Fifteen days before the fight, a humming sound of high-frequency vibrations of wings swept low over the ruins, and an inconspicuous gray spot landed on the roof of a ruined skyscraper.

Simiti levitated in the air and placed Yuan Qi on the roof with his tail curled.

"It's safe here, most of the predators can't come up, so you just stay here."

He said in a high-pitched voice characteristic of an insect's vocal organs.

"Are you going to kill again?"

Yuan Qi stared at his compound eyes.

"Bastard!"

As soon as Simidi's long tail curled, he grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.

"I just took a fancy to the genes inherited from the Transcendents in you, and took your mammalian lowly animal as a parasite for my offspring, who gave you the right to question me?"

His tail was tightly squeezed, and it wasn't until Yuan Qi's face turned blue that he threw her to the ground.

The son of Hubisega has no gender, and after the first time he fades and advances to the second level, he begins to become sexually mature and has the ability to lay eggs. When they lay eggs, they will screen out the best genes in their bodies and store a lot of energy in the eggs, so that the offspring will become even better.

Therefore, after each egg-laying, it is the time when the son of Hubisega is at his weakest. If the host is strong and genetically excellent, it can allow Simidi to save a lot of energy.

Yuan Qi's body inherited Yuan Zongbao's powerful abilities, and some of his genes were even stronger than the son of Hubi Sega, making him the most suitable host.

Simiti stretched out her finger and drew a circle around Yuan Qi, and a purple spiritual energy suddenly rose to the sky, turning into a cage and trapping Yuan Qi in it.

"Cheap animal, you just stay here, don't think about leaving."

As he spoke, he turned around and flew towards the ground. There, there is a Hindustani settlement.

It was time for the people of Hindustan to eat, and smoke was rising. The women stirred the spoons in the soup pot, scooping the sticky paste out of the pot and pouring it into the bowl. The person who received the food picked up the dishes and chopsticks and squatted on the side to eat the paste, wanting to finish it as soon as possible and make another bowl. 、

Unaware of the imminent threat of death, they were unaware.

All the Hindustani villages are very similar in layout, with the central one being the residence of the chieftain. At this time, the leader of the settlement, Pouz, was holding a knife and cutting a roasted browned artiodactyl. He dipped the cut piece of meat in salt and pepper and ate it with relish.

Sitting next to him was an old Hindustani man who was dying. His wrinkled face was covered with bitterness, like bitter melon.

"Patriarch, Ahmad has already come to warn us during the Holy Sect, let's move early and change the settlement."

"Sacrifice, you are too cowardly, it's just that something happened to the Holy Sect, and you want to intimidate us into moving towards the headquarters of the Holy Sect, guarding their periphery, and using them as cannon fodder."

Pouz said, grabbing a large piece of bloodshot flesh and stuffing it into his mouth.

"What kind of powerful monsters, it's pure nonsense, the Holy Sect just wants us to use them as cannon fodder to block the enemy when they are weak."

The sacrifice was already frowned upon.

"However, there is indeed something unusual about the two tribes of Shazadasang and Chindlek Sokang, when the smoke pillar appeared, I wanted to communicate with their sacrifice through the spiritual force wave, but there was no response."

"You can rest assured, the ruins are so big, they may be camped in some place with complex terrain, interfering with the communication of spiritual power."

It didn't take long for Poz to eat only the skeleton of a artiodactyl weighing more than 500 kilograms, wipe his oily fingers, and stand up.

Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly showed a frightened look, which was his perceptual attribute sensing an unknown threat, and was frantically warning him.

"How is that possible!"

He was frightened and frightened, the last time he had such a strong warning was when he met the Holy Son at Ouroboros' headquarters. The powerful momentum that seemed to occupy the whole world was engraved in the depths of his heart.

"Run!"

Just as he was about to tear open the big tent and warn his clansmen, there was already a humming sound of high-frequency vibration of wings in the sky.

It's too late, the devil has arrived.

Poz was stunned for a moment, and a black monster covered in a chitin exoskeleton had torn through a tough cowhide tent before him. His two pairs of wings vibrated and floated in mid-air.

From his mouthparts, long arthropod tentacles stretched out, wiggling.

"Plop!" Bang.

But it was Poz who knelt directly on the ground, he didn't even dare to resist, his perception was higher than that of other tribal leaders, and he could more clearly perceive Simidi's killing aura that almost filled the heavens and the earth.

"Of the three lowly animal leaders I killed, you are the one who knows the most about current affairs."

Simidi's long tail wrapped around Pouz's head, lifting him up in front of him.

"Spare your life."

Potz stammered.

Simidi glanced at the artiodactyl that had been eaten and only the skeleton remained.

"Have you ever heed the cries for mercy from food?"

The long tail wrapped around Pouz's neck began to squirm, and the long needle at the end of the tail glittered sharply, about to pierce his skin and inject digestive enzymes into it.

"Wait! Wait a minute, I know the intel of the Titan-Tyrannosaurus! ”

The fear of death at hand made Pozzy speak extremely fast.

Simidi's compound eyes flickered, and Pouz's accent was so strong that he couldn't hear it clearly. He tightened his tail and said to Pouz

"Speak slowly, I'm not very familiar with the lowly language of your mammals."

"I know the intel of the Titan Tyrannosaurus."

When Simidi heard Poz's words, she immediately pulled him in front of her, staring at him with a pair of strange compound eyes.

"Cheap animal, don't deceive me because you want to live, why don't the other leaders know, just you know."

Pouz's face was flushed.

"My lord, that's because the messenger of the Holy Religion, Lord Ahmed, came to our tribe yesterday, and he told us to move quickly. Because there are adults hunting us Hindustani, and they want to know the information of the Titansaurus, he also said that if we are unfortunate enough to meet adults, let them go to Lakin Bede in nineteen days to find him, and he will wait for his arrival there. ”

Simidi let go of her tail and lowered Poz back to the ground.

He had looked down on Larkin Bede from the air, but there were two awkwards in the human city. Although he is dying of old age and decaying, he can still threaten his noble life. So he was going to reserve some more energy and go to the trouble of the two existences.

"How can you be sure that he will know about the existence of the Titansaurus?"

Simidi has killed many humans, and knows that this species is not as united as many races in antiquity, and that different human groups are full of killing and fighting. Very few people know the information of the Titan Tyrannosaurus.

"Ahmed uses the superpower of the Titan Tyrannosaurus and is the next generation of Twenty-Eight Pillar Snakes, he must know where the Titan Tyrannosaurus is. I won't deceive you. ”

Poz had a flattering smile on his face, and he did everything to keep him alive.

"Patriarch, you!"

The old priest had an angry look on his face, and he was furious as he watched Pozzy wantonly betray Ouroboros' information. But before he could say the next word. A powerful long tail whistled his upper body out with a terrifying roar.

Foul-smelling blood and entrails were spilled all over the tent.

"Go on."

Simidi shook off the filth from his long tail and said to Poz in an emotionless tone.

"That's all I know."

Pouz looked at the sacrifice with only half of his body left, and he was terrified.

"How many strong men are there in Larkin Bedley?"

Simidi crossed her arms and looked at Poz.

"Back to my lord, the strongest person in Lakin Bede is the leader of the Yin Corpse Gang of the second energy level, and there are more than fifty strong people in the third energy level, and they also have many advanced weapons. Even if you are an adult, you need to be careful. ”

Pouz has fully adapted to the role of Dogleg.

"Heh, your human weapons?"

Simidi said in a contemptuous voice, his body flashing through the tent and picking up a rifle that had been placed in the corner.

"This weapon capable of producing small metal warheads is indeed very ingenious, and even in ancient times, only a small number of races were able to make such weapons. But they were too weak for the noble sons of Hubisega. ”

Pouz opened his mouth, wanting to say that Larkin Bed's Ghost Gang army didn't just have light weapons like guns, but he closed his mouth and nodded respectfully.

"But there are so many ants, it's really troublesome."

There was an eerie glint in Simidi's compound eyes.

"I need some help."

"Helper?"

When Poz heard this, he immediately fell to his knees.

"My lord, I'm willing to smear your liver and brain."

"Are you really willing to be on the ground?"

Simidi stared at Poz with compound eyes, and the sharp tone characteristic of insects was very frightening.

"Of course."

Pouz spoke, and for some reason, a strong uneasiness swelled up in his heart. But before he could say anything more, a dark shadow flashed away, and a long tail of arthropods pierced his chest.

"Your Excellency, why are you?"

The long tail, one end suddenly bulging, swollen over the tail, and finally burrowed into his chest. Pouz felt a sharp pain in his chest, something wriggling into his body.

"Ahh

The pain caused him to scream, and he looked at his chest in fear.

"Give your flesh and blood for food for my children."

The end of Simidi's spawning, although it was not an inherited egg that inherited all his excellent genes and abilities, but just an ordinary warrior's egg, still made his body feel weak and hungry.

"What a monster in there, get out of here!"

At this moment, the warriors on the outskirts of the tribe finally noticed that something was wrong and surrounded them, and they looked at the big hole in the patriarch's tent with a wary expression.

A strong smell of blood came from within.

"As luck would have it, I was just feeling hungry because I was spawning, and a bunch of food came to my door automatically."

The tentacles on Simidi's mouthparts trembled, and he couldn't wait to eat a big meal. (To be continued.) )