On a barren land, hideous-looking insects scattered and fled, bringing up bursts of yellow-brown dust. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind them, a huge pillar of fire stretched out to the heavens and the earth.

The pillar of fire kept exuding a blazing heat, burning the surrounding earth into pieces of molten slurry, constantly tumbling bubbles, slowly but surely spreading around.

"Hiss......"

"Hiss......"

Occasionally, a few insects that didn't make it and fled quickly were swept away by the flowing lava, as if they were stuck in the deep swamp, and no matter how much they struggled with their four slender thighs, they could not escape the shackles of the lava.

I wanted to continue struggling, but I helplessly found that my slender thighs had been melted by the hot magma, and my body wrapped in hard armor fell into the deep magma again.

The hot lava melted its hard armor, revealing its fine, white flesh.

It hissed hotly, hoping to be rescued by its "brothers and sisters".

But before its chirp could be answered, his white, tender flesh was instantly roasted, scorched, and then melted into ashes in the hot magma.

Akira is remarkable for its last existence in this world.

"Hiss......"

"Hiss......"

After hearing the plea for help from his "brother", a hideous-looking beetle turned around and chirped a few times towards the place where the sound emanated from the molten slurry. He wanted to see where the "brother" in the depths of the molten was, so he could go to the rescue.

It was only a few hisses, but it never got a response from the "brother".

When it took a few steps forward, trying to get closer to the magma to get a closer look at the location of its "brother", it found that its hard armor had no effect on the hot magma.

It had only approached the ten meters range of the magma, and he felt the tender flesh he had hidden under the thick carapace being burned painfully, and he estimated that it had been scalded to death before it could get close to the magma.

When the time comes, it is estimated that if the person is not rescued, even it will have to ride into it.

Without the slightest hesitation, it turned and left the uncomfortable place, away from the hot molten slurry.

Quickly stepping on his four slender thighs, he ran towards the large army that had already gone away, without looking back.

"Bang ......"

A loud explosion rang out from the pillar of fire that covered the heavens and the earth.

After the violent explosion, a stream of hot magma erupted from the pillar of fire, and quickly splashed in all directions, quickly carrying the slow-flowing lava towards the scattered beetles.

It was like a huge raindrop, with a blazing heat and a huge impact smashing into the frightened and panicked beetles on the ground.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

The scorching magma fell from the sky, smashing the hideous beetles on the ground, "hissing" and struggling to get up from the ground.

But he was smashed to the ground by the magma rain that fell from the sky immediately afterward.

When it tried to rise from the ground again, all three of its legs and half of its body had been incinerated by the magma, leaving only half of its body and a severed leg.

Although its vitality is very tenacious, its balance is very bad, usually just one leg is enough to make it fall to the ground, and now, it has lost three legs, and it estimates that it will never have a chance to stand up.

It is most likely to be burned into a pile of ashes by the magma rain that fell from the sky, and if it is lucky enough to survive this "natural disaster", it is estimated that the only thing that awaits him is the fangs of his companions in addition to fending for itself.

Keep your eyes open, look at the magma-stained sky, and listen to the roar of the magma rain falling on the ground. Desperate and helpless, he lay in place, waiting for the end of his life.

I don't know if it was luck or what, it survived the "natural disaster".

Looking at the tattered earth around it that was smashed by the magma rain, looking at the compatriots who were burned to ashes by the magma, and looking at the rapidly spreading magma, it had mixed feelings. Watching the magma rain fall from the sky again and again, constantly sprinkling around me, I experienced the great fear between life and death again and again.

He thought a lot.

Thinking about their own "life";

thinking about their own "ideals";

Thinking about their own "pursuit";

Thinking about the meaning of their existence;

Think about something it never considered and doesn't need to think about.

Never has it thought so much about a day, a month, or a year as it does today, though it does not need to think so much about it, but only to obey and carry out the orders of the "chief".

I want to close my compound eyes, leave this noisy world, stay away from this tribe that it has spent its life on, and say goodbye to the war that I don't know what it means. But I found myself helplessly without this function.

It doesn't have eyelids and doesn't need to.

Although it used to be very satisfied, today it is helpless.

After so many years of evolution, he has always fought for this tribe, the leader of this tribe, and evolved himself into a weapon of war, as a result.

In the end, even the function of opening and closing the eyes was not left behind.

It doesn't know whether to be happy or distressed.

Waiting for his pair of compound eyes, looking at this barren land, the fiery sky, quietly waiting for the end of life.

Suddenly, the pillar of fire that connected heaven and earth began to slowly shrink, as if this calamity that had fallen from heaven was about to end.

Although the pillar of fire had begun to shrink, it still took about ten minutes before it slowly changed from a thick pillar of fire to a small needle of fire, and then slowly dissipated.

After the pillar of fire dissipated, the beetle that was lying on the uneven ground waiting for death could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even it doesn't know why it's the way it is.

Death is not new to it, especially for soldiers like them who have been on the front line, and death is a perfect "catharsis".

Being able to die well is the most beautiful wish of a "big soldier".

Suddenly, a pitch-black shadow appeared in front of its eyes, emerging from where the pillar of fire had disappeared.

Accompanied by a thick flame, Visionon entered this newfound world from the place where the crystal wall was shattered.

After burrowing into the new world from the place where the crystal wall was broken, Weston was stunned by the scene before him. In his perception, this world is full of vitality and vitality. But now, when he entered this world, he found that it was barren and full of mounds like anthills.

I didn't see a trace of green at all.

The only thing that fills the eyes is the molten and earthy earth, and the "insect corpses" everywhere.