Chapter Eighty-Eight: Change 2

I have to get up early tomorrow to send the baby to school, so be it today, and I will add more to you when I have free time......

"Huh?"

Hearing the voice, Ron turned around and frowned slightly.

"Who are you? Are you Rost's from Rost?"

Ignoring Ron's question, the man continued.

"You beat Fred to death, I can smell his blood from you, now give me the eggs of disillusionment?"

"Disillusionment eggs?" Ron glanced at the wide heavy sword in the man's hand, his face slightly cold. "I don't know what you're talking about, if it's to avenge Fred"

Before he could finish speaking, the man interrupted with a shake of his head.

"Don't hide it anymore, disillusionment of insect eggs is not accessible at your level, and that adult is not something you can provoke, leave it to me, and I will make your death look better." ”

"The sir?" Ron looked at him slightly.

It was a word he had heard before Fred died, as if it were the mastermind behind it.

But

"You think you can kill me?" a cold glint flashed in Ron's eyes. "I now suspect that you are in collusion with the Rost family, now come with me!"

As he spoke, he reached out fiercely towards the man.

The shadow of the huge palm faintly covered the man's entire head, as if he was about to be caught by Ron next.

"Look for death!"

Facing the palm that grabbed him, the man's face suddenly turned grim, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed directly towards Ron's palm.

With a whistling slash, Ron grabbed his palm and slammed it, and the direction of his fist changed, hitting the broad sword of the heavy sword directly.

A circle of white air suddenly flashed, followed by a whistling explosion.

'Bell !!!'

The heavy sword was smashed with his fist, and the man's expression was stunned, and then he slammed into the wall next to him with a 'bang'.

The stone brick wall was suddenly covered with cracks, and half of the man's body was not in the wall.

On the face is a clear fist print.

Ron withdrew his fist with a blank face, walked over to the man he had smashed into the wall twice, grabbed his head and slammed him up.

The man immediately peeled off the wall, bringing up large pieces of rubble.

The right side of the man's face was distorted, his nose and eyes were almost squeezed together, the right eye was completely bursting, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth, mixed with one or two white teeth.

And the wide heavy sword was lying on the ground, and the blade was faintly covered with subtle cracks.

However, even though he was beaten like this by Ron, the man was still alive, staring at Ron with one of his remaining eyes.

Not paying attention to his eyes, Ron raised the man to eye level and said in a cold voice.

"Who are you talking about? If you don't, I'll beat you to death here." ”

"It's useless. A few more teeth were spat out, and the man grinned, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth. "You can't kill me, and that adult will come to you, in order to disillusion the eggs, you are dead, hehehehe"

At the end of the words, a strange crazy laugh spat out of the man's mouth.

Ron, who was carrying his head, looked stunned, and he suddenly felt the hard head in his hand become extremely soft for some reason.

It's like pinching a plasticine.

The man's mouth gaped wide open to the base of his ear, revealing the blood-red sockets inside, and he stared at Ron with a mad sneer in his eyes.

"You're dead, hey, hey, dead"

'Smack!'

With a crazy laugh, his entire body exploded directly, turning into countless black ink flowing on the ground.

And half of Ron's body was splashed with the ink.

Looking at the black ink that had been half dyed all over his body, Ron's face was unusually gloomy.

"This way of disengagement, City Guard, I seem to be in trouble with the disillusionment of the insect eggs"

It's just a Phantom Sword extermination mission, and the events behind it will actually involve him, and Ron doesn't know if it's the witch's blood's doom ability or what.

But judging from this man's performance, the eyes of the people behind the Rost family have turned to him.

A few possibilities were quickly deduced in his mind, but they were all a little unbelievable, and Ron looked left and right around the street.

There weren't many pedestrians at this time, and he was still in the corner, and no one noticed the situation here.

When this happened, Ron wasn't in the mood to go to Slug's side again.

"Damn it!"

He cursed, and immediately beckoned a speeding carriage to run in the direction of the city guards......

Two hours later.

Outside the door of the captain's office of the City Guard.

Ron walked out of the office with an ugly face.

He reported his encounter with the man to Vitaly, but the information he received was somewhat unexpected.

"The City Guard hasn't even found out what the reason for Rost's actions is that if it's not the incompetence of the City Guard, or the fact that there is an ulterior absolute secret behind this matter, what could it be?"

Thinking about a series of questions in his head, before he knew it, he was back to his place.

Pushing open the door, Ron sat down at the table, gently pinching his eyebrows, soothing the headache from thinking.

"But why did the man mention disillusioning the eggs? Could it be that the eggs are really on me?"

He remembered that the witch's blood had removed the illusion of the disillusionment insects, but he did not know what the disillusionment eggs were.

Lowering his head, Ron gripped the cold arm under his neck, and a soft touch came from the palm of his hand.

"Witch's blood, perhaps?"

In his confusion, the cold arm of the witch's blood suddenly moved slightly in Ron's palm.

It's like, scratch him lightly.

Suddenly, Ron's gaze became faintly trance.

'Hiss'

A small voice came to my ears.

Ron's whole person seemed to be in a huge silver cocoon of light. Around the light cocoon were countless silver points of light, which were like small eyes, constantly flashing with a faint light to illuminate him.

Ron looked at the silver spot of light with a slightly dull expression, and there was an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, but he had never been here.

"Where is this?"

He looked around, and finally lowered his head, only to find that his original body had disappeared, replaced by a pink wriggling body.

"What's that!?"

His body trembled slightly with his shock, and the entire silver cocoon of light shook.

'Smack!'

Suddenly, a fragment-like image suddenly exploded in Ron's mind, like a prelude, and then countless fragments rushed out of Ron's mind.

"Is this a memory?" Ron was slightly stunned, then understood. "I'm now immersed in the memories of a bug!?"

This kind of picture is completely different from Julia's scattered memories before, it is a complete memory of a bug, from birth to the present.

The memory is short but fulfilling, and Ron even feels like a bug in the picture.

The translucent silver follicles are slowly escaping, the pink body is slowly growing, countless tawny insect legs crawl on the ground covered with rotting leaves, as time passes, the pink skin gradually fades, the white skin is exposed, and the huge black insect eyes reflect the blue sky overhead.

The two slender tentacles on the top of the head exude transparent fluctuations all the time, and all the intelligent creatures swept by the fluctuations turned into food.

This fluctuation is like the instinct of a living being, just like drinking water when thirsty and sleeping when sleepy, as long as you are awake, this fluctuation will continue to radiate.

"The Disillusionment Worm is the memory of an illusion insect, and it is the ability of the witch's blood to read and remember"

In the footage, Ron immediately recognized what the memory was coming from.

"But why at this time??If it's an illusion egg, why do you read the memory of the entire illusion insect directly??"

However, no matter how much he wondered, the memories of the disillusionment insect still kept exploding and filling his mind.

The life of the disillusionment insect is very monotonous, and they have terrifying abilities, but their lives are very comfortable and peaceful.

Aside from the ability to constantly emit hallucinations, the illusion insects are just a group of giant white caterpillars that only know how to eat, sleep, and sleep.

Moreover, compared to ordinary caterpillars, it may be considered a cute type just by its appearance.

A large number of memories made Ron's thinking gradually collapse.

Just when he felt like he couldn't hold on to himself

'Hiss'

The voice came out again.

With a 'whew', Ron who was sitting at the table stood up suddenly, his face was covered with cold sweat, the green tendons on his forehead kept surging, his face was pale, but his eyes were blood-red, and he couldn't even see his pupils clearly.

"Wake up, damn it"

The blood-red in Ron's eyes quickly faded and returned to their original pupil color.

If there were more of those memories, maybe his mind would be directly overwhelmed by these memories, and he would really become a bug, which would be crazy.

However, while waking up again, he felt as if he could also use the hallucination ability of the illusion insect in his memory.

"Is it a memory?"

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ron looked up and let out that the sky outside had completely turned black.

Before you know it, it's night.

"The number of memories is increasing, why is time delayed? Is it because something is wrong with my body?

Ron felt that even if he hadn't been killed by this thing's bad luck, he would have been driven into madness.

He poured himself a glass of cold water, poured it into his stomach in one gulp, and patted his cheek vigorously before he cleared his chaotic brain a little.

Since receiving the Witch's Blood, Ron feels that his life has become more and more chaotic.

So much so that there is a feeling of being chased and forced to the cliff.

It's as if the whole person is locked in a plastic bag filled with water, and the view at close range is clear, but the things in the distance are distorted.

Shaking his head slightly, shaking out the memories of the disillusionment insect that had cluttered in his mind, Ron took a deep breath, trying to bring his calm thoughts back to himself.

The night breeze was blowing, and there was silence in the entire city guard.

In the distance, the grey streets could be seen with soldiers of the City Guard on duty back and forth.

However, as Ron propped his hands on the table, sorting through his chaotic thoughts.

'Click!'

A crisp voice abruptly appeared in the silence.

"Who?"

Ron jerked his head, only to find a pitch-black shadow standing by the slightly open window for some time.

The shadow was in the shape of a large bird, motionless, like a sculpture that stood for an unknown amount of time.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ron's hand suddenly strained.

'Whew!'

There was a screech from the cup on the table, and it shot hard at the shadow.

However, then the cup pierced through the shadow directly and strangely.

"Funny boy, it's a miracle that you can survive after being eroded like this?" said the shadow of the big bird, but in an old voice.

Then the firelight of the soldiers patrolling the street outside, Ron faintly saw that it was indeed a black bird like a crow.

But strangely, the bird's head is a strange face covered with black feathers.