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"To survive is to evolve. —Shell

Pastoral clad casually, and a puddle of mosquito blood stuck to the palm of his hand. The mosquitoes in the mountains were big and venomous, and they only bit him.

"Where is the Shell Clan's dungeon?" asked Madrigal.

"At our feet. Qu A's ears were erected, and he looked vigilant. The dancers of the mission were not so optimistic, and quietly moved behind the Yunjia Fairy, trembling and snuggling together. Ten Rong warriors lined up in a circular formation as if facing the enemy, arching to defend Qu'a.

The forest rattled, and there was the sound of dead branches being crushed, as if something was watching from behind the green leaves. A faint smell of ammonia wafted in.

Fairy Yunjia calmly instructed the guards: "The black cockroach is cruising behind the forest, but it doesn't dare to come. The insects are probably scared and move forward. ”

Pastoral listened quietly for a long time, and then smiled at Yun Jia: "You are so confident. ”

"What do you mean?" Yun Jia can be kind to everyone, but he is blown up by the madrigal.

"Prick up your hairy, pointed ears. The pastoral song motioned for Yun Jia to listen quietly.

Yun Jia was eager to press the honey-coated pastoral into the anthill. She gritted her teeth and resisted the impulse, and two small dimples of annoyance added to the beauty. Then she pricked up her ears and listened.

It was as if there was thunder surging in the earth.

Yunjia fairy flowers are discolored. Madrigal suddenly let out a low shout, "It's here!" and he crossed his arms to urge the guards to retreat, and the circle contracted violently.

The earth is like boiling chocolate, puffing up thousands of tiny craters like dense bubbles, black beetles gushing out of their holes, and the whole forest is filled with the sound of "click-click-la-la" arthropod crawling. In an instant, the forest turned from green to black.

Those bugs love to be dry, and when they climb up to the ground, they will frantically shake off the dirt. What they all have in common is that their mouthparts are very hideous, the open mouth resembles a blender full of blades, and the chin and palate have evolved into cracked hooks that expertly push food into the mouth. The shaggy black carapace still bears the features of arthropods, most of them are hexapod, an average of one meter tall, and a pair of mantis-like scythes are tucked into a lobster-shaped chest shell, likely to reach the speed of light when struck.

Madrigal stopped joking, he straightened his face, pulled down his mask, and showed himself with a resolute and ruthless metal face.

"The honor guard of the shell clan is quite grand......" Fairy Yunjia pretended to be calm, but in fact, she was panicked to death. It's just that Madrigal is watching from the side, so she has to keep her image. If the Shell can rob an Ascendant as an incubator, it will definitely evolve by leaps and bounds. Fairy Yunjia had already ascended, so the Shell Clan coveted her even more, which made her nervous.

Madrigal caught a glimpse of Yun Jia's fox tail curled up in her calf, knowing that she was nervous, she couldn't bear to say anything, she took a step forward, "dong dong" and her feet shook in the woods, and with a flick of her wrists, a pair of light knives shot out, and the knife qi could force back the floating earth. Inspired by the surging light and dust, the cloak of the pastoral song flew into the sky.

"Warriors who use light......" The guards of the Rong clan couldn't help but be shocked when they saw that the madrigal was one person's might, forcing the insect swarm to stir, and actually drew out the Chu River and Han boundary. The dancers also whispered, obviously calming down a lot.

The black cockroach lived underground for a long time, its eyes were degenerate, it was a little photophobic, and its eyes burned when it was shot by the figure of the madrigal, and they retreated one after another. Pastoral didn't want to mess around and force the swarm back, so he raised his head and shouted:

"Qingqiu Palace descended with Lily to discuss the old good. Why do you meet with swords?"

He's not sure if the bugs can understand people. But since there is peace in advance, it must be possible to communicate.

Sure enough, the tide-like black cockroach automatically gave way to a way, and the sound of grinding teeth and rubbing claws "click" also stopped abruptly, and a golden flying insect staggered out, "fluttering" to the side of the madrigal, and it was actually a humanoid girl with dragonfly wings. She was defenseless, no more than a finger long, her beautiful legs were elegantly together, her hands folded dignifiedly, and she hovered weakly in mid-air, and before she could speak, her voice echoed in Madrigal's mind: "The black cockroach can't think, and it crashes into the mission." The shell family is not constrained, please forgive me. The four patriarchs of butterflies, ants, moles, and bugs are waiting for you in the Guyue Underground Palace. I'm a little mayfly, leading the way. She flew away only to realize that the mission had not followed, so she stopped in the air and looked back flutteringly.

Madrigal suddenly regretted that he had not taken biology at the Army Academy, and when he heard Miss Mayfly introduce the four patriarchs of butterflies, ants, moles, and bugs, he couldn't imagine what the four patriarchs looked like, and secretly hated himself for not being useful. Without waiting for Pastoral Song to think about it, Qu A and Yun Jia had already come out of the crowd and followed Miss Mayfly into the underground palace.

Pastoral had to follow. When he saw Fairy Yunjia walk into the underground palace, he was calm and calm, and he felt even more suspicious, so he tested her with words: "The etiquette lady of the two clans is really different. One is gentle and cute with a smile like a flower, and the other only knows how to sulk with a straight face. ”

Yun Jia turned his head angrily, raised his fist and wanted to beat him, his eyes widened and he couldn't bear it, he didn't know what to worry about, he gritted his teeth and brushed his sleeves to ignore him, raised his chin and "snorted" vigorously, and sneered at each other: "It's really shallow." Can't you see that she has the obligation to smile, and I have the freedom to be angry. That's the real difference. ”

Pastoral heard the clue from the words, and then looked closely at Miss Mayfly's smile, sure enough, it was a well-trained professional smile, and even the milk shake that flew up and down was full of dancing beauty, and it was obvious that someone had trained it.

This made Madrigal look at the Shell Clan. Obviously, the Shell is not a rabble of people, but has formed a strict class and division of labor within the Federation.

The more you go to the dungeon, the more shocking it becomes. The delicacy of this dungeon has reached the level of a work of art, the horizontal and vertical passages do not interfere with each other, even the black armor of the long dragon is in order, the team holding up the goods is as scientific and reasonable as the chip circuit, each black armor is concentrating on performing its duties, and even when seeing Miss Mayfly, those small beetles will cleverly hide on both sides of the passage and let the mission pass by motionlessly. It is as if they have no ego, and everything is in the service of the collective.

"What are they holding?" Madrigal asked Miss Mayfly, pointing to the strangest of goods. Those goods come in different sizes and are the strangest of kinds.

"Dying kind. Miss Mayfly said briskly, "If you blindly collect, no matter how powerful the spiritual veins are, they will be exhausted." Therefore, when the Shell Clan members are dying, they will ask the Black Armor to carry it to the spirit vein and return the soul to the earth. In this way, the spirit veins will support the infinite evolution of the Shell Clan, as the souls of the ancestors of the past generations are constantly circulating in evolution. ”

"Terrible. Qu'a blurted out. The Velvet Clan's spiritual veins were almost exhausted, which was the reason for the rapid decline in the number of ascendants. The shell clan does not have a tradition of ascending, so the spiritual veins are as strong as ever, which gradually forms an oppressive trend on the Rong clan.

The "......" pastoral also felt terrible. In the Commonwealth, the rich will only try to live longer, and the more mature way is to buy the bodies of the poor and freeze them, and then use them when their organs fail. Compared with this, the shell tribe does not know where the nobility is, although the division of labor is rich, but all beings are equal.