Chapter 38

Facing the swarm of fleeing spiders, Juggernaut did not let the springlings chase him hastily.

According to Eral, only the Epic species has the ability to rapidly reproduce monsters.

Just like the rock trolls infected by Juggernaut, normal monsters are usually the top predators, with a long growth cycle, long pregnancy period, and long estrus cycle, and the number of individuals bred at a time is rare.

Only the epic species, after the soul broke through the shackles of the blood, has the ability to transcend the laws of nature.

In other words, the spider mother in the spider's lair must be an epic spider species of level eight, level nine, or even level ten.

This is not something that can be solved by just a few thousand springtails.The Juggernaut planned to wait two days, save more than [-] springtails, and then attack tentatively.

The master took advantage of the situation and ordered a worker bee to come and dissimilate into a poisonous phage to serve as a temporary information processing center for the creep here.

In this battle in the cave, the insect swarm paid the price of nearly 400 springtails and more than [-] arrow gulls, and solved a seventh-level sub-spider mother, eighteen fifth-level long-legged giant spiders, and several Thousands of two- and three-level little spiders harvested tons of "essence".

Whether it is the "shadow walk" of the white-striped spider or the "earth element silk" of the giant spider with long legs, it is worthy of in-depth study by the swarm.

After giving the commanding king worm an order to "guard the creep", the master planned to let his consciousness return to his body.

And right now.

Suddenly an alarm came from the will of the hive—the creep was damaged!
Didn't they all run away?

Before the King Worm could integrate the information on the battlefield, the Juggernaut saw the pile of spider corpses covered with a thin layer of creep suddenly tremble through the dragon dog's vision.

With the help of the dragon dog's senses, Juggernaut felt the obvious psionic energy fluctuations from the pile of corpses.

Second level...Third level...Fourth level...Still improving...

Inexplicably, the master suddenly had a sense of déjà vu—it seemed to be the same when he first faced the tree spirit (the root vine monster).

Under the leadership of the dragon and the lion, the master on the throne looked up at the sky, and a crescent moon was hanging among the stars.

"Aw—" It didn't sound like a spider's voice coming from the pile of corpses.

As the creep was broken, a pile of flesh and blood monsters piled up with countless spider stumps rose from the ground.

At this time, the springtail hadn't withdrawn from the berserk state during the battle. Seeing that the creep of one's own team was damaged, it yelled at the king worm without ordering it.

The sharp appendages tore apart the carapaces of many spiders on the monster's body with a few strokes, and turquoise blood splashed everywhere.

But this did not cause actual damage to the monster. The white and tender muscles at the wound grew rapidly, and the wound closed to stop bleeding after a while, but the spider's exoskeleton did not recover.Even further, strands of flesh and blood quickly swelled out of the carapace in the frantic proliferation.

With the bite of the springtails and the erosion of the creeper, in a short while, this monster composed of many spider corpses, in the process of rapid self-healing, turned into a spider flesh that was completely white with a little bit of turquoise. A huge pile of meat.

The pile of meat was covered with strips of meat that could barely be seen to be spider legs and claws, constantly launching counterattacks against the surrounding springtails...

Of course, it has no practical effect. Like the root vine monster, although the soul strength level is high, it seems to be used for proliferation and self-healing, attacking the weak.

The only way it can try to kill springtails is by strangling them to death.

Watching the chaotic scene silently, the Master contacted Eral again: "Is this why you monitor the exit of the Great Labyrinth?"

"Yes," Eral nodded, "They are called myriads, or bloodlimbs, and they are one of the most common monsters in the Great Labyrinth."

"It doesn't seem to be harmful." The Overlord looked at the monster that was getting smaller and smaller under the overwhelmed sea of ​​creep and many springtails.

The most incredible thing is that whether it is the creep or the digestive system of the springtail, the feedback to the flesh and blood of this monster is "normal spider flesh".Obviously, it is another example where the soul drives the body, ignoring the conservation of energy.

The master also understood why the crypt system without sunlight infused energy could support a large number of monsters—the flesh and blood growing on the monsters were all pure high-quality protein.

"They are monsters with twisted souls, corrupted creations that do not belong to nature, their appearance may completely destroy the natural life cycle, and corrupt all living beings into twisted appearances..."

"Even this kind of monster?" The master nodded thoughtfully. From this point of view, there is actually no essential difference between the wood elves and the high elves. They both emphasize the initiative and courage to nature, but the standards of the wood elves are broader. monster.

High elves have stricter standards, targeting all species beyond normal ecology, including humans and epic species...

But speaking of this, Juggernaut suddenly thought of a problem.Creep-covered land is judged to be an environment with extremely vigorous vitality because of the strong biological activity of the insect swarm.

Then, how active will its vitality be in an ecosystem where the producers, consumers, and decomposers are all predators, no longer starting with immobile plants as energy injections?And the elves seem to be looking for such an active environment...

"Are there spirits who practice in the Great Labyrinth?"

Eral paused for a moment and replied, "Yes, but only cave elves can survive in the Great Labyrinth for a long time."

The elves rely on the photosynthesis of their hair to absorb nutrients, so they cannot live in a dark environment for a long time.

"Cave-dwelling elves?" The master was taken aback, "Tell me about them."

"They originated from a debate in the tree mother tribe about 4000 years ago..."

The cave elves are a branch of the wood elves.

As I said before, elves are essentially a school disguised as a race.

And the cave elves were born because of "academic" controversy:
Most wood elves believe that all monsters are not a part of nature and should be eliminated before they get completely out of control.

A small number of wood elves believe that monsters can also achieve a balance with normal creatures in nature, and the Great Labyrinth is the best example.

Of course, wood elves are not high elves after all, even if they think monsters are part of nature, they will not disturb the "normal life activities" of other wood elves chasing and killing monsters.

It's just that the wood elf sage, who had a similar idea, entered the great labyrinth with the branches of the tree of life.And somewhere in the maze, the tree of life was planted, and a cave elf was born...

After pondering for a while, the master suddenly asked: "I remember you once said that it takes at least 2000 years for an elf tribe to be truly established, right?"

"Yes."

The growth cycle of the tree of life is very long. In addition, only the tree of life that has undergone a complete education and started to practice the way of nature will start to breed elves. The expansion speed of elves is actually surprisingly slow.

"In other words, the current cave elves have only bred two or three tribes at most?"

"A tribe is more likely." Elal offered.

The environment of the Great Labyrinth is very dangerous. No elves are willing to travel far to establish a new tribe before they can guarantee the absolute safety of their own mother tree.

There is only one tribe, it is in the depths of the maze, and it has existed for a short time... soft persimmons!
The master's eyes lit up.

I dare not touch those hundreds of elf tribes on the ground, I still have the guts to bully you!

"Give them their information..." The Master, who still wanted Eral to dictate the information, shook his head. He had just found the entrance to the Great Labyrinth, and the relevant information was not particularly urgent.

Eral's memory is larger than he wanted, and there is more useful information in it than he imagined, but the efficiency of dictation is still too low.

Or go back and hatch a hundred or so king worms, and cooperate with the master brain of the hatchery to analyze his brain as soon as possible to save worry...

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(End of this chapter)

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