Xia Li widened her eyes in horror. At the end of the space that was constantly spreading and derived, she vaguely saw a shadow, and there was a slight fluctuation at the end of the vision and the gray fog. She also vaguely felt a familiar and dangerous spiritual pressure.

But then, the wisp of heart-warming fluctuations disappeared silently in the gray fog. The changes in the blink of an eye even began to suspect that this was just her illusion.

She withdrew her horror expression and glanced at the surroundings suspiciously. However, there was still an indescribable gray fog in her field of view, and she could not see clearly at the place ten meters away.

The young master clearly knew something. She thought about her current problems seriously and thought about everything.

The pupa opposite seemed to have not realized the change in Xia Li's expression. Of course, maybe she is now a pupa, and there is no organ like the eyes. The luster flashed lightly and darkly in the purple-red gap on the pupa carapace, like a swaying ghost fire.

That is a dark voice that does not belong to human words, but is more like a strange murmur: "I am the master of the swarm. I am the brain of the swarm. I am the will of the swarm. However, in the eternal era, I finally realized a truth that even with my eternal life form, there are limits."

"What the hell do you want to say?" Xia Li glanced at the other party, but still derived her perception into the grey fog.

"I am the master, Miss Charamil, and I am just the master. Such a traditional master has its limits, and I need more possibilities from you. So, my father, Earl Salvin, reached a deal."

"trade……"

"Yes, why can't the independent individual representing humans and the highest will representing the swarm bee colony bee? This is a possible fusion of the advantages of both parties, and we can also contact the mystery of mysticism from a natural and independent individual perspective. This is one of the ways for the evolution of the entire population, and I firmly believe in this." The master said: "What's more, you were about to die at that time. In this transaction, Count Salvin and you didn't have to pay anything. You just used your dying life to make a gambling, and used your future light that was about to be extinguished to be a possibility."

"I should thank you so much, is that right?" Xia Li sneered.

"There is actually no concept of thanks in my consciousness. However, I do not reject positive emotional feedback. Or rather, it is because of the transaction provided by your father that I can understand everything about you from this emotional feedback. Miss Charamil, emotions are the gate to the soul, and the soul is the gate to the truth of mysticism, is that?"

Xia Li spat: "XX is the door to the depths of the soul. Why don't you try it?"

The Lord may not hear it, or perhaps he did not understand it, but just continued to talk: "The Snake of the World is arranging your destiny, and your father has also arranged your destiny. Embrace all this. Miss Charamir, unite together, we can set off a catastrophe in this universe. We can seek evolution in the catastrophe, and we can pursue eternity on the side of the truth in evolution."

"Hahaha, so, have you figured out who hugged whom?"

"You can only understand everything if you do it. Then, Miss Charamil, are you ready?"

"It's ready." Charlie put away all the resentment and anger in her heart and whispered: "I offer myself to the dominant will of the only swarm. I will follow the evolution of the population and seek the path of prosperity and evolution. Let the great supreme will guide my future."

At this moment, she had indeed completely dispelled all the violent emotional fluctuations that made her lose her mind, and allowed her soul and the empty spiritual world to resonate peacefully.

Since this monster said that emotions are the gate to the depths of the soul, then I will close the gate.

Anyway, in the spiritual battle of the psychics, whoever breaks the defense first will lose. This is already common sense in the field of mysticism.

...Yes, in the field of mystics, I, a half-baked human, is an expert, while the other party is just a half-baked guy who comes to take advantage of the hot topic. When Charlie thought so, her reason and momentum immediately began to climb up. She finally looked up at the latter, silently recited a quiet rune, and then knelt down silently, posing in a flawed position, and lowered her head and face to cover her head and face in the shadow.

The purple-gold pupa continued to flash with a charming cold light, connecting the indescribable consciousness "represented" a population into the gray fog space formed by consciousness.

"Will our destiny be permanently linked to the future of a brand new civilization?"

Xia Li had no hesitation, no joy or sorrow, and her emotions entered a permanent silence: "I am extremely eager for this. However, you cannot represent this race and are not qualified to discuss the future."

"None of us has the qualifications. Miss Charamir."

The master had a very brief pause. Then, the strange purple light finally penetrated into the gray space. Then, in the gray world where he could not see his fingers, the outline of the Mohu Lake emerged bit by bit, forming spectacular ups and downs, just like the strokes of the gods finally began to outline the mountains.

Immediately afterwards, the field covered with mucus and fungi tissues seemed to grow directly from the mist in the void, supporting the huge insect pupa swaying in the gray fog, and also relied on Xia Li, who was closed with her eyes.

The ground where these mucus and mycelium tissues spread out form the growing environment that the insects love most. In such an environment, they are like lying in the safest mother body, they lie dormant, hatch, grow and evolve.

Yes, for insect swarms, a fungal blanket filled with nutrients and genetic molecules is the cornerstone of their homes. In the long run, before the dominant awakens, the insect swarms can only hide in all the rare corners of the universe. However, whether it is caves, rocks, swamps, deep seas, or even high-temperature planets and toxin planets that most creatures cannot stand on, these fungal blankets will silently fill, derive and transform the world.

Now, in this gray spiritual world, a large-scale home of insect swarm is about to take shape.

Shali felt all this change, and also felt the voice without emotion and vitality, and exhaled two sounds in her mind.

"Zerot! Solinger!"

These treacherous and dark notes seem to constitute some indescribable and meaningless words, but for Charlie, it seems to contain indescribable mysterious and profound mystery, as if it can guide it into the eternal eternity of the tribe. At that moment, she seemed to see the past and future of this tribe, from the budding appearing in the underwater mycelium to being discovered by existence at a higher latitude, and then slowly grow new emotions.

"Thank you, my substitute." Xia Li spoke in her consciousness. She decided to call her the other person.

"No, I should be thanking you. Thank you too. Miss Charamil, my substitute, my half body, my past. Our population represents another direction of civilization development. Do you believe this?"

"Yes! My substitute."

"The civilization composed of social mammals will eventually be destroyed by their individual selfishness. Such civilizations have their limits after all! The civilizations of the previous generation have proved this. Their existence will only continue with murder and civil war forever. Their existence will become the nourishment for our evolution. Miss Charamir, are you willing to admit this?"

Charlie also had a brief stagnation, but her overall mood still seemed stable and calm: "My substitute, what was the civilization of the previous generation like? Aren't it all you say what you say?"

"Your hesitation, your mercy, and your sentimentality are only part of the fragility of human beings. However, the people we are evolving do not need these extra things. From now on, this will be the last time I call you. Charamil Emma Salvin. In your language, this seems to have an eternal meaning. Does this mean that person's indefinite expectation for you? From today on, you should forget this name."

The girl, once called "Charamil Salvin", now half of the worm masters raised their heads in the consciousness space and suddenly opened their eyes. At this moment, the dim yellow vertical child, which seemed to be boiling sulfur, was full of madness and tyranny, at this moment, had completely turned into a round Tongren belonging to humans, presenting a blue light.

She did not look at the purple worm pupa in front of her, the bacterial carpet covering the entire world, and the alien insects gradually solidified from the bacterial carpet. She stared at her heart, and then untied the warmest world in her heart.

She felt that the new world had begun to be structured and was located in the world of insect swarms. It was a small aristocratic city, located in the deepest part of the mountain stream. On both sides of the mountain stream were staggered houses, forming a mountain town divided into two sides of the mountain.

A blue tiles and stone paved to cause the road to grow from outside the mountain stream to the interior, passing through the buildings on the ramps on both sides, and connecting to the lakeside of the clear highland flat lake.

This is her hometown. She grew up here. She spent the best childhood here.

Now, the town has disappeared, and all traces of civilization are buried in the lush mountains and vegetation. As for the city that carries all his childhood memories, it is completely buried in the deep pool.

However, such a rural lakeside town on a remote planet, it descended into the world of insects like an eternal temple.

At that moment, she felt the mood swings on the other side. Sadness, regret or anger were just flashes of emotions. However, this was indeed fluctuating, and it was a humanized expression.

Yes, this is melting. When the will of the swarm is affecting itself, it is also affecting the other party.

But, I am me! She said in her heart.

"My name is Charlie!" she spoke loudly.

The other half of the will of the insect swarm did not try to speak again, and once again tried to shock it with inevitable integration, and threatened her with the will of the group unity to represent a creature and a sense of oppression of civilization.

However, Xia Li stretched out a hand. The "integrated will" began to stagnate, forming her spiritual offensive and defensive system.

She used to believe that "integrating will" is actually the ability to dominate the population, not a psionic skill that can be used for combat.

However, there is a guy who once entered his spiritual realm and almost beat him to death on the spot, but he has used practical examples to tell himself that everything is possible. In the field of mysticism, imagination is the real kingdom.

Yes, when it comes to imagination, we, hopelessly selfish social mammals, can explore boundaries imaginatively.

"Here, I want light!" She shouted loudly: "Whoever says that the insect swarm cannot have light!"

So, the light really shone into this world. So, the fairy tale town in Xia Li's mind became clearer. This beautiful mountain and water scenery was picturesque, just like a dream town in a fairy tale accompanied the entire valley, suddenly inserted into the sticky fungus carpet. On the brown color that stretched to the end of the world, a lush valley town appeared directly. The green low mountains and low mountains intersected in unison with the fungus carpet, and a strange blur appeared.

This scene is indeed like a princess who has never experienced reality. She walked out of the castle in a silk dress with crystals and gems inlaid, and then stepped into the dirty and cruel sea of ​​corpses and blood.

However, this poor and weak princess took out the chain saw and the blue fire Gatlin, which was making a violent roar from under her skirt.

"I said, you are filthy, you should be destroyed." She said loudly.

So, the ancient clock tower full of fairy tale charm in the center of the city hall expanded hundreds of meters straight, and the triangular clock tower spiral was bounced off on the spot, and the ion muzzle that was being stored was poked out.

The hot plasma torrent rushed towards the huge insect pupae on the other end of the bacterial blanket.

The master of the swarm was indeed unable to speak. All this in front of him seemed to exceed its understanding. It stood in place like a clumsy rock, and was immediately covered by a raging torrent.

The girl witnessed the bombing of the light beam drowning her "alternate half" of the enemy in the bombing of strong light. At this time, she was already in common with the other party's senses and also in common with the other party's emotions. She felt the other party's astonishment and horror.

I am Shari. I am the only lord of the swarm, and I am also a human. I want to guide the growth and evolution of the swarm, and I also want to take revenge on the Galaxy Empire. No one is qualified to judge me, and no one is qualified to annihilate my existence.

While repeating, she crushed the other half of her body into dust with cannon fire in her heart, watching the boiling dust and smoke fall apart in the psychological flames.

She knew that she was about to become the existence that everyone hoped to be. The dead father, the evil and despicable snakes, and the "children" who always accompany her.

"Children" do not have their own thinking, but what they need must be mine at the moment.

"I am the only one in the world!" The girl stood in the middle of the bluestone road in the valley, pointing one hand to the sky and the other hand to the ground. She looked at the cannon fire shot out of the city hall and rushed into the distance like a scattered meteor shower, and for a moment she felt that she had gained the whole world.

But at this moment, the sound of clanging footsteps passed through the empty passage, echoing around and in her heart.

Xia Li's heart began to get colder. Although she no longer had the heart organ. She was sure that she should have just felt the existence of a person, but she always felt that outside the town, there was a whole army of live ammunition rushing over.

The corners of her mouth trembled uncontrollably, and her neck twisted stiffly, twisting 180 degrees like an elderly rag doll, and then she saw a human figure.
Chapter completed!