A small island in the middle of the ocean, the real form of which is a volcano rising from the bottom of the sea. Although he once swore his existence with a devastating explosion, now only thick lava ash recounts the glory of the past.

The original vegetation has disappeared, and now even the volcano itself is dead, and it has become a deserted place completely forgotten by the world.

However, such an island could not be better for burying the body.

The three Magisters who had fallen to the ground were dead, and countless spiders crawled on their scarred corpses, which must have been in great pain before they died.

Ambolarik picked up the seal crystal that had fallen beside the corpse and held it high into the sky, the seven colors of light projected on him through the refraction of the crystal, which looked beautiful and dangerous at the same time.

"Only the great Shurjesfu is worthy of the name of the Zerg Emperor, and conquest and seizure are the way for our Zerg to survive. The current leader of the Zerg has degenerated, and he is looking for some ridiculous coexistence, what a pathetic weakling! ”

The strong emotions that blended pride and excitement made Ambolarik's body continue to churn like waves in a storm, feeling the fluctuations in his master's heart, and the spiders on the entire island also let out a sharp cry at the same time.

"So what are you going to do next?"

The black and white clown raised an eyebrow and asked in an understated tone.

"Of course, the Emperor was resurrected."

"That's right, but you're clearly thinking about how to steal the power of the Insect Emperor in your heart."

The black and white clown narrowed his eyes like a cat.

Unexpectedly, his inner thoughts would be accurately said by the other party, and Ambolarik, who was too shocked, fell silent.

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry little spider, it's become a habit of mine to snoop on other people's secrets, and I'm afraid I can't get rid of it."

The black and white clown shrugged his shoulders aggrievedly.

"It's really worthy of being a 'peeping clown', but you have worked so hard to find Lux's tomb, you probably don't just want me to release the Worm Emperor."

"Of course, these are all part of the president's plan.,Ah.,It looks like I'm going to leak my mouth.,So,That's the end of it.,Whether you're releasing the Worm Emperor or becoming the Worm Emperor yourself.,Please come on!"

The abrupt cessation of words just about to reach the point of truth is more appropriate than a sudden awakening, and it is natural that the prying eye of someone else's secret will not let people see his own secret. The black-and-white clown bowed deeply to Ambolarik, his chest almost pressed against his thighs, and his body was blown away like a fog by the wind.

After Carter left the palace, Kodev III, accompanied by Ballykaf, climbed up to the lookout on the city wall, and he stretched out his hand to the sky, a cloudless clear sky that seemed close but yet so far away.

"That guy named Carter is so funny." Kodev III smiled childishly, and then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his words just now, so he quickly corrected, "No, it should be a monster named Carter." ”

"The last general doesn't quite understand, why did His Majesty give such a valuable gift to that monster?"

Ballycalf voiced the doubts in his mind.

"The death of the enemy of the world, Wiesside, will surely set off a struggle for the dominance of the continent, and a small country like ours with weak military power may soon be destroyed. Since Carter was able to defeat Marosas, it means that his power is even higher than that of Marosas, and he may be a strong contender for the supremacy, and of course such a guy will have to submit to him, after all, I am just a puppet king. ”

Kodev III looked at his hands that had been waving in the air for a long time but had not caught anything, and said boredly.

"No, you are a very wise king, although the last general cannot guess His Majesty's true thoughts, but he can also feel that His Majesty will never be willing to be ordinary, no matter what plan you have, the last general will do his best to achieve it for you."

Ballycalf put his hands across his chest and knelt down.

"General Balikaf, I have no doubt about your loyalty, but it's a pity that I'm so useless to let this country fall into such a situation."

Kodev III hurriedly helped Ballykaf to his feet, his expression very sad.

"No, it's not Your Majesty's responsibility, please don't blame yourself too much."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

A hurried shout came from the bottom of the stairs behind him, and the Fellow of Orsaith climbed up the wall with difficulty, and although the watchtower was not very high, it was still a formidable challenge for the aged Scholar of Ossaith.

Seeing him climb up so tirelessly, Kodev III, who had a premonition that something big had happened, hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man who was panting fiercely, and asked worriedly, "What happened?" ”

"De, Delni, Nista, he's going to send troops."

Almost using all his strength, the Ossaith scholar spit out such a sentence intermittently, I don't know whether it was overwork or too panicked, the old man's tone was full of despair.

The fact that Ballycaf had returned alive from the underground mausoleum seemed to have worried Delnis, fearing that his power would continue to expand, and he finally couldn't help but strike first.

"This news hasn't spread in the royal capital yet, has it?"

Since the Scholar of Orsaith University will personally come up to report it, it means that this news must not be known to others, which means that the entire king does not know Delnis's intentions now. Kordev III, who had judged this way, confirmed it to the scholars.

The old man, who was already speechless, nodded vigorously.

"Ballykaf, while the news has not yet spread, immediately take control of the guards and prepare for a decisive battle, although I don't know what excuse Dennis used to send troops, but it must be a bad one."

"Yes, Your Majesty! The last general will defend the royal capital to the death! ”

Balikaf quickly ran down the watchtower, mounted his horse, and galloped towards the barracks outside the city.

He took out a transparent box from his pocket with a blood-red spider in it. He gripped the box tightly, the "Command Worm" he had taken from Ambola Ric, and in exchange he placed the eye-like rune mark in the Magister's hand.

By swallowing the "command bug" into his body, he will be able to convey his consciousness to the biological weapons created by Ambolarik, which are the trump cards that can turn the battle around.

However, the "command worm" that is swallowed into the body will continue to eat away at its own life, and the price of using this powerful weapon is to pay for its own life.

It is my wish to give my life for the kingdom, but even if I have already realized it, I still have a little hesitation when it comes to actually implementing it. Of course, this is not because Ballykaf is afraid of death, but because he still has a concern in his heart, that is, his son who is still alive and dead, Lanka.

"Where the hell are you, Lanka?"

Ballycalf watched and went to call inwardly.