Zerg: I ​​am the real white moonlight in the Zerg

Authority is the key to genes.

Paten had already understood this.

One key corresponds to one lock, but the key itself has power.

The power contained therein is so profound and mysterious that Patern can always hear some...mysterious words.

In summary,

[Beat that idiot's head off for me! ]

[I (silenced)——! I’m f—ing beeping——! Beeping————! Traitor beeping————!]

[First of all, I don't recognize the thing above. Secondly, please find my statue and remember to hit it hard for me! ]

Don't worry, we will help you.

[I never thought that the backup plan I had would be used one day. Things are changing with each passing day... It seems that our children all died quite cleanly.]

[Don't say it so casually! I'm very sad! ]

[The spiritual power of this generation's King Insect is too strong. This generation's Queen Insect has regressed to her ancestral form. No, it should be said that the power she has awakened is actually a creation.]

[This is very interesting. We tried our best but failed to forge the power of creation. I didn’t expect that it would take so long.]

[If it was earlier, maybe we could have made all the things we lost, alas. ]

After this sigh, there was a long silence.

In fact, it was quite interesting to listen to these gods talk. Just when Patten was about to say a few words of comfort, the next second he was forced to learn a variety of ways to curse insects, oh no, curse God.

[Traitor, eat shit for me! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! 】

【!!! Silence! Silence Him now! Even if I die, I cannot abandon the God's burden! 】

[You are a woman after all, can you please pay attention to your image? ]

[You are dead, and you still care about your fart! Little insect mother, chop him up for me! First chop off his head and then his feet! Cut him into five pieces for me! ! ]

[That’s right! I don’t care about the baggage! The children I raised with so much hard work are all gone o(╥﹏╥)o! ]

[Are you serious? We won't make the child suffer so much, will we?]

[Did the dung beetle clan provoke you? 】

[I’m sorry, Lao Lang, I’m sorry…]

[How come there are only a few of us left? Aren’t there too few?! ]

[Be content. It's a miracle that the guy (the insect god) has preserved our consciousness until now without going crazy. I have to say that the authority of the cluster is really useful. ]

[The others should have been worn out, alas. ]

[Beep! Little bug mother! Teach that idiot a lesson for me! Cut him into pieces!]

[Why did you start too? After being dead for so many years, have you finally gone mad? Never mind! Little insect mother! Cut her! Cut her hard!]

[That's enough! Ahem, sorry, kid, don't learn from them, it's not good, be a civilized god.]

Paten pursed his lips, looked at the two-handed swords in his hands, one long and one short, and silently changed them into an oversized sickle.

He changed his previous cautious fighting style and each move was aimed precisely at the Demon God's neck.

[It's over. Is this child so obedient? ]

[Alright! Just chop it like this! Aim for the neck! Beep! Traitor, eat shit! Beep! If I had known, I would have chopped you off first, you bastard!]

[Yes! Skinning and cramp pulling! ]

[Stop arguing, the children are fighting, don't distract them. ]

His ears suddenly became quiet, and Patern snapped his fingers, acutely noticing that the upper limit of his ability was increasing.

It seems that these gods do not just quarrel in the spiritual sea.

This way, he can feel more at ease with the Lord.

"You seem to be quite unwelcome," Paten said to the Demon God with a smile, but his hands were not soft at all: "I heard them call you a traitor."

"what?"

The black god who heard this seemed to have heard a funny joke. He instantly distanced himself from Patern. He cut his palm, and the black blood did not drip down due to gravity, but floated upwards instead.

There are laws in the realm of God.

"Whatever you heard, Worm Mother."

He seemed to have an endless flow of blood, which was huge and dirty, forming an indescribable huge shadow above him.

"Do you know what my authority is?"

That shadow grows infinitely, that shadow is infinitely weird, that shadow devours infinitely, that shadow causes all kinds of changes, that shadow can be called life, but it does not have a trace of soul.

It is simply proliferating, mutating, devouring, or degenerating.

Everything that is denied, hated, and defined as anti-civilization lies in that shadow.

"I once told the King Bug that demons are just garbage expelled by civilization."

"Wisdom is nonsense to us! Civilization is food for us to destroy."

The shadow suddenly changed, and opened into countless eyes and mouths, pouring greedy gazes and endless appetite on Paten.

Paten frowned and looked away in disgust.

"My authority is called—Cancer."

It is not simply a cancer in the physical sense. Everything that is defined as evil and dregs by civilization is carried and controlled by Him. He swallows up everything that is discarded in the progress of civilization.

[Beep! He is quite proud! ]

【Alas, from the beginning, we were different from Him. 】

[Besides my mother, he is the only one who has truly survived from that civilization until now.]

【We were all born after that civilization disappeared. 】

【Only the cancer of civilization has never disappeared. 】