So what is an abyssal slug? is nature, uh... It is a scavenger of the endless abyss, a small existence like sand and gravel at the bottom of the food chain.

The value of this creature in the abyss is to devour garbage day and night until the end of their short life of only three days. And it is worth mentioning that in their short life cycle, no demon will actively eat it, because they contain toxins that cannot be digested at all, and they have no energy and nutritional value at all!

But after three days, their dead bodies will undergo special changes, and under the influence of the energy in their bodies, they will turn into a kind of plant 'abyssal grass'. Then wait in the place where it takes root, to be eaten by the demons that feed on it.

This is the abyssal slug, the fateful short life, the future of our pig's feet in three days.

Of course, now that it is not enlightened, it will not consider these things, and it does not understand what to consider. It was just driven by instinct, squirming its round body that was getting fatter and fatter the more it ate, and kept moving in the process of eating, crawling towards the real abyss world beyond the Demon Cliff of the 'nursery'.

A day and two days, and finally when the third day is approaching. It followed the newborn demons that had completed several evolutions around it and was in the mature body stage, and walked through a red barrier inconspicuously and walked out of the Demon Cliff. However, it was not a happy land and a new birth that greeted this group of newly born demons, but the slaughter of the higher predators who came here every year to wait for them and were already hungry - full of malice from the abyssal world!

Click, click.....

The minions of the struggling demon could not scrape a trace on the skin of the little devil more than two meters high, and could only be stuffed alive into the big mouth of the blood basin, and the flesh and blood flew between his lips and teeth.

Needless to say, the weapons and armor that the newborn demons are proud of in the nursery are meaningless to the eyes of the full-body demons such as the Bone Demon Bird, the Inferior Explosion Demon, etc. The struggle before death can only be regarded as a decoration before the meal, after all, who cares about an extra cherry on the cake?

The juice splashed again, the internal organs and limbs flew together, and it was a new round of fighting, but this time it could only be regarded as some kind of one-sided gluttonous feast. But the calamity of the newborn demon was not all calamity, a purple abyssal slug and its ilk were also enjoying the feast. I saw that they were still the same, squirming round and transparent bodies in the battlefield, chewing all the way forward with a mouthpiece.

Unfortunately, when the third day came, many abyssal slugs could no longer hold on.

Cracks suddenly appeared on their short and fat heads, and clear bodily fluids seeped out of them. With a squeaky scream, they burrowed into the ground with their sharp mouthparts, and one by one quietly passed away after being halfway into their bodies, unable to move again. Shortly after they died, the scorching monsoon from south to north finally passed through the Demon Cliff, carrying the remains of tens of thousands of abyssal slugs that had become very light, rising into the orange-brown clouds and blowing towards the next place.

And these 'seeds' that have been taken away will always be sown in the direction of the wind, so that the abyssal grass will grow all over the barren realm. After the towering 'sea of corpses' followed her, a purple abyssal slug, alone and continued to squirm forward, at this moment it seemed very different.

It seemed to be far from reaching its limits like its companions, chewing on the corpses of its own kind, and under the influence of instinct, it headed out into the unknown. But in fact, its instinct does not know where to go, just to move forward for the sake of moving forward. Because since its birth a long time ago, there has never been a slug under the law of the abyss, which is not supported by fate until now, and it seems that it can continue to survive.

Boom, boom......

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded behind the slug, and this sound got closer and closer, until it was finally clear that it was the newborn demons who had survived the test and survived to the end. They were still scrambling to flee and not stop, because there were a large number of half-complete demons behind them, killing them all.

And the demons that are chasing and killing belong to the second echelon, because their strength is not as good as those complete bodies outside the barrier, so they can only wait for these poor worms who are much rarer 'leftovers' to arrive from a distance. Their only hope is that they can evolve to a complete body after eating enough, so that they will have a place in the first echelon next year.

The same particular slug, still ignored by the demons, began a new round of garbage guy journey in the chaos.

Wave after wave, I don't know how long it took, when only a few hundred newborn demons finally fled and headed for the place where the race belonged in the memory inheritance, this round of newborn feast was completely over.

......

A layer of the abyss, a barren realm.

The scorching crimson sun kept scorching the same crimson desert land. In a world where there is no night, a sparse yellowing abyssal grass meets a one-kind nemesis and ends the rest of its life with a clattering chew.

If you look closely, the purple halo around it is restrained, isn't it our pig's foot, and it is still alive and well in this strange and dangerous desert because of the slug's racial gift, ignorance. However, there are also cracks in its head, indicating that its next stage is coming. I just don't know if I want to die and turn into a grass to continue to return to reincarnation, or if I want to continue to escape from fate and start the abyss evolution journey as a demon.

Soon the abyssal grass was wiped out, and as if it were eternally hungry, it wriggled after eating, and began to search for the next meal as before. Only this time, in the deepest part of its mind, the mysterious symbols composed of the river on the other side of the river were finally combined at this moment. This squirming symbol that exudes a misty silver light, like a child's graffiti, is composed of a wave of desolation and desolation, and it can't wait to spread.

Not scattered in the surrounding space, nor in the abyssal plane, this wave is spreading in a distant place in the higher dimensions. It was so hidden and tiny that the eternal beings of the lands beyond, high above the river, were found to have long since ended their fluctuations, and were no longer traceable.

But this slug doesn't know about what happened to him, and it's confused now. Because even its muddy brain can sense that it is in a strange place at this time.

But this place is strange, it doesn't feel hungry anymore, the hunger that occupies the whole body and soul is gone?!

Then in this gloomy room, Xingqi, who was eating instant noodles, saw this beautiful purple creature that suddenly appeared, slowly squirming to his side, arching his calves like a cat, and hugging him coquettishly.

Xingqi touched its transparent jelly-like body in confusion, it was really alive?!However, instead of sleeping soundly as before, the black cat he raised was not as sleepy as before, but its hair was erect and arched its back, and it made a piercing hiss at this strange creature, as if it were facing a great enemy!