The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

The female is asleep.

Quiet and peaceful, the wings are docile and drooping, like a silver cloak.

The Zerg are stingy in showing their wings. Wings are the strongest weapon, but also their weakness.

Or, □□trigger point.

Huai Lisen wanted to show his favor to Evan, but the time in this small room became extremely long in the dark gap.

The first thing he wanted to overcome was the tiredness and boredom during the retreat.

The young Mianxia buried his head on the table, concentrating on it, and didn't even look at him until Huaili fell asleep.

Late at night, the hourglass is ticking, making ancient sounds different from clocks.

All electronics fail here, Evan is used to it.

He raised his eyes from the quiet meditation, and his gaze swept across the face of the female worm illuminated by the candlelight. Most of the objects in the retreat room were old, heavy and dull.

But the female's wings are as light as mist, like a river under the moonlight, dotted with silver light, he is docile enough, very bright, like a piece of silver tableware that has been wiped clean, or a vase used to decorate a room.

Queen.

The word crossed my mind.

Evan sighed softly, and the light golden thread of mental power enveloped Huaili secretly, preventing him from being polluted.

With a deep expression on his face, after confirming that Huaili Sen had fallen into a deep sleep, he closed the book and stood up.

The quill was placed on the table casually, and Evan walked lightly, walking to the door that was always closed and stained with evil and filth.

Squeak.

A very small tremor.

Those hands were firmly propped on the huge door, and it was pushed open little by little, and the figure in the long robe walked into the door, until the door was slowly closed and it was tightly seamed.

A ray of extremely faint breath overflowed from behind the door, but it collapsed invisible under the strangulation of the thread of mental power.

The sleeping female just felt an extremely cold and dark wind blowing by, frowned, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Behind the door is a broken abyss.

The isolated island is surrounded by stormy waters, but there is no fishy smell of water here.

The faint light obscured the sight, and from where Evan stood, the darkness was boundless, and it seemed that a terrifying and huge beast was dormant.

A gust of cold wind blows from an invisible distance.

Evan's face was expressionless, and the hard soles of his boots stepped on the bluestone slabs, making echoing slaps.

The rustling sound was like snickering and chanting, there were faint whispers behind the ears, it seemed that an invisible hand was pulling the hem of the clothes, touching the skin, and it was cold as soon as it was touched.

Beside the abyss, a winding downward step looks like a gray and white snake in the black river, leading straight to the ground.

Evan walked up the steps with steady steps.

The underground palace was built very early, about 300 years ago, which was the beginning of the chaotic era. If you read the history books, it is not difficult to find that PA and the polluted area have almost accompanied the development of the entire Zerg civilization.

The steps spiraled down the cliff, and the cold wind was like sticky tentacles.

The closer you get to the ground, the more humid the air, and the salty smell of sea water is mixed with the smell of rotting cuttlefish.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, and the oxygen is getting less and less.

Under the abyss, the filthy air almost condensed into substance.

The dark cliff is covered with black to purple moss. If you look carefully, there are pairs of malicious eyeballs wriggling in the moss.

Evan's face remained unchanged, but when those eyeballs tried to touch his robe, the pale golden threads of mental power crushed them instantly.

Like smashing a tomato, or peeling an orange.

For a moment, black juice overflowed, screams and wailing were about to pierce the eardrums, and more and more squirming eyeballs rubbed against Evan.

The crackling sound was mixed with a scalp-numbing scream.

Evan wiped off the black blood that was accidentally stained on his face, calmly as if wiping away dust.

pat.

The last step came to an end.

Evan's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and he was able to distinguish that faint light source.

Waves of black tide surged onto the shore, and at the end of the stairs of the underground palace was an underground lake that could not be seen beyond the horizon.

Standing at the end of the steps, there will be a kind of fear spontaneously, as if some kind of monster that cannot be peeked is hidden in the lake, and the next moment it will stretch out its tentacles and completely devour the Zerg who dare to look directly.

The squirming eyeballs dragged the purple mucus and approached Evan quietly.

The pale golden threads of spiritual power crushed them without hesitation, leaving only the smallest eyeball rolling and crying in the blood that has not yet coagulated.

Evan was expressionless, before the mental force tore it apart.

A long, ancient sigh fell on the male's ear.

The violent wind and waves lifted the surface of the lake, and it seemed that something invisible stood up from the lake and swam from the dark side.

The lake water rippled shallowly.

A huge gloomy black dead wood emerged from the water, it was the tip of the iceberg of PA's huge body, a plump and fat tentacle, and it seemed to be a patchwork of sarcoma.

Countless eyeballs full of malice and hostility squirmed and screamed like tadpoles. After seeing Evan, they rushed back and dragged their black blood tails into the lake.

Plop plop.

It wasn't until most of the eyeballs fell off that the tentacle slowly squirmed, and tissues resembling facial features grew on the top.

The mucus and lumps of flesh are rolled up, and the sound it makes cannot be described in words, like the cry of a newborn baby, or like the dryness and dryness of an old bug when it is old. When speaking, it is like a sharp knife hitting a stone, or hitting a drum with a hand.

It slowly dwarfed, and the smell of dampness and stench came to the face,

The distorted facial features and Evan face to face, trying to express joy, a wriggling eye screamed and fled, falling to the ground.

"I'm so glad you're back," it smiled and shook its body: "But my children are afraid of you, Sissel."

Sissel was Evan's real name, but he didn't want to use it.

The male insect lowered its eyes, stepped on the eyeballs that kept wriggling after falling, and the newly born pollutants were extremely fragile, bursting on the soles of Evan's feet, making a soft puffing sound: "My wings."

"Ciselle, I thought you were going to be out for a long time."

Its regretful sigh penetrated the eardrums and reached the depths of his mind, and Evan's spiritual lake trembled slightly.

It said so, the voice was filled with countless emotions, and Evan heard different voices.

They chattered, attached to PA's body, and looked at Evan through those squirming eyeballs.

Many males dare not go deep into the underground palace, because of such ubiquitous peeping and malice, they can easily shake the lake of mental power of the males, and then go crazy uncontrollably.

The light source in the lake is getting closer and closer, and the invisible force pushes the pale golden light to swim from the depths.

Look carefully with the light source.

Only then will you find that there is no water in the lake, or that there is no lake at all.

Spreading all over the ground, rippling are countless tadpole-like eyeballs, dragging their black blood tails, squeezing and devouring each other.

Or as big as a whale shark, or as small as a mote of dust.

They squeezed and fled where the pale golden light passed, but were squeezed into the center of the light by other black eyeballs.

Bang.

The eyeballs burst into a foul-smelling thick paste, but the tentacles in front of Evan trembled comfortably.

The light was getting closer and closer, and Evan's spiritual thread became active all of a sudden.

The black eyeballs shoved the light, and when they reached the steps, they dispersed one after another, revealing a large open space.

Evan walked down the steps and onto the white sand.

The pale golden wings are as thin as gold leaf, and there is a layer of shimmer. If you look closely, the wings are transparent, but within the veins, there are countless threads of spiritual power.

There are dark bloodstains at the root, and a section of white wing bone.

Dig out the wings to find the bone and the cartilage between the bones.

Evan lowered his eyes, his spiritual power wrapped the wings, removed the rot, and the wings were wrapped in his arms, as light as velvet.

The lake of mental power in his mind suddenly expanded, rushing like an inexhaustible waterfall.

Pale golden silk threads appeared one by one, and the eyeballs within ten meters of Evan frantically surged back, leaving a large open space.

The face twisted and approached Evan, chuckling: "Ciselle, you will never have wings again, will you feel sad?"

"will not."

Evan hugged his wings with a cold face.

PA twisted the sarcoid, a blood-red eyeball popping out of a black socket.

It whispered, "Have you seen the world outside?"

Evan nodded.

"It must be beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yes."

The sarcoma on PA's body began to grow new eyeballs again. It twisted its body in a dull manner, and the light golden thread of mental power passed through the sarcoma, crushing the immature black tadpoles.

PA sighed comfortably, leaned out his body, and got closer to Evan: "You are really different from Lu Shaoshu. You are so gentle and amiable, but he is a liar and a ruthless guy."

In addition to the diary, the predecessor left a letter to his successor, describing various uses of spiritual power.

It is mentioned that in the 100th year after entering the underground palace, his spiritual power explored to the boundary, and he walked under the abyss for the first time.

[There are no other adjectives, I thought those eyeballs were underground lakes, knock Li Ma, I jumped off the steps, knock Li Ma]

A lot of content was crossed out in the middle, and only at the end was bolded, leaving a sentence [extremely disgusting]

Based on a few words in other manuscripts and annotations later, Evan roughly pieced together the process.

After jumping off, there were bursting eyeballs everywhere, and the predecessor made a mistake and walked to a huge hill.

The dark red skin is covered with countless huge eyeballs, new eyeballs grow on the eyeballs, and finer eyeballs grow on the new eyeballs.

From the messy notes and the crazy narration with exclamation marks, Evan can feel the collapse of his predecessor, every word is telling, it is better to let him die.

Because at that time, senior Lu Shaoshu happened to bump into PA's main reproductive organ.

The eyeballs bred in those organs will also explode.

Senior Lu Shaoshu, who ascended to heaven in situ, and the PA bombed, opening the first communication with the source of pollution.

Senior Lu Shaoshu's first conversation with the PA ended badly, and it wasn't until a long time later that he stepped into the abyss for the second time.

Evan came back to his senses from the memory, the tentacles had erected more than half of his body from the lake, and in the darkness, the terrifyingly huge body was low.

"Have you made up your mind, Sissel."

Evan's face was cold. Facing the distorted face, he didn't flinch at all: "I don't think two civilizations can depend on each other. The Zerg and you have no symbiotic relationship."

PA approached Evan and laughed hoarsely: "Ciselle, you ended the peace with your own hands."

"My friend, do you want the underground palace to exist forever, and my child and you will always have an endless relationship?"

"You can see that I am giving in, Sissel. I let the children kill each other, squeezed the living space, and returned a large piece of land. Isn't this enough to show my sincerity?"

Evan was expressionless, and reminded lightly: "You just don't have the energy to expand the polluted area because they multiply too much."

PA stood up abruptly, shaking off his black eyeballs, the distorted face suddenly approached, and his voice was terrifying: "It's because Lu Shaoshu lied to me that I fell into such endless reproduction."

Evan stepped back slightly: "I don't think seniors will lie to you, no Zerg can lie in front of you."

PA's distorted face froze: "He didn't lie, but he still lied to me."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Evan's mouth.

PA said: "But relatively speaking, I can't lie to you, you can believe every word I say."

The tentacles twisted, countless newborn eyeballs fell, and there was a clattering sound.

It said: "This planet is huge, at least when I landed, and the Zerg only occupy a small part. I can go to the wasteland to reproduce without interfering with you."

Evan stared coldly at the blood-red eyeballs.

The eyeballs rolled around, from the top of the head to the chin, and slowly squirmed into the open mouth.

It doesn't use vocal cords, but resonates with the male's mental power.

"After your ancestors landed themselves, they filled in countless males to build this cage, but they still couldn't completely curb [pollution], although I don't want to call my children that."

"Cissell, they've never been willing to listen to me."

"They thought I was an aggressor, but really, I was just a wandering hiker who found a place to dock."

"I am willing to regard this planet as my hometown and you as allies. Haven't you been treated as domestic animals?"

"The history of Zerg is a history of resistance and unity. You should understand the feeling of being oppressed and enslaved the most."

Evan lowered his eyes, and the wings in his arms shimmered, as if they were alive.

In the history books, this planet is called Salem.

The superweapon thousands of years ago created a terrible catastrophe, destroyed most of the land, and made the civilization continue to regress, which is still unsurpassed.

This also creates a weird scene where imperial civilization and advanced technology are compatible.

The Zerg was originally the food of the mermaids in captivity. The cataclysm caused the sea water to boil, and the mermaids almost disappeared. On the contrary, the Zerg living on the desolate island escaped the radiation of the super weapon and gradually multiplied.

The Zerg race has more females than males and is cruel and cold. Although it is difficult to reproduce, they are talented in combat. They occupy the vast and fertile green pine plains and build towns on the ancient ruins of the past.

But after the catastrophe, PA also followed, entangled to this day.

Seeing that Evan remained unmoved, PA said solemnly: "You have seen the glory of the recovery era with your own eyes, are you willing to destroy it?"

There was a trace of dignity on Evan's face: "What do you mean?"

PA said: "Lu Shaoshu is dead, his deterrence to me no longer exists, the deadlock has been broken, and it only takes 100 years to control the reproduction, and I can make my children active in the plains again."

"And you, Sissel, you can't deceive me again in Lu Shaoshu's way."

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