Doomsday Egg

Doubt whose child Lilith is!

"Absurd... simply absurd..."

A bizarre conjecture came into being.

Perhaps, just like the arrival of Cole, the child I have always regarded as my sister came from a similar "oval"...

"Hehe, hahaha, finally understand?"

The boy with different pupils laughed strangely, and then shook his skinny wrist, and the girl's head bounced to the ground like a dropped ball. Ke Lan was surprised, and the boy made a movement that made his eyes pop even more—— Stepped up.

"You bastard...?!"

Just as he was about to rush forward, the winged butterfly on the young man's back spread out, and Kelan's concentrated strength disappeared in an instant, and he was so weak that he half knelt down.

"Hey, why are you so excited, she's not your sister at all, but something hatched from the woman who stole the egg of NIT-0-II, a sad existence with birth defects like me..."

Egg of NIT-0-II...?Birth defects?That's why Lilith has such a serious illness, so...

She is simply a monster like Cole and the guy in front of her...?

Impossible, how could such a thing happen, because she is so pure and beautiful...

She is the only light I can see in this world!

"I don't understand what you're talking about at all, so I don't care, Lilith...give Lilith back to me!"

Kelan tried his best to support his limp body, stretched out his arms to grab the head trampled by the young man, and finally pulled the hair, but at that moment he was startled by the girl's ferocious face—the extremely bloodshot and abrupt eyes , full of sharp fangs, is this really Lilith?

He has completely lost it.

"What a stubborn guy, but I know why that woman took you away. The implication of rigid thinking and old antiques works best," the boy with different pupils shook his head, "But thanks to you, I can get from III Recapturing the throne on behalf of there...It's really ironic, obviously you should be enemies fighting for the throne, but he chose you as his host."

Throne...enemy...overlord?

Kelan still couldn't quite understand what the other party was saying, but when he heard the word host, he was shocked, and Cole's little face with a flattering expression flashed in his mind.

something is wrong.

He must have made a mistake.

Think about it carefully, if, as this guy said, Lilith is the experimental subject of the II insect king, then it should be natural for her and Cole to attack each other, right?But I take it for granted that Lilith is weak, isn't it too conceited?And... the boy with different pupils said that he is also someone who is vying for the throne, so maybe... Cole's attack on Lilith was to protect himself?

"Cole, where's Cole?"

Realizing that he had wrongly blamed the child, an inexplicable sense of guilt welled up spontaneously. Kelan supported himself and tried to get up from the ground, looking around for the figure that was very similar to himself.

"I'm looking for it now, isn't it too late?" The boy with different pupils gave a strange smile, "The war between NIT-0 was decided from birth to either you or me. Why do you think I can get the original belongings? His power? That's because he's dead."

"……die?"

Kelan froze his figure.

Cole... dead?

How is it possible... Impossible, impossible, impossible!

He, the host, is still alive and well, and that guy who is constantly absorbing nutrients from himself—how could the guy who got cheap and behaved like this just disappear?

Is it because...

{Don't you want me?Don't you need me anymore? }

{Ah yes!No, not from start to finish, you're a liability, a monster, nothing would have happened without you! }

By the way, at that time, he seemed to have said some hurtful things when he was angry... That guy showed a desperate expression because of this...

"Stupid...fool...why do you have to be serious about one or two angry words..."

What is there in me that deserves your persistence?

Isn't it easy for you to kill me, eat me, and replace a dozen, hundreds, or thousands of hosts?

Why are you pretending to be infatuated, you are simply a brat who doesn't even know what love is!

Cursing inwardly, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Kelan's mouth, and beside the unnaturally protruding folds, an unfamiliar transparent liquid slid down.

【So, do you still want me? 】

It took him a long time to confirm the familiar voice that sounded in his mind...

That doesn't come from memory.

ACT72: crown

"The overall situation has been decided, and the new king will rule the world."

Seeing the scene of the boy with different pupils confronting Kelan from the monitor, Prada was overwhelmed with pride. He turned to Tang, who was still waiting for an opportunity with a vigilant face, and raised his eyebrows sarcastically.

"Is it too early to make a judgment now? Let such a monster become the king of this world, what good can you do?"

Tang, who was also glancing at the monitor, squeezed a cold sweat secretly, while sorting out ideas in his mind that could help him get out of trouble.

"... A monster? A king? You say he...? Huh, it's just a sad experiment," Prada's face pulled down when he mentioned the young master of my family, his expression was icy cold, "A life circle is only in a cage." Birds, besides longing for gorgeous feathers, can expect him to have any non-narrow thoughts, and crown him, but he can only be a pawn and a puppet."

Chess pieces, puppets...?

It was widely rumored that the branch family had an affair with the young master of the main family, so it turned out to be such a... relationship.

Tang suddenly felt a sense of epiphany.

The last piece of the puzzle is here!

A relationship that is too close will, on the contrary,...not see the essence clearly.

"Hehe, what a conspirator," said Tang flatteringly, but Tang shook his head in regret, and put down his raised hand while talking, ignoring the movement of the man in white next to him, and pulled the monitor screen closer. "It's just a pity, I don't know who the real chess pieces are?"

"……What do you mean?"

Prada frowned tightly, as if she was very displeased with Tang's provocative tone.

"It's too conceited. Haven't you ever doubted that taking back the throne of the third generation is his original intention as the first generation of insect king?"

Tang zoomed in on the picture, and pointed at the young man who was holding Kelan under him in the picture—at this moment, the wings on his back suddenly flapped, his hands pinched the neck of the person under him, and the messy hair that was originally hanging on his cheeks , was blown up by the fluctuating airflow, revealing the thin face and the pupils of different colors, the eyes that have always only had a mechanical response, rippling with anticipation and excitement, and the mouth repeated the same sentence over and over again——

【I only want you】

As long as... the hand of the devil?

"Could it be that……"

Seeing the two people in the up-and-down posture, with identical but oppositely positioned pupils of different colors, Prada opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"Among the series of events that led to the birth and disappearance of Generation III, there is a mysterious figure who has always played the role of a key link. Have you never doubted his identity?"

Mysterious...has always played a key role...

People who don't know their identities...

only……

Shamantling.

That notorious informant!

"Now you still dare to say that he is a caged bird who can only be a puppet king?"

It was him, it turned out to be him! !

From the very beginning, everything was his layout—for the ultimate goal of getting the Devil's Hand!

"Impossible...it's impossible...he's plotting against me, and he's been plotting against me all this time?!"

Prada could no longer maintain his pretended calm, snatched the gun from the people around him, and rushed out the door roaring.

"Master!" "Wait!"

Seeing the boss running away, his subordinates were in a mess, and they all followed after with their soles scrambling.

Tang stood where he was, and quietly let out a breath.

"...Okay, I've finished all the things you told me, so it's time to return my things to me?"

"I just want you... I just want you... I just want your life! Give me your life, and I'll be complete!"

Words that sounded like a curse.

What appeared in front of him was the appearance of a crazy predator.

On the neck, there are thin but not weak claws.

Life is passing, but miraculously, without a trace of fear.

Kelan looked up quietly, and what he saw through the tyrant was the person who made him think so much...

Oh no, to be precise, not humans.

The guy who was born from that small box and grew to a big guy by his own hands, maybe, like the guy in front of him, is just an experimental product, but...

Different.

From the beginning to the end, the child named Kolfett was a unique existence in his mind, but he was unwilling to admit it.

However, what should he call this special feeling for him?

like?Love?

Perhaps not so apt, not so noble sentiments...

But something more pure.

what is it then……?

"Can you tell me?"

When muttering out the question in his heart, he realized that his voice was so hoarse and weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Tell you? Tell you what, you won't start to think about the third generation that has already turned into blood, don't you think about the loser, as long as you give me your life, we can reintegrate into one body and become one." Become the most powerful king, then the whole world will be ours!"

The boy with different pupils let out a mocking laugh, while waving his sharp claws, he tore the clothes of the person under him, leaving bloodstains on the strong body.

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