The great void raider Mr. Kazick felt everything was terrible.

Originally, it was chased by a damn lion-faced guy all over the world. He lived a bad life with a worry all day, and had no last meal after eating, and had no evolutionary results for several days.

After that, he finally managed to survive the damn lion face and suddenly gave up the pursuit of it for some reason. When he finally lived a few days of good life, he discovered something even worse.

That is, my head broke at some point. Yes, it must have been broken. Otherwise, how could anyone talk in my head? The great Mr. Kazak doesn't remember that he has evolved his brain structure.

Because that is really too dangerous, and it is possible to turn yourself into an idiot at any time.

At first, Mr. Kazak felt that his body had not evolved in recent times, so his smart and powerful brain protested against him, so it decided not to pay attention to the voice in his head.

However, however, Kazik ignored it, but it began to get worse. At first, it was just whispering in his mind all day long. In the end, the annoying voice made Kazik's entire head hurt. Kazik rolled all over the ground. Kazik's pain in pain could not raise any appetite even when facing the freshest flesh and blood.

It finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

So it began to try to hear clearly what the sound in its head was. It focused its attention that it did not even take out even when facing the lion's face, and carefully distinguished every syllable in its mind.

Then it heard: "Go to the south, go to the south."

Go to the south? Damn, what the hell is that? Kazik couldn't help but curse, but it still tentatively took a step towards the snow in the south.

The pain actually eased, and Kazik took another tentative step back. The headache came again and knocked it to the ground again, even more violent than the previous pain. It was like putting his gorgeous and graceful scarlet body on the hottest flames and grilling it all the way to his soul.

In desperation, the poor void plunderer, Mr. Kazke, had no choice but to set foot on the southward journey.

What's worse is that on the way to the south, there is nothing except ice and snow, and there is not even a hair of a living creature. The great Mr. Kazak not only has his body not evolved in these days, but his stomach is almost hungry.

If it weren't for the energy it had stored before, it was enough for it to survive, then the great Mr. Kazak would not have time to realize that it would eat up all the creatures in this plane, and to link the name Kazak with the most horrors. Before this epic ambition, he would have died on this ice field in the north due to headaches and hunger, and died in obscurity.

"It's really damn, damn, damn..." Kazak roared hysterically.

This is the seventh day of its journey south, and there are still endless white, white, damn white, white.

Kazak waved his pair of sharp sickle-like red minions that had evolved like two of the best blacksmiths. The infinite hunger was about to drive it crazy. If it weren't for the scarlet eyes that had evolved enough to match Piltwolf's latest magical reconnaissance mirror, he saw the silhouette of the blurry mountain in the distance, he almost wanted to take out his brain of unknown shape with one claw and eat it.

There must be food there, there must be food there.

The red mantis kept comforting himself like this, while spreading the pair of wings as thin as cicadas behind him, flapping his wings, and rushed into the boundless snow-falling sky in the face of the violent wind and snow.

There is nothing to stop me, Kazik, I have to eat.

The violent Lord Kazik tear through the boundless wind and snow like a red meteor, and drew a scarlet track in the sky.

The speed that almost broke through the sound barrier broke through a nearly stagnant space in the entire sky. The speed that was too fast for a person to blink was undoubtedly displayed in a flash of the abrupt mountain that was originally blurred in Kazak's eyes.

It was a mountain that penetrated straight into the sky, with heavy clouds covering the extremely high mountain top, and it was impossible to see the situation of the mountain top clearly. If Chen Senran was here, he would have recognized that this mountain was the highest peak of the Beitieji Mountain and the place where God lived.

But Kazik didn't recognize it, it just flapped its wings even harder because it smelled...the food.

Many, many, food tastes.

"Kazick, I want to eat all of you." The flying mantis roared in the sky almost madly, because the speed was too fast, and the sound was torn into pieces at the moment of the exit, as unpleasant as the noise made by the worst pianist twisting the strings.

The red meteor is getting closer and closer to that mountain. With just one breath, Mr. Kazak, who is extremely hungry, will be able to descend in front of that mountain valley and have a good meal.

And at that moment, Kazak was excitedly exuding a thick scarlet red on his entire wings, as if there were signs of evolution.

The damn voice appeared again, and it suddenly rang in Kazik's head, which was almost burned by hunger, and in an instant it occupied its entire brain and shot it down directly from a height of hundreds of yards.

The red meteor came to an abrupt end and the sky returned to its original shape again.

The wind and snow continued to blow, and Kazik fell heavily to the ground and made a dull collision sound, crashing through the three-yard thick snow.

Fortunately, Mr. Kazak's shell evolved strong enough, otherwise this would be enough to smash it into meat sauce. However, the powerful impact force still caused a great impact on its body through its solid red shell.

Ten minutes later, our poor Mr. Kazick got up from the deep snow, and it was not until then that it vaguely heard the sound that was still echoing in his mind: "Bastard, come here."

What this means is that the mountains in the north. Kazik raised his head and looked at the continuous mountains in the north with his scarlet eyes. It took him a long time to get up and began to walk towards the mountains reluctantly.

"If I know which bastard is playing with me, I must suck his bone marrow dry-aaaaaaaaaa--" The crazy Mr. Mantis waved its scarlet sickle wildly and let out a deafening roar.

At the same time, less than a hundred yards, Nunu, who was riding Planwei on a walk, sneezed violently, and glanced at the distance with some confusion, the murderous intent gradually fading away.

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