Borahel was trembling, trembling with excitement to the extreme, when Van poured a trace of origin power into its insect crystal, it gained not only this legendary power, but also the evolutionary direction of the eternal sealed bloodline inheritance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inheritance is a vital part of maintaining the continuation of the Zerg race, and it is also the core key to their comeback even if they fight with other intelligent species until they are the last soldier. All the Zerg share this sea of inheritance, which is sealed in each female nest and passed on to each new larva as it reproduces.

As the larvae grow older, they will uncover this vast heritage with new powers, choose their own path, or be lucky enough to receive a unique gift.

At the peak, as the leader of a ten-striped Zerg, Borahel's lifelong dream is only to one day be able to barely reach the level of Bemuradu, as for surpassing it? It's a luxury it can't even think of.

But now everything is different, when that trace of the power of the origin from Brahma enters its worm crystal, it seems to be reborn at this moment!

The power of origin has uncovered not only the sealed sea of inheritance, but also the supreme evolutionary mysteries!

Its broken eye healed in the blink of an eye, and the original process would have lasted at least a month. The power of pure origin stimulates its body, like the first spark that humans obtained, and when Prometheus sent down the gift, the chaotic human beings finally embarked on the path of wisdom, and Brahma was equivalent to Prometheus for Borahel.

This is rebirth!

When the eleventh deep line appeared on Borahel's head, Bolahel's body did not become larger, but shrunk in a circle, but both its breath and the texture of its body beetles seemed to change drastically.

Purity, the power of origin greatly purifies everything about it, making it faster, stronger, and more full of wisdom.

Prostrate at the feet of Fan, although Bolahel at this moment emitted a strong aura, but its expression, its movements, were as humble as ants.

It can no longer be separated from Brahman, just like a person who has tasted drugs, it is difficult to restrain himself from continuing to smoke it, and the power of origin is more attractive to Borahel than drugs.

It can feel the little spark left in the body by Brahma, the spark of the power of origin, although it is faintly like a candle in the wind, but this is a real thing, and over time, this power will eventually grow to a strong day.

"The Servant will be your spear, your shield, the spearhead you want to destroy, the dead slave you want to protect."

This is the supreme allegiance of the Zerg, and when this Zerg phrase that implies complete surrender rumbles from the mouth of the leader of the Eleven-Striped Zerg, everything about it has completely belonged to Brahman.

Releasing his palm with some gasp, Fan terminated the continued transmission of the power of origin, which was a technique he intercepted from the vast Zerg inheritance, this ability originally belonged to the supreme brood, and it was the spark that left hope in the event of no return.

Van is not a brood, he does not need to obey the strict precepts of the Zerg, nor does he need to follow the law of insects that the power of origin can only belong to the brood. Intercepting the fire came at a cost, and Brahma had lost almost a third of his Origin Power, a permanent absence that could only be regained through a long period of growth.

But he didn't find nothing, when the fire of the power of origin took root in Borahel's insect crystal, he could feel a subtle but there bond that connected him to the giant worm, no matter how far away, as long as he commanded, the giant worm could clearly feel his intentions.

He manipulates the life and death of the giant worm, as long as he has a small thought.

Feeling the powerful Bolahel in an instant, Fan couldn't help but sigh lightly, after all, the power of origin is the power that belongs to the Zerg, before leaving the distant ancestor tribe, Fan had tried to transport fire in Art's body, but when the first wisp of origin power entered Art's body, it seemed that ice and snow met magma, and the violent reaction of Art's body made Van have to stop his stupid behavior immediately.

It was this short second that inflicted almost as much damage to Art as Bolahel wounded him with all his might.

And now, when he channeled this power into the giant insect's body, everything went smoothly again.

At this moment, he seemed to understand why his body would continue to evolve with the strength of the primordial power, and the reason was that the acquisition of the origin power required him to have a worm body, or a body structure similar to that of the zerg.

Faintly looking down at the creeping giant worm, "Tell me Bolahel, what you got in the Sea of Inheritance." ”

"Ability and skill, my master."

"Show me."

"As you wish."

Borahel gently shook the back shell, the back shell that was supposed to be close to the body was strangely separated at this moment, and under the open and closed back shell, there were several pairs of newborn transparent wing membranes!

"Master, the newborn wings still need to grow, and when I have mastered this ability thoroughly, I can become your mount for soaring into the sky."

Looking at the wings shining in the sun, the corners of Fan's mouth showed a satisfied smile.

"Good, Bolahel. When you show me more loyalty, more surprises, you will gain more origin power, you are my first slave, and I hope you will be my most loyal and strongest slave. ”

"Your brilliance will be my only enlightenment, my master, and I will break your bones to pieces." The rumbling insects resounded through the wilderness, firm and reverent, like blazing fire!

The Power of Origin is like a deadly decoy, attracting all the fanaticism of Borahel!

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and Van was satisfied with the seat at the head of Bolahel, where there was a seat carefully evolved by the giant insect, just for the special structure that had evolved, and Bolahel, who had consumed a lot of energy, had to push back the growth rate of the new wings by at least ten days.

"Let's go."

"And what about it? My master. Bolahel looked at Kramgu, who had been prostrate throughout.

It has been maintaining this movement since the moment the Origin Force appeared, it is just a Zerg captain who has just entered the peak, and if it does not rely on its special ability, it will definitely not be able to confront Borahel head-on. And it is also because of the gap in identity that it is additionally more afraid of the power of origin.

It witnessed everything that Brahma had bestowed, that was the ultimate pursuit of all zergs throughout their lives, and this power should have belonged only to the brood, but what happened now had a great impact on its thinking.

It was the power of origin that created the Zerg, not the brood. On this point, Kramgu has seen it thoroughly. Now that the brood is no longer able to grasp the power of origin, in fact, she has lost the last bottom line of her rule over the Zerg.

And there is some news that it lives on the edge knows more than Borlahel, who lives in the core.

The brood had been asleep long enough, and each time she woke up, it lasted less and less, since the last time. It had not issued a new order for a full year.

Without the support of their mothers, the high-ranking Akdum and Bemra have been coveted by too many of their kind, because there is news that the dormant brood eggs seem to feel the weakening of the previous brood, and have started the recovery ritual in advance, if this is true, this may represent a new round of reshuffle of the Zerg forces.

Any change of power is accompanied by killing and bloodshed, and this is also a way to choose the truly strong, and the Zerg is no exception.

And the fourteen-patterned Yegulal, to which Kramgu originally belonged, is the faction that is looking forward to the reshuffle of power, if the mother does not wake up, the entire Zerg is afraid that it will go through a big change.

However, at such a moment, a human with the power of origin appeared, how could Cramgu not be shocked?

Could this be the source of the great change? While Kramgu was deep in thought, he was determined to follow in the footsteps of Fan. In fact, under the influence of the power of origin, it cannot turn its back on Brahman, unless it dies by suicide.

It's not so stupid, Borahell, who is at the center of power, has chosen to surrender, so what is the need for it to insist?

Especially the spark of the power of origin, if it can also be obtained...... A frenzied light flashed in Cramgu's eyes.

Glancing indifferently at Cramgu who was prostrate on the ground, as if he could feel what it was thinking, Van couldn't help but snort softly.

The Zerg also have similarities with humans, and I don't know if it's because they have been learning from each other for many years, and they have been able to speak human language, and they are also contaminated with a lot of human vices.

Cramgu is very worthy of its image, and I am afraid that before Van tamed it, it was really as cunning and calculating as a chameleon.

"You stay here and wait for my orders. You should be aware of what kind of consequences will await you if you leak the news. ”

With such a calculating fellow, threats have always been more useful than promises.

"I understand, my master."

Kramgu prostrate himself on the ground, as reverent as Bolahel before him, and remained in this position until the figures of Van and Borlahel disappeared completely.

………………

Far away in the depths of the wilderness, there is no light and dark underground space.

Beneath the golden insect marks were two pairs of golden eyes.

"One of my people has left me forever, but wonder why I don't perceive its death?" Bemla whispered.

"What's it called?" This is the voice of Akdum.

"Bolahel, a very good descendant of the pinnacle......"

"A powerful young descendant, perhaps at the hands of the filthy humans of the Summit Council."

"Maybe...... If this is the case, the blood feud between us and the Summit Council will become even deeper. ”

"Hmph...... Instead of focusing on them, let's focus on the restless guys. Akdum snorted.

"If the rumors are true......"

"Shut up! Mother will be fine! Akdum snapped.

Bemla was silent for a moment, "You're right...... Mother has arranged everything now, and she will naturally be fine. ”

And then it murmured in a voice that it couldn't even hear,

"Maybe......" (To be continued.) )