"Click"

The pirate used the power of the void and burned it with the faint purple void fire and squeezed it hard. The bones in his hand broke into gray-white fragments, and the thing held in his palm was finally exposed.

It is a withered and curled up seed, looking extremely deficient in water.

"The scroll of petrified bark."

Sandys glanced at it and said in a hoarse voice:

"Made from the bark of the ancient tree of war, a skill that only senior druids and elves rangers can use, and when exposed to water it will re-expand.

It is the best way to keep confidential in a water-deficient desert.”

"Good stuff, I'll get some if I have the chance."

Black took out his skull wine pot, twisted the lid and poured the wine on the seeds. The thing quickly stretched out and eventually turned into a square piece of bark paper.

There are dense Salastic marks on it, and the marks are a little confused. It seems that they were written in an emergency.

The stinky pirate glanced at Sandys, who was collecting the bone scattered on the ground, which was the last proof that Ms. Lin Ge could find and retained in the world.

General Sentinel gently picked up the tiger-eye stone ring that fell to the ground and blew off the gravel on it.

This is the last relic of Namuria Linge, and it should be handed over to Ms. Linge's only relative, that is, her student, Emeral Shadow Guard.

"Do you want to watch it together?"

Black took a sip of wine and asked. Sandys nodded silently, came over and looked at the bark in front of him with the dim moonlight above his head.

The first sentence above made both of them widen their eyes:

"I am Namuria Linge, General Sailor of the Blade Sentinel Legion. If you see this letter, it means I am dead at the hands of the insects.

Don't feel sad for me.

This may be the best ending for me who has entered the taboo. I am already in a state of mind. When I stepped into the empire of the insects, I even saw a monster composed of eyeballs.

That is the evil god they believe in.

And I'm going to die.

I am being hunted by the war guards of the Qila Cyborg people.

Those swarm guards would not allow an outsider who had cracked the mysteries of the swarm to survive. I could still hear a strange voice calling me to the dark temple.

Elun protects my heart, but I can't hold on for too long.

My mind was shaking because it was integrated into the will of the swarm, and I made a terrible mistake.

I will record all the secrets I found about the kiraworm to warn the later generations.

Xenografts can be tamed!

But never try to easily integrate into the will of the swarm like me, because what awaits you at the end of that chain of will is not the commander of the Qilazeng, Gemini Emperor or the vicious Hahoran!

I was wrong.

It was not until I truly integrated into it that I discovered that the source of the will of the swarm was Cthun, the fallen god!

Before defeating the dark evil god, any attempt to tame the swarm will cause you to fall into Cthun's despicable trap!

Our will is far from fighting against a god.

Trying to end the war by taming the alien bug is just a future of being lured into design! Cthun uses it to capture the warriors under the command of natural forces.

Remember!

Don't try until the throne of the evil god collapses!

Finally, tell Little Emerel for me.

I will pray for her in the endless darkness, and I know that she will make me proud.

Well, the gate of the temple is close.

Those bugs made way for me...
Chapter completed!