To the north of the Northern Wilderness, across large stony mountains, dark green forests stretch as far as the eye can see.

The color of the vegetation varies from light to dark, and the further north you go, the closer it gets to black. This is the world-famous Black Dead Jungle, one of the paradises of mutant creatures. The outer ring of the forest is inhabited by a wide variety of elite-level creatures, and from time to time there are town-level and even lord-level haunts.

The deepest part of the forest is inhabited by a scarce number of king-class creatures. Although they are extremely powerful, they are rarely seen in the human eye.

Normally, the higher the level of a mutated creature, the higher the intelligence. At a certain point, they will understand that humans are the masters of this world. The end result of angering the other party is bound to be destruction, so they will choose to avoid it. As long as you don't make too much noise, you can be safe with each other, and the well water will not interfere with the river water.

And the strong human beings are not willing to risk their lives, which can be regarded as a certain degree of balance and compromise.

In the depths of the forest, there are occasional incidents of lost explorers being rescued by king-level creatures.

However, this is only an individual case, for the vast majority of humans, the Black Death Jungle is a forbidden area of death, and even a legion's garrison can be wiped out after encountering a lord-level creature.

In the dense woods, there is a relatively open area, where a mountain of rusted cars is piled up, and a thousand holes of iron are shattered at the touch of a button. As far as the eye can see, the mountains of car scrap are undulating, and there is no end in sight.

Known to explorers as the "Motor Valley", the special climate slows down the corrosion of iron. Hundreds of years later, these old cars and parts are still barely in their original shape.

There is a deep crater in the middle of the car valley, with a diameter of hundreds of meters. Standing on the edge and looking down, there is a looming band of light rolling in the middle of the hole, shining like a flowing water wave.

If Chen Xing was here, he would definitely recognize that this was the place where he and Alia had an adventure last year. At that time, the people of the Silver Knight Guild explored here, and Alia fought halfway, snatched the fruit of victory, the crystal nucleus of the dark demon, and finally promoted to the king level.

"Twitter ......"

In the silence, a white figure the size of a calf crawled out of the band of light. When you look at it, it's a mutant termite worker ant. It seemed to be dragging something, three pairs of knuckles digging into the dirt, jaws straining. Immediately after, more white figures came out of the light band, also with their butts facing outwards and their heads facing inward, dragging something hard.

"Rustling ......"

The sound of a heavy object scraping against the sand was heard, and a swarthy object was dragged out of the band of light.

The thing was like a tree trunk, at least a meter in diameter, and the tip was blood-red, like some kind of animal nail. After a few moments, the worker ants finally dragged the whole thing out, and it turned out to be a crooked finger!

More precisely, part of the claws of some kind of creature.

After a while, another swarm of worker ants crawled out, a dark red piece on top of their heads, like beef. Then more worker ants came out, all on top of or dragging things.

On the other side of the pit there is a hole in the ground where the worker ants are constantly transporting things. The road twists and turns to the crypt several kilometers away.

There were many half-human-tall insect eggs scattered in the hole, and the transparent eggshells emitted a bright green light, and the mountains of white bones looked even more terrifying under the green light.

"Cluck-la-la-......"

The sound of animals feeding echoed through the crypt, as if it would never be able to fill its stomach.

If a biologist were here, they would surely recognize the owner of these giant bones, the Dark Demon.

The Dark Demon is one of the two ultimate forms of demonic evolution known to man, and is an evil creature of the same level as the evil dragon and the fierce phoenix, and is located at the top of the carbon-based life food chain.

It's appalling that such a powerful creature is being used for food.

"Zila!"

An arc of lightning flashed, and a bone covered with tooth marks appeared out of thin air above the bone pile, falling vertically on the bone pile with a crisp sound.

"Well, you're so full......"

Lazy brain waves echoed in the crypt, indescribably weird and terrifying.

And at that moment, the bushes above the crypt rustled, and the fine branches and leaves swayed. There was a flash of red light in the darkness, scarlet and dazzling, revealing a dangerous aura.

The huge creature in the crypt raised its head vigilantly and listened carefully for a few seconds, when suddenly there was a "zila" sound, and a layer of electric arcs appeared around it. In the next second, space distorted, and the creature vanished in place, leaving only tiny arcs of electricity.

The red light in the bushes faded away and disappeared into invisibility.

"Wow, it's scary, I can't go any deeper......"

"I can't go to the east either, those steam bugs are so annoying......"

"Bah, the vicinity of that creek seems to be good last time......"

A pair of bright green eyes moved through the dark corridor. Every time it blinks, it immediately shines through the water, as if it will overflow at any moment.

The next morning, the birds chirped, the sun shone through the treetops, and the mist shrouded the forest. A small river meanders down from the top of the mountain, the water is clear, and the colorful colored stones lie quietly at the bottom of the river, quiet and beautiful.

"Whoa......

There was a thin sound of water in the river. Looking through the foliage, a young girl is playing in the river, bending down from time to time to pick up colored stones in the river.

At the age of twenty-eight years, her skin is as white as clotted white jade and freshly baked cream. It's just that her belly is bulging high, round and big, as if she is ten months pregnant, and she is a little clumsy when she bends over.

A pair of calves were paddling in the water, and every nail on the feet was crystal clear, more beautiful than the colored stones in the river.

The girl picked it up for a while, held the colored stones in her hand, and walked a short way up the river to a relatively open pool.

At the foot of the mountain, the pool is irregularly circular, with obvious traces of manual excavation. The bottom of the pool is paved with smooth colored stones, and it is not difficult to see that it has been carefully selected. The edge of the pool is stacked with larger stones and looks like a natural bath.

The girl threw the colored stone into the pool, and the colored stone fell into the water and slowly sank. The girl seemed to be having a good time, and with a bright smile on her face, she sat down in the pool and played in the water.

Thousands of meters away, a large, colorful spider crawled towards the river.

It has eight eyes on its head and looks around nimbly, looking for prey and spotting danger.

"Tsk!"

Suddenly, the layer of soil near it arches upwards. With a sharp hiss, termites burrow into the ground.

The eight-eyed spider opened its mouth and hissed with the same sharp roar. As soon as the battle broke out, the eight-eyed spider shrank its tail and spewed white silk towards the termites behind it.

The termites that touched it fell to the ground and struggled, and the white silk tightened more and more, breaking inch by inch.

Several termites pounced, and the eight-eyed spider swayed its long pointed legs, piercing the heads of two termites at once. One of the remaining termites rushed to the front and was bitten by it, throwing it several meters away.

"Tsk!"

The eight-eyed spider hissed with menace. Termites retreated. The eight-eyed spider was about to pursue, and the ground under his feet suddenly arched, and a pair of large tongs broke through the ground, clamped the waist of the eight-eyed spider, and retracted it hard. With a "click", the eight-eyed spider's head separated and broke into two.

It reluctantly paddled its forelimbs, but in vain, and was finally overwhelmed by the ant colony......