Seeing Blake biting at the butterfly, Systham was slightly stunned, but soon Systham stretched out his tentacle to pull Blake away.

Heatham didn't think that Blake would do any harm to the butterfly, but was worried that the butterfly would get angry because of Blake's attack, and released frosty energy to frostbite Blake.

However, Systm was too worried, and although the butterfly had strong frost power, it had no idea of resisting, and still rolled its body in the dirt and grass on its own.

"King, why is it different from us? Does it not know that you are king? ”

After being put down by Systham, Blake seemed to recover a little from his angry state, and asked Heatham suspiciously.

Systham looked at Blake, and then at the misshapen butterfly that was still wallowing in the dirt.

Systm didn't answer, just shook his head helplessly.

He had never had the luxury of bringing the butterfly with the remnant soul of the Lord of the Glacier under his command, but seeing the Lord of the Glacier now, Sistemm couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Heatham didn't answer Blake's question, but said to Blake: "Little Black, leave it alone, let's prepare for incomplete pupation, after all, time is running out." ”

"Wang, can you use the power of [Psychic Network] to connect me with this unreasonable butterfly?"

Instead of following Systham's instructions, Blake made a request to Systham, seemingly wanting to use the power of [Psychic Network] to connect with the butterfly and teach the butterfly who offended the king a lesson in words.

"It's useless, in its current state, it won't listen to anything."

Syst shook his head again, but heeded Black's request and used the power of the [Psychic Network] to connect Blake to the deformed butterfly.

Systham was actually a little curious about what Blake wanted to say to the self-defeating butterfly.

……

……

Imprisoned in this dark space for an unknown amount of time, Orah desperately wanted to get out of here, he was so depressed here.

Aura had forgotten what his name was, but the Great Being had said a name that Aura knew and liked, so he called himself Ora.

He seemed to have a memory, but that memory was gone, so Ola couldn't remember exactly how he was trapped here.

He couldn't even remember what he really was.

He only remembered that he was strong, that many people feared him, and that many worshipped him and waited for him to return.

He seemed to have several enemies, but he didn't remember what they were.

In any case, Ola had to get out of here first, borrowing the power of the Great Being from this dark space.

Based on the images that the Great Being had transmitted to him, Ola knew that he was now a chrysalis.

He can't leave this space right now, but in a short time, he'll turn into a butterfly and break through this space and leave here.

Although the butterfly does not have fangs, its head has a spike that can be retracted, and Ola reckons that this spike will be very powerful.

He should be able to insert it into his enemy's brain and suck it up.

The butterfly also has two pairs of huge wings, one large and one small, and Ola feels that it will be difficult to fly with these huge wings that are more than ten meters long, and it can also fan out extremely violent strong winds.

And the butterfly also has six legs, two more than four.

Dreaming of a future when he broke out of the chrysalis state, Ora suddenly discovered something, as if his original body had four legs.

However, when he looked back on it, Ola still couldn't remember what he used to be, and he couldn't even be sure if he had four legs.

……

Time passed little by little, Ola was sometimes awake, sometimes asleep, and his strength gradually became stronger.

Ola could feel that the pressure of this space was getting lower and lower against him, and he could break it at any moment.

The Great Being had told him that it wouldn't be long before he could get out of this space.

But Ola felt like he had been trapped in this dark space for more than a hundred years.

Ola didn't know that more than a hundred years had passed, and it was just his delusion.

Because there is no reference to things, Ola simply uses his subconscious concept of time.

For butterflies that are pupated twice, dozens of days have already accounted for a large proportion of the butterfly's lifespan of several years, just like the proportion of the lifespan of more than a hundred years and the original dragon life of Ola.

It is precisely because of this illusion of more than 100 years that Ola's understanding of that "great being" is more "clear", and he can say that more than 100 years of time is a very fast existence, which is definitely an extraordinary existence.

……

However, all that Ola had hoped for was shattered the moment he burst out of the chrysalis.

His crumpled wings were weak, and he saw the weeds on the side, and it turned out that his body was not as tall as the weeds.

He turned out to be just such a "butterfly", and the "great being" was simply a garbage monster, as if as soon as he took a breath, the tentacle insect would be frozen into ice slag and become pieces.

Ola fantasized as he opened his mouth and spewed chill at the garbage insect.

However, Ola found that he didn't have a mouth at all, just straightened the soft straw on his mouth, and nothing ejected from the straw.

"Tsk."

Aura didn't know how to express his current mood, and in the end he could only send a disdainful spiritual message to the garbage insect named Sisstem.

If he had the strength he fantasized about in the chrysalis, the garbage monster had already been killed dozens of times by him in that instant.

Ora regretted that he shouldn't have begged the garbage tentacle to let him out of the chrysalis.

Although it was hard for him to be trapped in the chrysalis, at least he was still the powerful presence in the chrysalis, not the butterfly he was now.

Maybe being trapped in the chrysalis and then dying is the end he deserves.

In that case, he wouldn't have to be the way he is.

……

Ola kept rolling in the dirt.

Folded wings won't open?

What happens if it can't be opened.

Even if he has good wings and can fly, isn't he still a garbage butterfly?

What does it make if you can fly or not?

Ola rolled harder in the dirt, and he wanted to prove it to the strange-looking insect covered in tentacles—even if he couldn't open his wings, he wouldn't regret it.

However, as Ola rolled in the dirt, Ola felt a tingling pain in his abdomen, which turned out to be an unknown small bug biting into his abdomen.

Aura was a little angry, even with the power he had now, it would not be a problem to freeze the little bug that was provoking him.

But in the blink of an eye, Ola was deflated.

Bite it.

Just bite me to death.

However, after waiting for a long time, Ola, who was rolling in the dirt, did not notice that the little bug continued to bite him, and it turned out that the garbage tentacle had taken the little bug away with his tentacles.

It didn't take long for Ola to hear the little worm's spiritual message to him: "Why are you so rude to the king? ”

King?

Can such a thing be called a king?

Ola subconsciously wanted to refute in disdainful language, but after thinking about it, Ola didn't answer in the end, what does that garbage monster have to do with him calling himself king.

"Tsk."

In response to a disdainful taunt, Ora stopped rolling in the dirt and began to lie quietly next to the weeds.

The little thing was still saying something to him, but Ora didn't think he heard it.

Ola decided not to think about it and planned to get some sleep.