Heroes are often the final victors in stories.

How could Yevrehode, who was only in the initial realm of the mortal level, actually want to become a fisherman who competes with the osprey and the fisherman who is profitable under the nose of tens of thousands of ant beasts and the captain of the inferior demon whose strength is as high as the upper realm of the mortal level.

Just by waiting for the other party to lose both, and finally directly pick up cheap good things, Yevre may not have such a big blessing.

Time was passing, and the figure of the Bad Demon Captain was gradually fading away, and the sound of fierce fighting was slowly becoming blurred.

In the end, all that remained was the neighing of the antbeasts.

The antbeasts seem to be greeting the great leader, and they are constantly prostrate.

The leader of the ant beast, whose figure could not be seen clearly, walked slowly, and as the distance continued to close, a faint voice appeared little by little.

Yevre still couldn't see the specific appearance of the antbeast's leader, and could only vaguely see a vague appearance through a strange distorted force field.

It has four long and erect legs, and a large, flat belly.

Six blade-like arms, shimmering with a swarthy cold light.

On the slender neck, the specific appearance of the head was completely unclear, and the only thing revealed was the red light of two stars.

This fierce and strange figure slowly walked to the egg-shaped treasure.

Slowly stretching out one of the knife arms, the egg-shaped treasure floated strangely directly, and then hovered in front of the starry eyes.

A high-pitched, slightly hoarse gurgling sound emanated from the distorted force field.

Yevre, who didn't understand what it meant at all, had a blank look on his face.

I saw that the egg-shaped treasure began to bloom with a faint purple light in this gurgling sound.

The green hairs, which were already covered with 80% of the eggshell, actually began to sway from side to side, slowly becoming longer.

From less than a fifth of an inch at first, it slowly increased to a little more than an inch.

The magical change of the egg-shaped treasure seemed to surprise the leader of the ant beast, and even Jevre, who couldn't understand it, seemed to feel some clues.

There must be some kind of inexplicable connection between the egg-shaped treasure and the ant-beast.

Maybe it's a blood attraction, or maybe it's a historical connection, or maybe even you can sense each other within a certain range.

It is no wonder that near the cave, striking the egg-shaped treasure vigorously can attract the encirclement of antbeasts many times.

It's no wonder that a simple calamity can make the main team of antbeasts attack the inferior demon captain.

I always thought it was the result of my wisdom and resourcefulness, but it seems that it was just a mistake, and the blind cat touched the dead mouse.

The green fur of the egg-shaped treasure swayed sharply, and at the same time, it flickered with a faint purple light, as if it was conveying some message to the leader of the antbeast in front of him.

The vague leader of the ant beast nodded strangely, and an ecstatic mood gradually spread in the air.

Even Jevre, who was confused, seemed to feel this strange joy, and his heart couldn't help but feel happy and satisfied.

The densely distributed mutant ant beast colony also seemed to have received some information from the leader of the ant beast that was transmitted somehow, and they actually gathered one by one in different categories, like several distinct armies.

Short-range antbeasts, pot-bellied antbeasts, tank antbeasts, fist-sized antbeasts, and the bladed antbeasts of the head of the antbeasts slowly formed a regular pentagram.

With the leader of the antbeast as the center, the five antbeasts began to hiss in unison.

The air is shaking, the ground is shaking, the caverns are shaking.

Yevre, who was separated by a wall, looked at this abnormal scene and felt puzzled.

What exactly are the antbeasts planning to do, do they still want to rush out of the ground and chase down the Bad Demon Captain?

Or are you planning to unify the labyrinthine cave complexes and become the true uncrowned king?

The unexpected continues.

Several kinds of ant beasts arranged in a pentagram actually began to kill each other in their neighing.

It's a complete suicide fight, without the slightest defense, just a fierce slaughter between each other.

The body fluids of the antbeast are flowing in large quantities, and the corpses of the antbeasts are arranged in a regular manner, and from a distance, it is still the pentagram pattern, without a little out of shape.

I don't know if it's because of the strong bloodline power of the ant-beast leader, or because the ant-beast leader has a strong mind-control ability, and he actually controls a group of antbeasts like self-disciplined puppets.

Under the wonderful control of the leader of the antbeast, the pentagram quickly absorbed the life essence of the dead antbeast, as well as the emotional aggregate.

Supplemented by these two forces, the pentagram emitted a star-like light that illuminated the entire cave.

Yevre's dark vision, accustomed to the darkness, was almost blinded by the light.

The light lasted for about half an hour.

The corpses of the more than 10,000 ant beasts on the ground were completely decayed and turned into powder residues, and the pentagram slowly dimmed.

Only the strange liquid the size of a skull condensed in the array was dripping and spinning.

The strange liquid, red and purple, shimmered faintly, like a hazy veil.

Looking at the essence of this condensed thousand lives, the head of the ant beast was excited, and even the face that had been shrouded in the distorted force field was clearly visible.

With huge compound eyes like flies, short antennae, sharp mouthparts like mosquitoes, and big ears like a fan, combined with white skin like snow, it is simply unbearable to look at directly.

Yevre finally saw the true face of the leader of the antbeast, but he was so frightened by the compound eyes that could almost see through the space that he shrunk his neck, and a cold sweat involuntarily flowed down.

At the same time, the egg-shaped treasure has also changed. The green fur trembled rapidly, and a faint purple glow shone from the surface of the eggshell.

Then, the egg-shaped treasure spun at high speed, crashing straight into the purple-red liquid.

The leader of the terrifying-looking antbeast watched with ecstasy as the egg-shaped treasure absorbed the essence of life.

The purple-red liquid the size of a skull visibly shrunk to the naked eye until it disappeared without a trace.

The leader of the ant beast was so excited, as if worshipping, he slowly knelt down towards the egg-shaped treasure that had absorbed the essence of life.

At the same time, there was a burst of crisp sounds that he didn't understand at all, and it was not at all similar to the previous hoarse voice.

The egg-shaped treasure floated back and forth, as if it had regained the vitality of the creature after absorbing the essence of life and the collection of emotions.

However, there was still a small blank on the surface of the eggshell, probably less than one percent of the overall area.

This little bit of insignificance, like some kind of shackle, is still restricting the complete revival of the egg-shaped treasure.

The egg-shaped treasure, which was a little impatient, emitted a slender purple light in the crisp words of the antbeast leader, connecting each other.

The distorted force field that enveloped the leader of the antbeast completely disappeared.

At the same time, the snow-white body gradually turned gray and black, and the six knife arms that flickered with cold light gradually became dull.

The terrifying face with a radiant look gradually shrank, and layers of wrinkles appeared.

The power of the antbeast's head was passing rapidly, and the essence of life was transmitted through purple light to the inside of the egg-shaped treasure.

The last bit of flawed blankness is gradually growing green hairs.

When the green fur was completely covered with eggshells, the leader of the antbeast, whose strength had plummeted, was paralyzed to the ground.

The smell of nothingness, the gray-black skin, and the wrinkles that droop all show what a heavy price it has paid.

However, the bewildering scene of Yevre, who had carefully slowed his breathing and heartbeat and could only peep from afar, continued.

The weakened leader of the ant beast was actually excited, and his eyes exuded infinite longing.

It seems that after sacrificing the ant beast colony and paying a huge price, the egg-shaped treasure with a strong bloodline attraction to oneself will give some kind of magical reward.

The eggshell was cracking, and cracks were emerging from the already green hairy eggshell.

A rapid and bright lilac glow peeked through the cracks in the eggshell, as if something was about to burst out of the shell.

The eggshell continues to crack like this.

After almost an hour of anxious waiting, debris finally flew sideways and sputtered in all directions.

The sputtered fragments actually formed a complex pattern on the ground strangely.