Mission Start

Ricks couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You really know how to find a place."

The Queen's bedroom is the most heavily guarded area in the entire central area, and it is not easy to get close to it.

"There are a large number of troops there. Once we enter there, the Queen will notice us, so someone must lead her and the troops away in advance."

Amelia and the toothless man looked at each other. They were obviously the leaders of this trip. "You brought us here on purpose, and now is the time to put us to use. We will create some chaos and use the amulet to avoid the scavengers. We will definitely hold out until dawn."

Oreius nodded: "Okay, be careful."

"Don't worry, the people who stayed in the barn will help us. We are not crazy enough to challenge the entire city of bugs on our own."

Ricks on the side said: "I'll attract the Queen's attention."

As soon as he proposed this, Aureus shook his head and said, "I'll do it. You've escaped before, and the queen will definitely take action when she sees you. It would be better if I do it."

"But..." Rex wanted to say something, but the red-haired young man turned to him and said, "You have a more important mission. No one here knows the structure of the Queen's Palace better than you. You have to take Aga and the others in to install the equipment. As long as you set up the equipment, I will escape immediately, don't worry."

Ricks had no choice but to swallow the rest of his words and nodded with a heavy heart. Flynn patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just trust Oleus. He is definitely the strongest among us."

"It's best to be careful."

The toothless man pulled his black robe back on and turned away with his companions.

"I'll give you your weapon back."

Rex took out the [Storage Bag] and took out the Sealed Item of Orelius. The latter put the gray-white long sword on his waist, wrapped a string of pearl bracelets around his wrist, put on the protective equipment distributed by the West this time, and filled his waist bag with various medicines.

When they were changing clothes, everyone else left. The red-haired young man suddenly said to Ricks, "Oh, there's one more thing."

Listening to what Orelius said, the man slightly widened his eyes, revealing a look of disbelief. After thinking for a while, he nodded carefully.

"I'll keep an eye on that."

Oreius patted him on the shoulder and said, "I leave it to you. Everything goes well."

Ricks smiled back and patted the back of his hand: "All is well."

......

Today is a sleepless night.

The Black Mist believers who were on night watch were deeply aware of this. In the first half of the night, someone brought back the messenger's message. The people in the area were excitedly discussing these things, and he couldn't help but join in a few comments.

After the others fell asleep, he had to continue guarding the place until the second half of the night. The Black Mist believer yawned and obediently served as the gatekeeper. Just as he was about to fall asleep, someone suddenly stumbled in from outside.

The night watchman immediately came to his senses, grabbed his weapon and shouted: "Stand still! Who are you?"

"It's me. I went out with others to look for the messenger today." The man's black robe was stained with blood, and he shouted, "We've been tricked! Those two people are deceiving us! The person they took us to see is not the messenger at all!"

The Black Mist believers were horrified and asked hurriedly, "What happened? Where is the person who left with you?"

"Ahem...those two guys are liars. Everyone else fell into the trap, but I was the only one who escaped. Hurry...save...them..."

Just as he was about to tell the location, the other person fainted from exhaustion. The Black Mist believer hurried over to help him up, and his hand was suddenly held. The hard outline of the ring was imprinted on his finger, and he could tell something was wrong.

The gatekeeper opened his mouth to speak when he suddenly heard a deep voice coming from under the black robe.

"Shut up and don't talk."

The body went against the master's will and shut up first. The Black Mist believer who was hit was shocked and frightened, but he soon stopped thinking about these things. After a while, the Black Mist believer who was originally hostile lowered his head and knelt in front of the other party docilely.

The blood from the wound on his palm merged with the human skin and turned into mysterious patterns. The messenger stood up, revealing the face of a red-haired young man from under his hood.

"No matter how I look at it, your defense seems ridiculously weak. Is that the extent of it?"

The Black Mist believer lowered his head and replied: "With the Queen of Insects here, no one can threaten us."

"It's not a good thing to trust monsters too much."

Orelius curled his lips and gave them some instructions, and the Black Mist believers nodded repeatedly.

The Black Mist believers in the meeting room soon heard the commotion coming from outside the door. The leader came out and shouted, "What are you doing?"

The Black Mist believer who was supposed to be on guard at the door said with a pale face: "Oh no, our people have fallen into a trap, and the envoy is seriously injured!"

The Black Mist believers in the meeting hall were shocked when they heard this: "Where did this news come from?"

"A man has escaped. I will take you to see him." The Black Mist believer who spoke turned around and was about to leave, and took out a large bottle from his arms.

"This is the blood of the Messenger. Applying it on your body can ward off pollution. There are no street lights where we are going. I have already used it and it is very effective."

The leader checked it and confirmed that it was blood before reaching out his hand. After a brief pause, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, and he said, "It's very useful. You all come and try it."

Under his personal test, all the Black Mist believers were smeared with blood. Scarlet patterns spread across their skin, and they developed a strange sense of closeness to something outside the door.

Aurelius, who was late for the sex, was leaning against the door with a medicine bottle in his mouth.

"You're so easy to trust others. You must be living too comfortably. Well, this is a good thing. I have something for you to do."

He raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a wicked and arrogant smile. Blood flowed from his bitten fingertips, and the Black Mist believers knelt on the ground and listened to his will with full concentration. Every time the red-haired young man walked past, the corresponding person would bow his head in awe and respectfully greet the red mark on the other's forehead.

Dense lines spread out like a spider web. After placing the last mark, Oleus pursed his healed fingers and said, "That's about it. Just do it."

"As you wish."

The Black Mist followers took enough weapons from the warehouse and left the house as ordered. Under the instructions of Oreius, they quickly found the hiding place of Rex and others.

The people who hadn't left yet were startled. Ricks stared at the black robes on these people in amazement, almost dropping his jaw to the ground, and even his voice was trembling: "You, you, you, aren't you followers of the Black Mist!?"

What's going on? A traitor? Are they surrounded?

At this moment, Rex experienced countless brain storms. Others also looked alert, and the humans in the animal shed took a step back and carefully distanced themselves from these people.

Everyone knows what kind of people the Black Mist followers are. Their coming is definitely not a good thing!

Unexpectedly, the Black Mist followers did not attack them. Some of them took out weapons, drugs and pollutants and placed them in front of them.

"My Lord has ordered us to protect your safety. We will all assist you in all your subsequent actions."

Flynn couldn't help rubbing his eyes: "I'm not dreaming..."

The toothless man and Amelia looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

How did he do this? These black-robed men didn't look like good people, but they obeyed Oleus's orders. At this moment, they even felt a little fear towards the red-haired young man.

Rex groaned, guessing that this was Oleus's trick: "Leave your stuff behind and go out for some fresh air first."

The Black Mist believers immediately did as they were told without any hesitation, and they really looked like they were here to help.

Rex was also full of doubts, but now was not the time to doubt his companions. He quickly calmed the others and told them what to do.

After making sure everyone understood their mission, he took out the communicator from his pocket.

The messages on the light screen are constantly updated, reporting the progress of the mission.

[No.49 team: Already arrived at the destination. ]

[No.48 team: Already arrived at the destination. ]

[No.47 team: Already arrived at the destination. ]

【.....】

Flashing messages kept popping up, each one a countdown to the end. Rex's palms were wet, Flynn silently wiped his weapon, Malcolm checked the drug reserves, and Aga stood aside with his arms crossed, with a strange-looking mechanical insect perched on his shoulder.

[No.1 team: Already arrived at the destination. ]

Watching the last line of words pop up on the screen, Ricks typed out a response with a solemn expression: [Team No.50: Already arrived at the destination.]

At this point, all the teams have assembled.

He looked at Aga: "It's time to start."

Aga nodded slightly, and the mechanical insect eyes on his shoulder lit up and sent a message to another place.

200 kilometers away from the Insect City, the captain put away the communicator and turned to look at the four members.

"Let's get started."

The plains, woodlands, mountains, and swamps farther away...

All the team leaders said in unison when they received the message: "Let's get started."

The Mecha City researcher in the team nodded expressionlessly, took out a box from his arms, and placed it on the ground. The box automatically unfolded when it touched the ground, revealing a multi-faceted platform made of metal inside. There were grooves carved on the edges, and a depression in the center.

The bloodline leader in the team said, "This doesn't look like an anchor point, but rather like some kind of teleportation array."

"This is indeed a teleportation array."

The member of the Mechanical City answered calmly, took out a black token and placed it in the center of the depression, then cut his wrist with a knife.

The blood that flowed out was extremely special, showing a viscous texture that was red to black. When the liquid flowed all over the platform, the black token in the center was soaked in the blood and glowed slightly.

On the western border, in the council chamber of Sevich.

The square table opened in the middle, projecting a detailed map in the air. As each team updated their reports, new instructions kept popping up on the map.

When the last team arrived, most of the 50 teams went dark, and the remaining nodes were connected by blue lines to form a huge teleportation array. With the City of Insects as the center, it exuded a strong aura. Only the center was still dim, as if waiting for something.

Looking at the map, Sevich said, "Let's get started."

Due to the recent deliberate actions of the western border, a large number of monsters have already gathered nearby. With Sevitch's order, the various siege teams launched an attack, and the two sides finally had their first open conflict.

In addition to these 20 nodes, the remaining 29 teams also turned on the devices.

Unlike the nodes, these mechanical devices exude an extremely sweet smell of blood. This is the essence of high-level bloodlines, enough to drive all monsters crazy.

The first to be hit was the 49th team which was closest to the Insect City.

Although the superiors did not say it explicitly, those who joined the plan had some premonition in their hearts. The difference was that they did not know whether they would be the ones selected. Looking at the pink smoke emitted by the device, the captain could not help but smile bitterly.

"Damn it, let's go, the monster is coming soon."

Even if the road ahead leads to certain death, the mission must be completed before death. The others turned around and followed his footsteps. In order to lure away these monsters, they must do their best to escape to the next team. As they walked, the Bloodline Healer sighed, "I think I know why they didn't tell us. If they really asked me to die, I might not have the courage."

"Now?"

"Well, I feel like I'm going to die soon, so I might as well make some contribution. Do you think people in the future will know what we did today?"

"I have no idea."

The captain drew his weapon, stared at the monsters that appeared not far away, and replied: "What we need to do now is to defeat them and move on to the next place."

A similar situation occurred in the teams responsible for the nodes, except that they had to wait for the researchers to input the coordinates.

The Mecha City researchers stood motionless in front of the device. Dan asked, "Are you ready? It's time for us to go."

The other person turned his back to him and shook his head: "No, this is just the beginning."

As he said this, he cut something open with great force, and a strong smell of blood emanated. It was a thin, blood-stained chip. The researcher bent over and carefully placed it into the anchor point, then said, "It's set."

Dan felt something was wrong, so he put his arm around the man's shoulders and said, "You—"

When the blond nobleman saw the specific situation in front of the researcher, his pupils suddenly shrank.

…

The strong smell of bait was still very clear even from a thousand miles away. After a while, Oleus saw teams of high-level insects transformed into scavengers and rushed out of the Insect City following the smell. He waited for a while until the insects flew away, then he emerged and rushed to the edge of the Insect City in the dark.

The red-haired young man climbed over the city wall swiftly without disturbing any insect dwellers.

"Go to hell, go to hell, it's all your fault, you are a butcher!"

"It hurts so much! Why don't you come with me? You should also try the feeling of having your body split open!"

The huge body of the puppet worm queen rolled in the blood wave, and the killed monsters cursed the murderer with hatred. Crazy curses came from the depths of the blood sea. The more blessings were used, the deeper these voices went into the mind, corroding the spirit.

The internal waste in his body took on a silvery hue, bringing with it the unique coldness of ore. The rustling of leaves and branches of ancient trees echoed in his mind, and the tip of his nose seemed to be lingering with the fresh morning mist of the mountains and forests, helping him stay awake amid the hatred and curses.

"call...."

If you want to lure the Queen of Insects out of her bedroom, you will have to pay a price.

The red-haired young man cut his wrists and pressed himself against the city wall, his pupils glowing a strange red. His blood was continuously absorbed by the city wall.

Puff, puff.

The sound of heartbeats gradually began to echo in the dead bricks, and blood continued to spread, as if it was nurturing an alien heart.

The queen, sitting in the palace, suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the edge of the city. There, a change that could not be ignored was happening. Foreign objects were trying to seize her control of the city, and the life characteristics of the people were disappearing rapidly.

The queen stood up. Deep within her seemingly normal human pupils were countless crystal faces. She adjusted her perspective, and each face corresponded to a bug. With the help of the eyes of the patrolmen on the city wall, she saw the bright red blood covering the ground.

The entire wall was covered with lumps of flesh and blood vessels, throbbing in the sight. Patrolling insects were immediately devoured and assimilated as soon as they came into contact with the flesh.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to provoke me like this."

The beautiful queen covered her lips and giggled, her expression becoming extremely terrifying.

The colorful insect wings behind him flapped, lifting his body up as if it were nothing.

"Hmm, hmm... What should I do? Even though the Royal Guards aren't here, since he's already at the door, it doesn't matter if I kill him, so I'll just kill him."

When He said this, the atmosphere of the entire Insect City changed. The Insects inside and outside the building looked at the city wall at the same time, with excitement on their faces.

The next second, a dense sea of ​​insects crawled out from the streets and the cracks in the doors and windows. Amelia covered her mouth and hid in the corner of the house trembling. The Black Mist believers wearing amulets stood at the door. From time to time, a few small insects crawled in from the cracks in the door, and after sensing the aura of the amulets on them, they crawled back out of the door.

So terrible, so terrible...

They are so naive!

Amelia was filled with despair. The queen didn't even have to fight, and she was able to overwhelm all the enemies with just her insects. Can they really defeat such a monster?

Aurelius remained motionless and drank the last bottle of potion.

It would be a waste to use up all the medicine now, but there would be no time to rest later.

"His blood is silver, and his bones are gold. And all that watered his bones and blood is his armor."

A large amount of blood gushed out, staining the skin red. All the insects that came into contact with the blood turned around and attacked their own kind, but this was not the end.

"Those who suffer and cry helplessly. Prisoners who were judged evil but never treated kindly; souls who never wavered in their beliefs; souls who were forced into despair."

The armor of Oreius is very peculiar. It gets weaker the more you fight. In other words, as long as you don't go crazy, Oreius's strength is hard to estimate.

The upper limit of his power depends on Mason's control. The curse will increase in power as the number of kills accumulates. In simple terms, the more people Oreius kills, the easier it is for him to go crazy. Once crazy, Mason will lose control of the vest.

A child who learns ancient martial arts can defeat an adult, but a madman holding a knife will only hurt others and himself without caring about anything. Under Mason's control, this vest can maximize its ability and minimize its cost, otherwise it will be easily killed by wheel battles.

This is why, before swallowing the Mother of Ten Thousand Stones, Mason always felt that this vest seemed to be getting harder and harder to use. Because the threshold of Oleus's madness was getting lower and lower.

But after receiving the power of two gods, this vest has been reborn. The power of the gods and the curse are mutually depleting. In this situation, Mason only needs to consider how to maximize the output. If he cannot pose a sufficient threat to the [Queen of Insects], the rest of the plan will be in vain.

The original body in the new town closed its eyes slightly and focused all its attention on the vest. The huge mental power brought by the growth of the World Tree was poured into the red-haired young man's body, making his senses so clear for the first time.

The chirping of insects.

The pervasive smell of blood.

The entire city was pouring out hostility towards him.

And there is a cold gaze from the center of the city.

The cold and malicious gaze penetrated the space barrier and stared at him through the eyes of all the insects. The red-haired young man licked his lips and smiled excitedly.

The grand stage has begun, but the growth of the World Tree still needs nourishment. If you don't do something big now, when can you expect to take action?

"——Please rest in the blood and fire, on a long and endless journey, with thorns on your body, waiting for the final repentance of the sinner."

"Don't be afraid. The punishment you receive is my punishment, and the sin you commit is my sin."

"From now on, I will walk with you into the depths of hell."

The sound of holy prayers rang out, and the entire magnificent city wall behind the sea of ​​insects suddenly stood up!

The solid city walls turned into giants made of stone and flesh, like the gods in mythology who towered over the heavens and earth, and stomped hard on the insect swarms that covered the sky and the earth.

A large number of insects were crushed into a bloody paste. The red-haired young man stood on the stone giant's shoulder and watched coldly as more insects climbed up the giant's legs.

The giants were big enough to kill many insects, but they were not able to deal with the tiny reptiles. But for Aurelius, this was not the end, but the beginning.

The Luo family souls hidden deep in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to sense something and looked up at the other side of the wall. The hazy starlight grew brighter, almost melting the transparent barrier and leaking out to every corner of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The master of the sea of ​​consciousness stood in front of the wall and looked up to see a star hanging on the other side. It exuded a strong bloody aura, and just looking at it almost burned the eyes.

He stretched out his hand towards the star, his fingers almost melting in the process. The green and silver light protected him, shielding him from the difficulty of passing through the obstacles, and finally holding the star.

During this process, the red-haired young man saw vaguely.

It was a sea of ​​blood and corpses, the remains of all creatures he had killed were piled up here, some human, some monster, intertwined and extremely terrifying.

The sky and the earth were all scarlet, and in the center, a huge old tree fell. It was split in half, and bloody sap flowed out of the gap. A figure sat on the tree, holding a snow-white long sword with thorn patterns in his hand, exuding endless evil.

Under the gaze of the red-haired young man, the crazy monster raised its head, and it was his face.

But he knew that this was just an illusion left in the divine nature. Just like the memory of killing the [Green Mist Tree], it could be the past of the gods, a few words or a story left behind. The owner of this divine nature chose to leave a piece of guidance.

"So you have inherited my godhood. You seem to be stronger than I thought."

He stared at Oleus, smiling, madly and evilly: "No more nonsense, do you have the intention to give up everything and turn into a monster?"

The red-haired young man looked at him steadily and said softly, "Of course."

"You agreed so straightforwardly. My power is not a good thing. They all called me an evil god, a foreign god, and called me a monster. They said I was an evil thing. In the end, all those upright gods died, but I can still see you."

"Power itself is neither good nor bad. What makes a difference is the person who uses it. Even if the nature of the [Holy Weapon] is evil, I can still use it to save people."

"Hahahaha! Interesting, too interesting! You have no idea what you're about to face! Everyone will be hostile to you, you will become an outcast of fate, a heretic in everyone's eyes!"

"So what?"

The red-haired young man asked back, as if this would not have any impact on him: "I am just doing what I think is right, not seeking recognition and rewards from others."

"Okay, okay! Are you a saint or a monster? It gives me chills!"

The monster laughed, his voice full of mockery: "I like your arrogant character, then as you wish, I will lend you my power -"

He jumped off the remains of the [Green Mist Tree], raised his sword and pointed it at the red-haired young man, with a murderous aura all over him.

"If you win, I'll lend it to you. If you lose, I'll kill you."