Chapter 1035 The Insect Mother on the Sky (2nd Update!)

At the same time, somewhere in the multiverse

Another poor guy whose life was robbed...

Kelbechus looked at the dry skin at his feet.

If he hadn't happened to break it by stepping on it, the opponent's spine would have completely lost its quality.

The other party might still leave it like a fallen leaf, trampled by passing beasts or wanderers like him.

Although this is no longer an unusual thing.

But Kelbecus still bent down and tried to bury it.

"Nameless brother, you may still have a lot of fame before you die and be remembered by many people."

"But now, you and I together are less than a hundred years old."

Kelbechus packed the broken skins and bones together with a fork.

Naturally, he didn't dare to touch it directly with his hands.

It's not out of fear or taboo of the dead, but because I'm worried that there may be a vicious curse attached to it or a more difficult trouble.

This was originally supposed to be a forest farm.

The densely planted mangroves grow wildly without supervision.

Maybe in a few years, there won't be a dedicated path for people to travel here.

This world's mangrove is a fairly tolerant tree, allowing shrubs and weeds to share the land with it.

If it hadn't been for that disaster, the owner of this farm would have made a fortune...

Kelbekus leans against a thick mangrove tree.

The unique rough and tough outer skin of the mangrove tree made Kelbekus' back feel a little raw.

He calmed his breathing, and then put aside the remains that were randomly tied together with wooden vines.

Years of wandering have left traces of wind and frost on his face.

The body of a person who was clearly less than forty years old already looked as if he was about to die.

This is also a kind of protection...

For those violent plunderers, they looked down upon an old body like Kelbechus.

Because the lowest predators have limited access to dark power from their masters.

They cannot plunder at will.

Therefore, it also gave birth to beings like Kelbecus who had to wander in order to survive.

Even cities and civilizations are still hanging on.

And the total population that has been contained has also caused a sudden overabundance of resources.

But Kelbekus was unwilling to live a seemingly luxurious life, but like an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

Those traitors who crawled at the feet of the predators for the sake of a more prolonged death were even more despising to Kelbecus.

If those poultry knew it, they would eventually be devoured by the owners who raised them.

So, can they still show that kind of obedience?

Kelbecus didn't know...

The grave he dug for this poor man whose time had been robbed consumed much of his energy.

He was not worried about the danger caused by exhaustion.

Being targeted by those predators, no matter how good your physical strength is, it will be of no use.

By contrast, being eaten by a wild beast as prey is the only risk associated with it.

"Gululu..."

After taking a swig of the bitterly cold water, Kelbechus began to dispose of the poor creature's remains.

And at this moment, an evil voice appeared in his ears:

"Look at you, Kelbecus, the former King of Blood Skulls..."

"Are you still following your ridiculous rules?"

"Look what you're looking at: a burial for a dead body?"

"It's so pitiful. How many innocent people's heads have you broken off..."

"Now, are you craving for redemption?"

The evil voice kept echoing in Kelbekus's ears, and he continued his actions expressionlessly.

I don't know when this evil existence was born in his mind.

It always talks nonsense, describing a cruel and cruel ruler of the dark world who shares his name.

So much so that in some hazy moments, it was difficult for Kelbekus to tell the difference.

Which ones are my real memories, and which ones are the stories spun by this evil voice.

But it's also irrelevant:

In such a crazy world, survival or destruction is unpredictable.

Perhaps just a moment ago, he was trudging forward in the wilderness unharmed.

Perhaps in the next moment, just like the owner of this withered skeleton, he died violently in the wilderness.

In such a depressing situation, one more noisy voice is really nothing.

It's more or less a human voice...

But in a crazy world, everything will never be deflected by a little kindness from an individual.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, Kelbecus, who was burying the nameless bones, seemed to hear something.

The next moment, he didn't hesitate at all.

After pressing a certain device on his left hand, Kelbekus lay down on his back.

He could feel his blood flowing crazily.

This flow does not stop until it reaches a certain dangerous threshold.

This operation made his already withered face even worse.

A feeling of imminent death gradually lingered outside his body.

At this time, the originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded in boundless darkness.

Everything was silent, and a depressing silence instantly dominated the entire world!

"It seems you can no longer beg for contempt like a maggot this time."

The evil voice appeared in Kelbekus's ears again.

Unlike before, this time the other party's voice showed some obvious emotional fluctuations.

It was a strong sarcasm and coldness.

"Those monsters are not as picky as their minions in the mortal world."

"Come on, tear open the chains of order!"

"They are just some void cubs, you can easily crush them!"

While the evil voice was still telling Kelbekus its plan in a gentle and persuasive way in his ears.

The dark sky suddenly became deeper.

It seemed that something was wriggling in it.

In a trance, Kelbekus seemed to see a huge vortex.

But it didn't seem to be a burning vortex, but more like - the pelvis of a giant insect?

The evil voice seemed to stagnate for this.

For a moment, Kelbekus seemed to feel that the whole world had become quiet.

Then, he heard that voice again.

With a tone unfamiliar to Kelbekus:

"It seems that this world is going to be destroyed."

"You still haven't woken up..."

"My king..."

Accompanied by the whisper of the evil voice, Kelbekus saw the indescribably huge insect "slowly" falling from the dark sky.

The wriggling dark clouds seemed to be just the dark skirt of its wrinkled body.

Kelbekus was finally able to see the other party's head - it was evil and hideous that could not be described in words.

Thousands of sharp teeth like blades stretched out in its intricate mouth.

They even wriggled and twisted, like living things.

And at this moment, the huge insect seemed to have discovered something.

It stopped suddenly, and then suddenly bit in one direction!

It was a viciousness and horror that was enough to make all things tremble!