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Dark, damp worm passages meander in front of you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every now and then, a fork in the road or a wide hall will pop up.

The ground is uneven, and such a rugged and bumpy road is obviously not suitable for human traffic, and only the Zerg can use their many sharp feet to walk freely in such an environment.

Since the soil is not deep enough, the thick rhizomes and dense roots of the old trees are always pulled out of the sticky, slippery intestinal walls. In the improvised tunnels of the burrowers, you'll also find some strange scales and insect skins that have fallen from them.

Fecanth cautiously walked through one dark tunnel after another, occasionally brushing shoulders with the swarming insects. But the two sides were obviously close to each other, and they smelled each other, but the war bugs squeezed past Fecanth as if they were blind to it.

It can be seen that they must be burdened with some kind of task assigned by brain worms, and they are struggling to go to a certain battlefield at the moment.

Fecanth curled up on the side of the tunnel, waiting for the 3,000-numbered insect swarm before continuing his journey. There's no way, what he's transformed into now is just an ordinary war insect, and it's no different from other war insects in terms of level authority, so he doesn't dare to swagger around in the insect path.

The Zerg is a highly centralized group dedicated to killing, and the ordinary Zerg are just carriers of the extension of the consciousness of the superior Zerg, and there is no concept of individual power or private interests at all. Therefore, any bug that Fekanth saw was busy, and he couldn't see any "ziyu" bugs roaming the world like him.

If it was just ordinary mimicry and disguise, Fecans didn't want to hide from any of the bugs he came into contact with. But after obtaining a magical soul template from Li Xun, Fekans inexplicably has the ability to reproduce authentically.

He captured a war insect on the battlefield and sucked its juice, and then completely transformed himself into an Angela war bug. This change is not only in appearance, but also in the soul breath and way of thinking.

Harnessing this strange body, Fekanth walked through the battlefield, burrowed into the wormhole, and walked quickly through the worm path that could not be reached for more than ten hours, but in front of it was still a wide worm path that was winding and twisting, and did not know where it led.

Damn, it can't go on like this! The insect paths here extend in all directions, interlocking, but lack unified and meticulous planning. Therefore, for this "fake" bug, this place is really a huge labyrinth covering an area of tens of thousands of kilometers. If you rely on yourself to explore little by little, I am afraid that the Crane plane has fallen, and it will be difficult for you to find the true core of the hive.

After a brief thought, Fecanth swiped four pairs of arthropods, turning into a wider passage with a muffled thud.

This should be the main road for the Zerg to travel underground, which is much wider and smoother than the "sheep intestine path" just now. What surprised Fecans even more was the fungus blanket that stretched out to every inch of the cave wall.

It is a special living substance between plants and animals, and walking on it is like walking on a piece of tough and soft cowhide armor, and the sharp knots will no longer be difficult to walk because they are deeply rooted in the soil. And standing on the fungus carpet, Fekans could feel that the energy and aura in his body were also slowly improving, and his soul connection with distant places could also be significantly strengthened.

That sounded like a good thing, but Fecans became more cautious. It doesn't want to be in the bugs' dens and the bugs will find out who they really are. Fighting is the most annoying thing, so let's avoid it as much as possible!

After walking through the swarm for so long, Fecans finally discovered that there was a serious hierarchy in the swarm. War insects and flying insects like it are undoubtedly cannon fodder of the lowest rank, and their status is also the lowest, while those stinging snakes that look like a skinned pit viper have a significantly higher status than ordinary war insects.

In the central passage, whenever the stinging snakes appear, the swarm will give them the best spot in the middle. And these high-spirited stinging snakes swaggered away with their ugly bodies.

Such a process is completely spontaneous and conscious, just like every bug has etched a complete set of Zerg rank lists in its brain, and it has become an instinct to give priority to protecting the superior Zerg without the command of the brain worm.

Of course, during the time he traveled underground, Fekanth also saw some Zerg warehouses guarded by elite war insects more than once, which stockpiled gold, silver, agate, purple jade and other precious metals and magic gems that could fill a huge cave.

Everything was simply piled up in a cave, there were no magic traps, no magic guards, no mountains and seas of Zerg guards, only ten elite war insects guarding them.

Every time she passed through such a cavern, Fecans could feel her soul tremble.

With the combat power of his legendary king, it would take no more than 3 fingers to kill these ten war insects, and it would not take half an hour to sweep the entire cave into the air. Can...... But he couldn't do it!

The stern admonition of the Lord of the Graveyard, the teachings of Master Kel'thugad, and the damned mission he had promised!

Fecans reluctantly glanced at the jewels that reflected the eyes of the insects, turned her head and continued to crawl into the depths of the hive.

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Just as the necropolis and the insect swarm were having fun on the edge of the Zerg Plains, the elven holy city in the distance was once again in crisis.

Persimmons like to find soft pinching, and Angela Zerg is no exception!

After a few rounds of fighting with the Necropolis in the Elven Forest, the brainworms who didn't take advantage of it immediately gave up on this terrible war of chronic suicide.

Fighting the elves, no matter how great the sacrifice is, the loot captured can be used to pay back the value of the price. But in the battle with the cemetery, even if there is an occasional victory, the bugs can't digest the body of the undead. And what's even worse is that it has become very difficult for the high-level undead in the cemetery to kill them completely.

It is said that with the increase in the number of dragon lichs in the cemetery, there is an egg sore dragon lich affiliated with the Institute of the Undead who is idle and bored, and actually makes a simple version of the lich life box. Of course, this kind of life box is not the same as the real lich life box, but the strange thing is that it can be used on other creatures.

You know, to create a true Lich Crate, it would cost an average legendary mage bankrupt. Therefore, there are so many necromancers in various planes who want to live forever, but only a handful of them have truly become lichs. Why? The lack of magic gems and magic materials to create the Lich's lifebox is the real reason preventing the Lich from appearing in large quantities.

What's more, in the process of building the Lich Life Box, it is also necessary to use various magical skills that have long been no longer circulated in the outside world, which requires extremely high knowledge reserves for the creator, which is difficult for ordinary saint-level mages to achieve, let alone those who go to the teacher. Therefore, generally speaking, the transformation of lich can only be done by advanced spellcasters, and it is also their exclusive benefit, and the rest of the fighters cannot meet the standard in terms of financial resources, knowledge reserves, and magic skills.

Moreover, since the Lich Life Box made by himself is tailor-made, it can only be used by yourself, and there is never a problem of spot supply!

But now, a certain egg-sore dragon lich has actually created a simplest version of the lich's lifebox. This Lich Crate has no ability to repair broken souls, nor does it have the ability to create new torso again, only the simplest of conjuring spirits.

In other words, if the owner of the life box suddenly dies in the outside world, he can use this broken life box to gather his soul back again. Of course, this life box also needs to be placed in a safe enough place.

Now there is a funny dragon lich who has made a simple life box with cheap means, which can allow any living creature to imprint his soul breath into it. If you suddenly die outside, the Soul Conjuring Circle of the Life Box will pull this guy's soul back, giving it a chance to start over.

This idea is actually somewhat similar to the current Soul Hall of the Great Necropolis. However, the Hall of Spiritualism can only reserve 5 souls at a time, and the waiting process for recovery is extremely long, so it is usually only used as an exclusive benefit for Graveyard heroes. However, this simple life box can be manufactured in large quantities, which is simple and practical, and can benefit all classes.

Therefore, some time ago, with the emergence of a large number of simple life boxes, almost one mercenary and high-level elite living in the circle of the cemetery. After imprinting their souls, they deposited their life boxes in the Hall of Spirits or the Temple of the Evil Gods, and paid large sums of money to the acolytes.

In this way, once they suddenly die in the future, after their souls return to the life box, they will need to trouble the acolyte to send their souls back to the place of origin to regain a body.

This has become a new business for the acolytes!

It is precisely because all the men in the cemetery are so difficult to deal with, and the brainworms who have been hit urgently need a large amount of flesh and blood in order to facilitate the evolution of the insect swarm under them, so they can only refocus on those relatively weak elves.

So, when the cemetery group of heroes fought with the swarm in the Zerg Plains, an even larger swarm of insects had approached the elven holy city.

After more than half a month of rest, the elves have recovered from the last big rout. During this time, they sent a large number of elites of the clan to the Warcraft Continent to "negotiate" with the Warcraft King and other natives there to get along with each other.

Hehe, it's a negotiation, but it's more of a threat. That bit of karma in the ancient period has long since disappeared with the passage of time, and it is impossible for the elven clan with a big family to occupy a vast forest in the Warcraft Continent without experiencing some open and secret battles.

So when a large swarm of insects emerged from the ground in the nearby jungle, the entire Elven Holy City shook.