I live on Zerg

The flying ability of the rotting butterfly is far inferior to that of the winged insect. The winged worm is the overlord of the sky, but the rotten butterfly is the overlord of mind control.

However, most of the mind control of the rotten butterfly needs to use the eyes on their wings, but in such a foggy weather, the effect of mind control can only be weakened to the minimum.

"This winged insect is close to the level of a king insect, and I can feel his violent/chaotic spirit." The rotten butterfly kept circling and swooping in the air, and its sharp giant claws cut through the fog again and again. A deep scratch.

"Then what do we do now, we have no advantage in the air."

The rotting butterfly circled the winged insects calmly, the eyes on his wings released an extremely strange blue light in an instant, and the speed of the winged insects in the mist suddenly slowed down.

Under the influence of the rotting butterfly, the already extremely unstable wing worm became further insane, which made his ability to predict become inaccurate.

A majestic roar came from the mist: "Give me that cub!"

The misty voice of the rotten butterfly came from all directions: "Your insect nature has been wiped out, and you are not qualified to raise a male cub."

Wingworm was furious: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Rotten Butterfly: "Even as zerg, we can't hurt an innocent cub. There is no evil in him, and he will never be corroded by darkness. The pure white is like a white rose covered with dew. I won't hurt it." Allow any worm to harm him, and I will always protect his purity."

The pure Aozawa looked confused, he never knew he was pure...

Rotten Butterfly's ability cannot be fully utilized in foggy weather, and Black Territory City seldom gets foggy. When there is no fog, Rotten Butterfly is definitely the leading powerhouse in Black Territory City.

The Zerg with the mind control talent are all crispy skins, and the Creator is still very fair at certain times.

When the Rotten Butterfly's wing had another huge wound, his speed had already slowed down a lot.

If this goes on, the rotten butterfly will be torn to pieces by the zerg sooner or later. Lan Ze, who was staying in the rotten butterfly's collarbone fossa, broke free from the rotten butterfly's tentacles, spread its wings and turned into a blue streamer and flew in the opposite direction to the rotten butterfly.

The winged insects chased Lan Ze, and the seriously injured rotting butterfly wailed in the air, but the traces of the cubs had been covered by the mist, and everything they could see was white mist.

"Absolutely don't let the cub have an accident!"

The rotten butterfly dragged its broken wings and struggled to fly forward.

In the mist, Lan Ze desperately fluttered his little wings and flew forward, the live broadcast ball happily fluttered its golden wings and flew beside Lan Ze, the powder blue body of the ball shone with clear light in the mist.

This kind of light touched the chaotic memory of Wing Worm, and the remaining fragments of memory flashed across Wing Worm's mind. He thought of the golden sea, the deep blue sky, the sparkling cosmic galaxy and the brightly colored unfinished paintings .

The half-completed model was placed on the table, and an ancient and sacred voice said: "There is always light in the darkness, and hope should also be born in the destruction. Let's put a gorgeous coat and golden wings on the sinful body."

"Whoever controls it can decide the fate of the entire Zerg."

The long memory fragments recalled the winged insect's rationality, and the violent/chaotic spirit of the winged insect calmed down a bit. He looked at the brilliant blue light in front of him, and his majestic voice calmed down a lot: "I will not hurt you, as the rotting butterfly said. Said, we do not harm the innocent Zerg, and the little cub is undoubtedly the most innocent."

Lan Ze was panting heavily from exhaustion, and scolded out of breath in a soft, milky voice: "Fuck you, it's no wonder I believe you!"

Listening to the small sound of the cubs almost shattering, many females burst into tears.

The mountain-like muscular females wiped away their tears, tearfully sending bullet screens: "Little cutie Lan Ze is almost dying of exhaustion."

"How far can the soft little wings fly, my poor little bug woo woo woo"

"He is so small, why does this hateful winged insect just refuse to let him go!"

"That's right! It doesn't make a sound after swallowing it in one bite, why are you catching my bugs!"

"Every time Lanze cutie's live broadcast made me nervous, my eyes were swollen from crying during the last Xueyu live broadcast."

"This is the only family, just wipe the windows of your soul, woo woo woo woo"

"Since watching the live broadcast of Lan Ze's cutie, the windows of my soul have to be wiped every time..."

"Same world, same female old father, I'm dead..."

Wingworm stared at the ball, his confused memory told him that the little ball was dangerous, so he kept a certain distance from the cub.

Lan Ze's little wings can't soar thousands of miles, and his mind control talent can't be used in the fog. He wiped off his sweat, and tried his best to use the talent of space shuttle to run on the back of the winged insect again.

He hugged a vertical thorn tightly, panting heavily.

The little butterfly flew to his back!

The wingworm thought of the delicate wings of the little butterfly, and subconsciously reminded the cub: "The vertical thorns on my back are very sharp, be careful if they pierce your delicate little wings."

Lan Ze folded his wings and asked angrily, "What do you want to do?"

"There's a lot I want to do, do you want to hear it?"

Lan Ze pouted: "I'm not interested, it's not a good thing anyway."

Two hours later, the fog in Heiyu City gradually dissipated, and the sparse stars in the dark sky shone faintly.

The winged insect landed in a huge cave, Lan Ze flew down from his back, and flew in front of the winged insect.

The wingworm's head resembled a python's, and its two huge eyes looked at Aizen, with green fireflies flickering in its irises.

The cub is very, very small, but the pair of wings on his back are so strange and magnificent, the dark cave is full of bluish light, and the golden veins on his wings seem to have their own breath, continuously flowing divine golden light, making the cub Wingworms have the urge to worship.

There is no other such beautiful creature among the Zerg, and this is the only Bright Butterfly.

If the little butterfly is made into a specimen, the beautiful wings of the little butterfly will no longer be able to flap, the wings as soft as petals will lose the luster of life, and the round blue-gold eyes of the little butterfly will no longer be able to blink flexibly. Eyelashes like butterfly wings do not flutter.

The winged worm seriously examined the little worm cub in front of him.

Aozawa stared at him warily.

Hidden in the black mist, the king worm narrowed his blood-red eyes dangerously, and the vertical pupils had shrunk into a thin black needle.

Wingworm tilted his head and looked left and right around Lan Ze, and the more he looked, the more he felt that every part of the cub was very pleasing to the eye.

The cub will grow up, and it may be countless times more beautiful than it is now. It would be a blasphemy to art to make him a specimen now, and blasphemy of art is an unforgivable felony.

Wingworm hesitated.

The wingworm flinched.

Wingworm sighed sadly, his eyes as big as the manhole cover drooped, and he was very dejected.He scratched his paw, and said very irritably: "You should go to bed at this time, the cub should go to bed early and get up early, staying up late is not good for your health."

Aozawa: "..."

Forget it, the mutated Zergs are not very able to communicate, and the Mr. Rotten Butterfly I met is the only one that is relatively normal.

Lan Ze reluctantly picked up the backpack on his back and took out the flower cake that Mr. Fudie gave him. He unpacked and ate one, and whispered to the camera: "I think the taste of this flower cake is weird."

The females sent out bullet screens with tears in their eyes: "Zai Zai, the stuffing inside is rotten..."

Lan Ze looked at the bullet screen on the light screen, the flower cake in his mouth was stuck in his throat, and the tears that choked him came out.

He hurriedly picked up the small water bottle in his backpack and took a sip of water, before swallowing the flower cake with great effort.

But in the eyes of wingworms, the little butterfly who just finished eating the flower cake is tearfully drinking from a small kettle, which is not as big as his nostrils.

A solitary bug, the dark blue trouser legs and black boots are dirty, the white vest and the silver-gray coat also have some stains, the white and tender bun face is turned into a small flower from left to right The cat looks so pitiful.

Such a little worm cub ran to Heiyu City alone, the guardian worm at home might mistreat him.

This is simply the annihilation of worms and the loss of morality!

At this moment, the winged worm, whose worm nature was devoid of any dregs, moved a little bit of compassion. He moved his claws, and pulled out a reader as thin as a piece of paper from the gap in the worm shell of his abdomen, and said in a low voice: " Don't cry, let me tell you a worm story."

What?

Aozawa was messed up.

It may be that his superficial soul can't keep up with the winged insect's profound thoughts, he silently drank a small sip of water, and looked at the winged insect with eyes that looked mentally retarded.

Wing Worm subconsciously understood this look as a look of anticipation. For some reason, he was a little shy, and told the story of the worm in his deep low voice with a bit of shyness.

"In the universe, the Zerg thinks that they are unique intelligent creatures in the world. When technology develops rapidly and the prosperity of the Zerg reaches its peak, an indescribable disaster comes. At the beginning of the disaster, the spirit of the Zerg who has witnessed the disaster Disorder appeared, and in their fragmented ravings, Calamity was the black mist in the abyss, the blood-red giant eyes that suddenly appeared in the endless darkness."

"No Zerg knew his face. The Zerg who had been exposed to disasters began to go crazy, and the darkness eroded them, turning them into monsters with great power but gradually losing their minds."

"The Zerg who pursued power began to look for disasters. In the hearts of the Zerg, this is a high-dimensional intelligent creature that is incomprehensible and incomprehensible. The Zerg cannot understand its thoughts, just like ants cannot understand our thoughts, but it Possess the magical power to change the genetic sequence."

"So some Zerg began to look for his footprints, calling him in various incredible ways. When they finally glimpsed its existence, they willingly stepped into the darkness and used the power they got to start the carnival before revenge."

Wing Worm's tone gradually became serious, obviously he was also obsessed with this story.

"While staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you. The Zerg who gained power fell into infinite pain. They forgot the happiness they once had, and deepened the pain they once had. Their insect nature began to disappear, and they became slaves at the feet of disaster. .”

"It has always existed, and the spreading black mist will cover the entire Zerg race. This invincible race has become a toy in his hands, and the world is about to be overturned."

The wingworm's voice was getting deeper and deeper, and the voice echoed in the dark cave, which sounded a bit scary.

Lan Ze held the small kettle and blinked his eyes and said, "Then this calamity is quite idle."

The wingworm raised its eyelids and glanced at him, shaking its huge snake head and said: "Suppose you are very bored, and you find an ant nest at this time, and you pour hot tin water into the ant nest on a whim, and cool it down in the tin water." It will become a very ornamental ant nest model in the future. Is it meaningful for you to do all this, but it’s just because it’s boring.”

"Then I can understand what you said. This story is quite dark, so what happened then?" Lan Ze asked, leaning on his chin.

Wingworm carefully held the small reader with the tip of its claws, and continued to read: "When the Zerg's extinction came, the Zerg finally realized their own insignificance. They put away their arrogance and begged humbly."

"The nameless calamity opened its blood-red eyes from the abyss, and it made all the calamities into seven childish toys, prolonging this terrible game."

This story finally aroused Lan Ze's interest: "What are these seven toys?"

Wing Worm shook his head again, and said in a low voice, "I don't remember anything else, I just remember that one of the toys is a twelve-sided Rubik's cube."

The author has something to say: I am a coding bug with no emotions...

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