"Wow!"
Thor Ivy's sword blade was slowly pulled out from the joint of Kikimore Queen's carapace.
Thick blood slowly fell down the sword.
The entire underground hall fell into dead silence.
All Kikimore were stunned in place, their six jointed limbs constantly rubbing against the ground, making a slight rustling sound, and seemed at a loss.
They cannot receive the guidance of Kikimore Queen pheromones, and they are losing their mother.
Helplessness, hesitation, fear, and negative emotions surround their hearts.
Arwen stood on Kikimore Queen's body, straightening his back and his chest rising and falling slightly.
Shaking off the blood on the sword blade, he glanced at the panel.
The cat's eyes suddenly narrowed.
In his estimation, Kikimore Queen is the same as Bloodthorn Ghoul King, a blue mutant.
But the reality exceeded his expectation.
In the column of mutants, there is an extra purple pattern.
Like Cyclops Old Spearhead", the talent given by Kikimore Queen is purple!
[Kill Kikimore Queen (Boss), get Kikimore Queen Mutagen 100%]
[Kikimore Queen Mutagen (Purple): Install this mutation, your mental power can be greatly increased, and you can obtain the purple talent, Pheromone Domination.]
[Pheromone Domination (Purple): Your sweat glands and respiratory tract have been mutated and can emit unique high-level pheromones. The resistance to insect-like biotoxins is increased by 50%. Through the emitted pheromones, you can exert absolute mental control over low-level insect-like creatures and high-level insect-like creature larvae: it causes full attribute suppression of high-level insect-like creatures, and you can forcibly gain control. Control the number and maintenance time, depending on the upper limit of your own mental power.]
[Whether to install Kikimore Queen Mutagen (purple)]
Without hesitation, I thought silently in my mind and installed it!"
As soon as his thoughts fell, it was clear that the surrounding area was covered in ice and snow by Northern Wind Bomb, but his body seemed to have fallen into a furnace.
The sweat glands and respiratory tracts under the skin all over his body were burning, and his meridians were constantly spasming, making his body tremble slightly.
Hydra's face under the mask is ferocious and twisted.
As the pain passed away like a tide, the whole person felt a lot more relaxed.
This feeling is like a kind of detachment.
An indescribable numbing sensation echoes inside the skull, making one feel refreshed.
Originally, his mental power could sense movement sixty meters away.
Now with the blessing of Kikimore Queen Mutagen, the distance extends to 100 meters.
I can clearly sense the wandering figure of Kikimore in the periphery, as well as Ms. Freyja hiding in the dark.
Both hands unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword. This feeling of having everything in hand is really fascinating.
A breath of hot breath came out of his mouth, mixed with pheromones, and quickly spread to the surroundings.
The peripheral Kikimore received this information one by one.
Some were surprised and some were confused.
In their consciousness, their mother was dead, but a new breath immediately appeared.
They constantly collide with each other with their tentacles to convey their messages, but they dare not rush to the location of Arwen.
The witcher ignored them and lowered his gaze to look at the panel.
Low-level insectoid creatures refer to ordinary centipedes, spiders and other insects.
This kind of creature does not have much intelligence. It only needs to emit pheromones to give it orders and control it at will.
High-level insectoid creatures refer to the products after Conjunction of the Spheres.
Such as Kikimore, Giant Centipede, etc.
If they are adult monsters, it will definitely take some effort to control them perfectly.
But if you control the mind from a larvae and grow it up, you can gain complete control over it.
Although this skill does not bring him a direct combat power bonus.
But if you cultivate it carefully, it will definitely not be weaker than [Giant Bloodline].
At other times, you might want to think about where to look for eggs of higher-order insectoid creatures.
And now, a huge Kikimore insect nest is right in front of us.
In the cat's eyes, those squirming milky white insect eggs, their skin rippled like ocean waves.
Ms. Freyja, who was hiding in the dark, noticed something strange about Kikimore around her.
She could sense that these insects were constantly testing the location of Arwen.
It's not for revenge against Kikimore Queen, it's like an instinctive awe and fear.
This is really unbelievable based on Kikimore's past performance towards humans.
His eyes wandered to the black-haired demon hunter.
The pupils condensed slightly.
Although the witcher was still the same as before, she always felt that something had changed.
Before that, Arwen gave her a feeling that was very similar to that of an ordinary demon hunter.
Covered in blood and mud, the cat's eyes were violent, and he was taciturn.
But now, she felt an indescribable momentum.
Yes, that's it.
That kind of feeling that can only be found in great wizards, mysterious, powerful, and that makes people afraid to approach.
Freyja walked out of the shadows, silently, and stepped into the magic barrier.
The demon hunter obviously didn't look at her, but Freyja knew in his heart that the other party had noticed her approach.
This terrifying change happened in just a few breaths, which is unbelievable.
"Arwen," Freyja whispered, "Are you okay?"
Arwen turned around, and the yellow cat eyes under Hydra's mask flashed a strange green color.
"I'm fine, Ms. Freyja."
Freyja was stunned for a moment under these cat eyes and looked away.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The rapid and dense sound attracted the attention of the two.
Looking at the Kikimore in the periphery, their huge jointed limbs rubbed against the ground. They were restless at first, and then lowered their bodies and fell into a strange tranquility, like pilgrims worshiping their gods.
This scene made Freyja's scalp numb.
"By the gods----these bugs----these Kikimore----what happened to them?"
Even Freyja, who had seen the Northern Kingdoms war, became incoherent at this moment, completely beyond her understanding.
"Arwen----Did you do something to them?"
Freyja asked in a low voice.
Arwen jumped down from Kikimore Queen's body and stood steadily on the ground.
He picked up a corner of the cloak with his left hand and gently wiped away the blood on Thor Ivy's sword.
"Maybe they are remembering their mother."
She casually found an excuse to deal with it, and Ms. Freyja didn't ask any more questions, knowing that the other party didn't want to answer the question.
I feel lucky again that I can make friends with Arwen. It is definitely a lucky thing.
The demon hunter put the silver sword into its sheath and walked to the high-rising Kikimore insect nest embedded in the stone wall.
Freyja came to his side and lifted it up with his fingertips.
[Light Spell] illuminates the complete appearance of the insect nest.
The piled corpses, intertwined with white insect eggs, made Freyja feel psychologically uncomfortable.
She frowned slightly, "What should we do now, destroy this place?"
Arwen shook his head.
If the space ring hadn't been able to store living creatures, he would have taken the entire insect nest away long ago.
His eyes were slightly closed, and powerful spiritual power swept out, instantly enveloping the entire insect nest.
With the blessing of [Pheromone Domination], he can accurately sense the condition of the larvae in each insect egg.
Kikimore Worker----
Kikimore Warrior----
Kikimore Worker----
As his breath fell, he successfully filtered thousands of life signals.
Soon, he noticed a subtle aura in the deepest part of the insect nest, between an insect egg wrapped in thick mucus.
When this group of breath sensed his mental power detection, it did not convey joy like Kikimore Worker or the warrior.
It is a kind of vigilance and resistance.
Arwen unconsciously took a step forward, focusing all his mental energy on that insect egg.
Through the mucus and epidermis, you can feel that the larvae are mature and ready to break out of the eggs at any time.
But it seems to be very resistant to breaking the eggs, and it is smaller than ordinary larvae, but it has a series of lines on its abdomen, which are exactly the same as those on the abdomen of Kikimore Queen.
It's just that the color of the former's lines is very light, and it's easy to ignore it if you don't notice it carefully.
Arwen's eyes lit up.
It is the larvae of Kikimore Queen.
No, it should be Kikimore Queen.
He couldn't help but smile.
In nature, or in other words, the Kikimore ecology where Conjunction of the Spheres was born, there is an extremely cruel law.
There can only be one queen or empress in a Kikimore group.
When the queen is reproducing, if she has abundant resources, she will also lay queen eggs that are eligible for inheritance.
However, this does not mean that a new queen will be born.
Each queen egg consumes Kikimore Queen, the queen, a lot of nutrients.
In their eyes, they do not allow the existence of another queen or queen to coexist in the insect swarm.
Therefore, the final destination of these queen eggs is to wait for them to break out of their shells and become blood food in their mother's mouth.
Only those extremely lucky queen eggs can successfully inherit this insect swarm after the death of the previous Kikimore Queen queen.
But now, Arwen's cat eyes condensed, and [Pheromone Domination] exploded.
Huge spiritual power swept into the insect egg.
Juvenile Kikimore Queen didn't even have time to resist, as the stamp of Arwen was imprinted on his spiritual consciousness.
Immediately, a strange feeling came.
The chaos, and the immature information, were carefully testing him, like some kind of inquiry, more like a newborn baby looking for its mother.
Arwen Five fingers move slightly to transmit past pheromones.
Come on out, little one, I mean no harm----
The larva in the queen's egg trembled, and its tender mouthparts tore open the egg. First, it stuck out its head, shook its body, and struggled to get out of the egg.
Its carapace is not blue-grey, but a new milky white.
It crawled along the insect nest and in front of Arwen. The fragile barbs on its six jointed limbs grabbed his trouser legs and moved all the way up.
Arwen stretched out his right hand and watched this little guy, only the size of an egg, come into his palm.
Freyja saw this scene and his breathing became rapid.
"This is the larvae of Kikimore Queen? Can you tame it? This is something that even magic can't do?"
Arwen observed this little guy carefully.
Indeed, magic has no effect on them. Even the Salamandra of later generations cannot fully control a Kikimore Queen.
But he is different, he has trouble!
Atamont Ring flashed under the glove, took out a small piece of Royal Wyvern's meat, and placed it in front of the little guy.
Although this Royal Wyvern has been stored in Temple of Melitele.
Nenneke knows the preferences of demon hunters very well. The flesh and blood of the dragon is an incomparable delicacy, and the skeleton leather armor is the top trophy.
And she was a powerful alchemist, so she preserved it very well for him.
After the space ring is placed, the flow of time stops and the flesh and blood will not decay.
The little guy felt the fleshy ball in front of him that was as tall as him. He first smelled it with his little head, and then his six jointed limbs shook happily.
He opened his mouth and tore the flesh bit by bit.
It has just been born and is in urgent need of nutrients.
Freyja is well-informed, and from the smell of flesh and blood, he can smell the breath of Yalong.
He shook his head slightly.
She could no longer understand this witcher more and more.
The little guy quickly devoured the same volume of Royal Wyvern meat.
The body turned sideways and lay directly on the palm of Arwen, revealing his round belly, looking innocent and yawning.
This appearance also made Ms. Freyja on the side smile. "Freyja, do you have any magic props that can store this little guy?"
Freyja Hearing this, he took out a long wooden tube the size of a palm from the satchel on his waist.
The surface of the long tube is hollow, with beautifully carved runes, and a sweet smell mixed with it.
"This is the insect basket I use to imprison the queen bee when picking honey, to control those hard-working bees. The runes outside also have a certain protective effect, which should be helpful next time."
Arwen took the insect basket with his left hand, and under his perception, there was a wave of solidified magic power.
It is a defensive shield similar to Quen Sign.
When Fang was about to speak, he saw Ms. Freyja raising her wrist.
"I just gave this little thing to you. No need to thank me. You saved my life, didn't you?"
"By the way, how is Earl Rupert's child?"
Arwen no longer refused, put the little guy into the insect basket, and carefully put it into his pocket.
"I found it. It's in the hands of the green-robed wizard."
As he spoke, he thought, and his mental power covered the mask.
His figure rippled and transformed into the appearance of a green-robed wizard.
Freyja's face became serious, "I owe you a favor."
Arwen raised his right hand and stuffed Kikimore Queen's body into Atamont Ring.
"We are companions. Any School of the Wolf demon hunter will not stand idly by when seeing you in danger, right?"
Freyja looked softly and smiled.
The yellow cat eyes glanced at the surrounding Kikimore.
[Pheromone Domination], he can clearly feel it.
These bugs are afraid of him, but they respect and obey the Juvenile Kikimore Queen in his pocket.
Holding the emperor hostage to order the princes.
Not surprisingly, he can control these guys by borrowing their pheromones.
[Pheromone Domination] Pass a message to the little guy.
Within a moment, the Kikimores blocking the exit all moved out of the way and stood respectfully on both sides.
"Let's go, Freyja, we still have a big problem that we haven't solved yet."
Freyja nodded.
"However," Arwen walked towards the exit, "They gave Kikimore Queen to me, and I will also give them a gift. I hope they like it."
Then, hoarse laughter burst out from under the mask.
Freyja paused.
Next, someone may be in trouble.