other noble territories. I can bring one person in when the time comes. Remember, only one person."

The two discussed the details and Eamon left in a hurry.

A few days later, the Black Mist followers held another meeting.

The member from the west was still the last to arrive. Looking at the empty seats, Chimera complained: "This guy has no rules at all. I really want to kick him out."

The insect girl looked at him with contempt: "Only if you can beat him."

"you--"

The two argued endlessly until another figure walked in from the beginning. They looked at each other and unexpectedly found that there was another person behind him.

The old man's face suddenly turned cold: "Who is this?"

Amon looked calm: "It's a newcomer who wants to join us."

The interrogator had murderous intent in his eyes: "You actually brought someone back. You are not Amon, who are you?!"

At the same time he opened his mouth, the insect girl quietly approached him. Her eyes were so charming that one would freeze in place at a glance, ignoring the poison dagger in her hand. Chimera's body swelled, her muscles were as hard as iron, and she wanted to tear the opponent into pieces.

The person being attacked showed no sign of being moved. An illusory wave of water flashed by, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Where is Amon and the people he brought?

In front of me is a machine filled with explosives!

"Bang--!!"

The place where the Black Mist followers held their meeting was located in the belly of the mountain range. As a terrifying roar tore through the sky and earth, the entire mountain range completely collapsed, and huge clouds of dust spewed out from the cracks in the ground. The scene before them seemed like the end of the world.

The ground was covered with broken boulders, and the strong earthquake made it impossible for people to stand. The mountain was shaking violently, and gravel rained down on us.

Amon stared blankly at the mushroom cloud rising slowly in the sky, then turned to look at the person beside him. The linen-haired boy blinked, looking innocent.

He did say not to leave anyone alive, but he didn't say to blow up the whole mountain! Even the high-level bloodline ones were embarrassed enough in this issue, let alone those black mist believers?

Not to mention his life, just digging out the body would be a victory. The only one who could survive was the old man whom he couldn't understand.

"Who is the sneak attack?"

Just as Amon expected, a roar came from under the rocks, and the old man was covered in blood, shaking open the collapsed stone veins.

Just as he rose into the air, a streak of light approached in an instant. The old man's face changed drastically and he quickly deployed defense.

The arrows flew in and did not harm him, but instead began to heal everything. The holy power spread out from the point of impact, purifying everything it touched.

"Hehe..."

The old man's face twisted, the beautiful light was like poison in his eyes. The mutant let out a painful wail from his throat, his flesh and blood rotted in the light, and then was completely purified.

The silver-haired young man in the distance retracted his bow and arrow, his expression cold. Amon took a cautious look and felt his eyes sting. The opponent's ability was too restraining for these mutants, so that even looking at each other seemed to be purified.

After doing all this, Mason looked him up and down, and this look made Eamon feel creepy.

"Why are you looking at me like that...?"

The boy spoke in a gentle voice, as if coaxing a child: "They are all dead, you can't keep everything intact."

"......"

Amon's expression changed for a moment, and he stretched out his left hand tragically.

"Come on, just don't die."

“Aaaaa——!!”

"It hurts, you really did it, (Partington swears)!"

......

In the black fog, there is a city of insects.

The black fog spread, covering the entire city. Aibo's face was as pale as paper, and the wound on his chest was rotting and difficult to heal. Blood dripped and wet his clothes, but he was not moved at all. His scattered eyes fell on a certain place in the air, as if he was thinking about something.

"Stop thinking about your brother," Hazel taunted.

"You know what. He can't do anything by himself. He needs me to take good care of him."

"You won't be able to find him until your wounds heal."

"Ha, you're right."

Aibo raised his head and looked at the magnificent palace. It seemed that substantial pollution was emanating from it. The Queen of Insects lived here.

The population of the Insect City has declined significantly nowadays. The previous wars have weakened the power of the Insect Queen. The furious queen even ate many of her subordinates, which benefited Aibo instead.

His appearance changed dramatically. His legs turned into tall and strong insect limbs. He looked more like a half-insect, half-beast monster walking in human form than a human. The black mist lingered around him and became the best cover, protecting him as he sneaked into the palace silently.

Layers of gauze hung down, and the palace was filled with a charming fragrance. The soft bed was as thin as a cloud, and the person lying on it was not a beautiful woman, but a creeping, horrible, soft-bodied insect. The insect people kept carrying food for it to feast on.

The Queen of Insects no longer had the beautiful face she once had. Her huge body took up two-thirds of the room. The tiny limbs on both sides of her body rubbed against each other, making a buzzing sound.

Ai Bo waited patiently for all the insects to go out before he started to take action. These foods were prepared in advance and could weaken the ability of the Insect Queen to the greatest extent.

When he appeared in the room, the queen immediately let out a sharp cry, calling for her guards.

No one responded to her.

The intruder shrugged and said calmly: "Give up, you have been abandoned."

The Queen of Insects realized with a shudder what the other party was saying. The loyal insects would never abandon her unless a higher being intervened. She had been abandoned and became a stepping stone for this human!

"Why would His Majesty choose you? You are just a weak human!"

Aibo stretched out his hand, his fingers were slender and white, sharp as a knife, and easily pierced the body of the Queen of Insects. The latter wanted to resist, but found that her body was so weak, just like the most ordinary insect.

It is impossible for ordinary humans to do this. The only one who can seal him is the master of the black mist. The Queen of Insects felt deep sorrow and resentment. How could a proud god be inferior to humans?

"It is because you don't understand this that you become a sacrifice."

Aibo finished his words with a mocking tone, ignoring the curse of the Queen of Insects, and began to prepare for the ceremony with full concentration. The Queen's blood was dyed gold in the bright red, and after touching the skin, it penetrated into the inside. The expression of the mutant was unusually calm, and he chanted in a low voice.

“The first step is to leave your name in people’s hearts.”

Ever since he became the successor to the Speaker of Parliament, Aibo has always maintained his own personality and is respected by everyone.

When his true face was fully revealed, all the betrayed kindness turned into poisonous blades, cursing him all the time. The emerald-eyed young man bathed in this overwhelming malice with a comfortable smile on his face.

"The second step is to leave your mark in the world."

The blood of the insect queen drowned him, and a stream of light suddenly appeared, escaping to an unknown place. Ai Bo ignored the scattered light and stared at the plump insect body without blinking.

Although it was a bit tricky, he did kill the Queen of Insects. This fact will soon spread to humans and become his achievement.

"The third step is to leave your mark in destiny, bear the mark of God's recognition, and leave your name on the World Tree."

A drop of blood appeared out of nowhere and landed squarely on Aibo's forehead. It was like the abyss itself, containing infinite power.

The power is matched by endless pollution. How could the mark of the monster master be obtained so easily? Aibo's expression became distorted, and the pollution spread through the thought network to all the dancing bug parasites. In this way, the burden was shared.

People kept screaming and turning into monsters. After sacrificing more than 90% of the parasites, the young man with green eyes finally started his next move. He bit the body of the Queen of Insects and greedily devoured her flesh and blood.

Killing the Queen of Insects was only the first step; the second step required integrating its divinity.

Every mouthful was like a flame entering his throat, and the high concentration of pollution invaded his body. The remaining will of the Queen of Insects impacted his body, and the place where the blood merged on his forehead was filled with waves of coldness, colliding with the boiling breath.

The overbearing heat did not dare to provoke the other party, and Ai Bo finally stopped swallowing. He ate about one-third of the body, closed his eyes and began to digest.

The stream of light slid across the sky at an extremely fast speed and drilled into the insect's body following the vague connection.

The Queen is not afraid of death. She has many ways to survive. But many of them are not so safe, such as this one.

Damn Aibo, she will kill him when she comes back!

With the strongest hatred, the Queen of Insects began to devour the will in this body. The opponent's will was unexpectedly strong, and the two sides bit each other, erupting with the most primitive savagery of animals. After an unknown amount of time, the insects finally calmed down.

The chaotic thoughts collided with each other, making the insect confused about where it was. In front of it, a beautiful woman was showing off her power and enjoying the worship of countless insects. In the next moment, it was a bug avoiding the attack of tentacles and trying its best to lead away the enemy.

After all, the Queen of Insects is stronger, has more accumulation, and occupies a dominant position in consciousness.

The insect opened his eyes in a daze, and a face came into view. The pretty face had faded red lines, and the eyes showed a hint of doubt and concern. The queen had a vague impression of this face. This was a priest under the Qinglan Tree, who was loyal to her.

What? It turns out that guy is also alive. The Queen of Insects thought to herself that this guy was cunning. She really believed the news of his death.

The little girl turned her head and stared at the big bug curiously. She was very sensitive to the fact that something was different about the bug, but she couldn't figure out what it was.

The girl tilted her head, babbling and gesticulating, expressing something. The monsters around her looked over.

The queen's heart sank. If it were her old self, she could easily deal with these monsters. But now she was too weak. The only thing she could do now was to obey them. She tried to communicate with the little flower girl.

"Where are we going?"

The little flower girl understood what was said and called a hawk to carry them and fly them to a high place.

Thick fog gathered into a dome, and the wind blowing in my face carried a wild, earthy smell.

In the distance, among the high mountains, a bright light can be vaguely seen, which is still dazzling even though it is thousands of miles away.

With the help of that bright light, the Queen of Insects finally recognized where she was.

The bug froze in place, feeling deeply afraid of that place.

This is where the fog is deepest.

The black fog known to humans is only the area where the four SSS-level monsters are, and the inside is even crazier and more chaotic. This is full of dangers, and levels are meaningless here.

The monsters living here are constantly changing, and most of them have completely lost their minds, indulging in crazy fighting and chaos.

The Queen of Insects was a little uneasy: "Why are we here?"

The little flower girl babbled, saying something she couldn't understand. Seeing that the insect didn't respond to her, the little flower girl commanded the wind eagle to land and lead the insect to continue moving forward.

Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see a few conspicuous places.

A molten plain with cracks and flashes of hot fire. The boiling molten molten spurted out of the cracks from time to time, burning everything.

In a terrifying swamp filled with poisonous gas, many terrifying figures can be vaguely seen. They are of different species, but the biggest commonality is that they all have thick purple moss spores on their bodies and spew out poisonous gas.

And the huge crack that runs across the entire land. It is like a wound in the earth, from which huge amounts of black fog are constantly spewing out and merging with the sky.

And the place where their goal was, a high mountain range lying in the darkness. It was endless and there was no end in sight. It was like a dragon entwined there. And the queen knew that there was indeed a dragon there, a dragon that was unwilling to submit to the Lord of Monsters.

"Let's go somewhere else. These places are not good to go to."

She tried to persuade the other party, but the little flower girl was very stubborn. She hugged her and sat on the monster's head, commanding the monster's minions to move forward. The Queen of Insects wanted to break away, but was stopped by her subconscious. She was immediately angry.

"What a waste! There are horrible things hidden in those places. Going there now would be a death sentence!"

The bug is very determined. It has a great affection for the little flower girl, who is also a creature infected by Orelius' blood, and is unwilling to leave her. Of course, this is also inseparable from the constant pursuit of the Queen of Insects, which makes the bug subconsciously feel that it is safest to be with the little flower girl.

The queen regretted her decision. In order to survive, she had to grit her teeth and point the way.

"I understand. If you want to go there, you have to take a detour. You can't go into these places. You just follow my orders and go this way."

The little flower girl heard her compromise and rubbed her good friend happily. When they had the same goal, she didn't mind fulfilling her friend's small wish.

Several monsters turned around and ran towards a safer route, quickly disappearing in the dense mist.