Zerg in the crystal wall world

The first time the God of Light came, the Lord began to observe his heart.

But I only saw a soul with a little timidity and fear.

It belongs to Angela. She is worried that the intimate relationship between herself and the pagan Wicker will be discovered by the Lord - you can still think of such a thing in a worm's nest. I have to say that this little girl is also a talent.

It seems that the God of Light only uses Angela as a puppet to speak, and does not really "attach" her.

"Don't you want to speak?" The God of Light spoke gently but firmly, "You are not an ordinary beast, right?"

After pondering for a long time, the Overlord was particularly skillful in using a Zerg-style narrative, word by word: "The powerful, not the prey, bring destruction."

This is also a kind of disguise. With the image of the insect swarm, it is impossible to pretend to be a kind and pure little white rabbit, but it is quite simple to pretend to be a rigid and simple fool.

"I have no intention of destroying you." The God of Light turned to comfort him, "It's just a small friction. You and I are the pillars of order and should support each other."

What are they?

Because what he said was so outrageous, the Overlord wondered if he was deliberately contradicting himself—how deep in his brain could he put the insect swarm into the order camp?

"Can't understand."

Seeing the Lord's appearance, the God of Light couldn't help but change his language to a younger one: "You just need to know that I have no ill intentions towards you, I just want to make friends with you - you know the concept of friends, right?"

"Insect swarm, close unity. Friendship, useless thing."

"Then form an alliance. We have the same enemy and should work together." The God of Light finally stated his purpose, "The elf you 'eat' is a dependent of the Moon God. She has the same power as me, but she doesn't Not as nice as me.”

If I didn't know the difference between high elves and wood elves, I would really believe it.

It turned out that he wanted to use the insect swarm as cannon fodder.

To be honest, as long as the "essence" of the insect swarm is not affected, the Overlord does not care about the casualties of the troops, which is nothing more than some organic matter. Even high-frequency death and reproduction will increase the mutation speed of the insect swarm, making it faster. Iterate.

But now, after the fighting power of the gods has been determined, it would be unwise to openly join in the battle between gods.

So the Lord flatly refused: "Your enemy is powerful and needs to be avoided."

It is impossible to make a covenant, especially with the God of Light, a notoriously cunning person. Not to mention this moment of getting along, just the insults against the God of Light in the Blue Blood Ring that were refreshed every day showed that he was not an easy person to get along with.

"Just avoiding the problem won't solve the problem."

The master still insisted on his opinion: "Prey, devour. The powerful, avoid. The insect swarm will always exist."

"It seems that we can't reach a consensus." The God of Light did not show much frustration - if he was really determined to form an alliance with the Overlord, he would not simply destroy the frontline base of the swarm.

If you can avoid being attacked from both sides, the trip will be worthwhile.

"Please be kind to my believers." The God of Light asked the Lord. "If you change your mind, you can contact me through her at any time."

It seems that just like the mechanical goblins, the insect swarm has another "living phone" here.

As the words fell, the field around Angela disappeared. The tentacles that had recovered controlled her again.

She will definitely be treated kindly. She has now become a key sample for the swarm to analyze the difference between "gods' favored ones" and "ordinary believers", and there is no room for error.

However, subsequent tests must not be placed here anymore.

The Overlord has finally discovered that all members of the Silver Hand team are poisonous, so he should put them as far away as possible.

As for the battle between the God of Light and the God of Moon...

This must be mixed up. It is best to make the divine war between the Moon God and the Light God extremely long and last for more than ten years... but it cannot be done openly.

The fungi and infected bodies in the now infected Holy See world have been integrated by the power of life.

The Hive Mind is vaguely connected to all the elves. It is too easy for the master to secretly do something in it...

Just when the Lord was thinking about what kind of posture he should make to rebuild the defense line of the frontline base without arousing the alertness of the God of Light.

A weak thought was caught by him: "Big insect, I want to surrender, come and pick me up..."

Mota? She finally woke up?

He asked the king insect, who had been monitoring Mota's status, to check her status at this time.

The master's expression suddenly changed drastically.

Nether Energy simply connected with Angela who was still praying: "Send a message to your god, I need to talk about the alliance again!"

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minutes ago.

An unknown wild world.

Mota slowly opened his eyes as the unicorn licked him.

Unicorn surprise: "Eh?"

Mota propped up his body, covered his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Something happened, and it's very serious."

After the nervous system was eroded, the nether energy came into closest contact with her soul, and the master was able to intervene more directly in her personality and memory.

At this time, she had already vaguely felt that her soul was no longer defenseless against the master.

If Motta continued to seal his mind, put himself in a deep coma, and let the unicorn run away, he would indeed be able to survive for a while.

But that makes no sense.

"Eh?"

"I can't help it," Mota shook his head, "But someone has it."

"Melita Boni, take me to one last place..."

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New world.

After the rainbow light, Mota and the unicorn came to an ordinary jungle.

But according to Mota's perception, there is a huge flow of life force under this featureless forest.

They are on the edge of an elven tribe.

This is a world where the only civilized population is high elves.

It is also the rear area of ​​Luna’s territory.

"Eh?" The unicorn looked a little embarrassed. It instinctively hated things related to gods.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay." Motta looked very confident.

But only she...and the king insect who was monitoring her mind knew what her true emotions were inside.

According to the intelligence collected by Mota during his adventures over thousands of years.

The relationship between the Son of Nature and the Tree Shepherd is very close, and the last Tree Shepherd in the world disappeared in the Moon God's territory.

Her act of actively searching for the Moon God was, to a certain extent, no different from throwing herself into a trap.

But this is her only hope.

The moon god will not let her go, and neither will the insect swarm. So, being exposed to both at the same time, and finding a glimmer of hope in the gap between the two sides, is her best choice.

But before that, Mota looked at the unicorn: "Melita Boni, can you help me go back to the tribe to get something?"

"Eh-er." The unicorn resolutely refused, even with some condemnation, "Eh-er!"

"No...how could I take you for a fool?"

"Err!"

"Okay, okay, you can see it. Then come with me..."

Mota sighed.

It would be okay if it falls into the hands of the Moon God. The unicorn has a special status in elven culture, and it will receive preferential treatment no matter what. But she couldn't guarantee how the leader of the swarm would treat it...

But the matter has come to this, and there is no other way. Although she is the leader of the contract between her and the unicorn, the latter's soul power is several times hers. If the unicorn firmly denies it, she cannot forcibly cut off the contract.

Motta completely threw away all suppression.

Under the dual stimulation of the Mota virus and the power of life, the surrounding trees began to abnormally deform and flourish.

Its quality is so high and its size is so terrifying that it even affects the life force cycle of the entire world.

Soon.

There are elves rushing out from the tribe.

After a "sense of peeping" emerged in my mind.

Mota knew that he had entered the "Moon God"'s sight.

Mota forced a smile and sent a message to the master in a brisk tone: "Big bug, I want to surrender..."

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