338: Chapter 337: Him 338: Chapter 337: Him I never expected that asking just one question would actually kill Sears.
A sowhat speechless Lu Zixun shook the fur on his body, summoned the Spiritual Fire, and burned Sears to ashes.
As the King-level Insect Race’s presence disappeared, the Insect Tide seed to sense it too and began to slowly retreat.
The quick arrival and departure of the Insect Clan made Lu Zixun wonder if simply launching a decapitation strike in the future could solve the problem of the Insect Tide.
At that mont, Lang Qianxing, who was urging his people to build defensive fortifications, saw the Insect Tide retreating and walked over.
His gaze fell on Lu Zixun, “The retreat of the Insect Tide must be thanks to the Queen’s gift within you.
I didn’t expect you to have such a thing.”
“Hmm?”
Looking at Lang Qianxing with confusion, Lu Zixun didn’t quite understand.
“The hierarchy within the Insect Clan is even more terrifying than that of humans, not to ntion the Insect Clan that has no concept of hierarchy at all.”
After explaining, Lang Qianxing continued, “The Queen’s gift in you can only be used by those of the royal bloodline.
It is precisely because of this that the Insect Tide felt your presence and retreated.”
“Does that an I could move freely through the Insect Tide?” Lu Zixun asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Keep dreaming.”
Shaking his head, Lang Qianxing said irritably, “The aura of the Queen’s gift on you is gradually dissipating.
Moreover, you, a mber of the Demon Clan, possessing the royal aura of the Insect Clan—any noble bloodline would see through you.
By then, forget about taking a stroll; you’ll know what it’s like to be surrounded by the Insect Tide.”
“Hahaha.”
After laughing a few tis, Lu Zixun changed the subject, “Just now, Sears ntioned that only after I leave will his task be completed.
Who is ‘he’?”
“He?”
Hearing this, Lang Qianxing was also baffled, searched his mory, and shook his head, “I don’t know, what the hell is that?”
“It’s not ‘he’, it’s ‘It’, the third-person pronoun for a god,” Sela, who had walked up from below the stone wall, said solemnly, “I’ve seen descriptions of ‘It’ in the ancient texts of our Flood Dragon family.”
“A god?”
This was the second ti Lu Zixun had encountered this word that only appeared in legends.
He frowned.
Could it be that gods truly exist in this world?
“Hmm.”
Nodding slightly, Sela seed reluctant to speak its na and carefully said, “The Insect Clan’s power cos from Blood Energy, and ‘It’ is the being that grants them the power of Blood Energy.”
After beating around the bush, Lu Zixun pondered for so ti before understanding, “So, ‘It’ actually exists?”
“No.”
Shaking her head, Sela seed unsure of how to describe it, taking a while before she uncertainly said,
“It doesn’t exist, yet it does.
If one must describe it with sothing, ‘It’ exists in the minds of every mber of the Insect Clan.”
“…”
“…”
After listening to Sela’s description, both Lu Zixun and Lang Qianxing were visibly perplexed.
Does it exist or not?
After a while,
With a face full of confusion, Lu Zixun said slowly, “So, does the existence of ‘It’ in the Insect Clan resemble…
so sort of spiritual totem?”
“Right!”
Sela’s eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands.
“Eh?”
But in the next second, Sela was stunned again, a look of doubt appearing on her face, “That’s correct, yet incorrect, because ‘It’…
can have a physical form.”
“Can I take a look at your family’s ancient texts?” Lu Zixun asked Sela with so resignation.
“Yes, I’ll go and get them for you.”
Sela nodded slightly, without any hesitation, she agreed to Lu Zixun’s request and ran towards where she lived.
Seeing this, Lu Zixun’s gaze fell on Lang Qianxing, his eyes filled with confusion.
Ancient books were generally not to be shown to outsiders, weren’t they?
How co Isela agreed so readily?
It seed Lang Qianxing understood what Lu Zixun was puzzled about and said solemnly, “Sela’s race has been annihilated.
She…
is the last of her kind.”
No wonder…
Realization dawned in his eyes, and Lu Zixun silently sighed, saying nothing more.
When Isela brought back the ancient book and Lu Zixun flipped it open, he discovered a problem.
He…
couldn’t understand the text recorded on the pages.
The corner of his mouth twitched as Lu Zixun helplessly looked at Isela, “Can you help translate this?
I can’t understand it.”
“Illiterate?”
Without even thinking, these two words slipped out, and Lu Zixun’s face darkened further.
“Ouch.”
Isela cried out, tearfully holding her head, and looked at Lang Qianxing with a wronged expression.
Seemingly not understanding why Lang Qianxing had hit her.
“Show so respect.”
Rubbing the spot he had just hit, Lang Qianxing apologized to Lu Zixun, “Sela usually doesn’t mind her manners when she speaks.
Zixun, don’t take it to heart.
She’s just a little brat.”
“It’s fine.”
Shaking his head, Lu Zixun indicated that he wasn’t very bothered, just a little bit.
As Isela began to read aloud from the ancient book, Lu Zixun ca to deeply understand what It was.
It appeared along with the Insect Clan, and one of the reasons for such severe hierarchical division within the Insect Clan was because of It.
And as the Insect Clan fell in battle, It would decide whether to use Divine God’s power to resurrect them, depending on their bloodline rank.
“Hold on a mont.”
Lu Zixun looked seriously at Isela, “Can they really be resurrected?”
“I don’t know, the ancient book says they can.”
Shrugging, Isela threw the ancient book to Lang Qianxing, “Uncle Wolf, tell kitty that I’m sleepy and going back to sleep.”
“?”
Lu Zixun, facing this clearly different address, looked teasingly at Lang Qianxing.
With his face growing red under Lu Zixun’s gaze, Lang Qianxing coughed lightly, “Do you want to listen or not?
Be serious!”
“I’ll listen, I’ll listen.”
Raising both paws in a gesture of surrender, Lu Zixun couldn’t help but snicker.
The Insect Clan worshipped Its existence and regarded It as their Divine God.
And one of the difficulties in intercepting the thods of Insect Clan communication was that they communicated through It.
Furthermore, judging by the Insect Clan’s actions, It was a living, thinking being that would issue the most advantageous missions to the Insect Clan.
Closing the thin ancient book, Lang Qianxing spread his hands to show there was nothing more.
After listening to the description in the ancient book.
Lu Zixun pondered for a mont and then spoke, “Artificial intelligence?”
“What is that?”
Lang Qianxing, unfamiliar with the concept of artificial intelligence, looked puzzled at Lu Zixun.
“It’s nothing, it just resembles sothing invented in human society.”
Shaking his head, Lu Zixun suddenly thought of sothing, “If the resurrection ntioned in the ancient book really exists, then are those Insect Clan mbers who weren’t resurrected dead?”
“They’re probably not…”
“Boom!”
Before Lang Qianxing could finish speaking, the sky erupted with the booming sound of thunder.
Lang Qianxing felt as if his heart had been seized tightly by soone.
With a pained expression, Lang Qianxing knelt on the ground, unable to move for a long ti.
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