Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

He remembered that among the descendants of [Procreation] was the lineage of "Bewitching Servants," who were skilled in using illusions and changing their appearance.

They can grow to resemble humans, mimic human voices, and rip open the chests of their prey while others give them a "hug."

“That’s possible,” Silver Branch nodded. “But there are too many types of insect offspring for [breeding], and they are constantly evolving. So I can’t be sure.”

It seems he also knows what "bewitching and corrupting the world" means.

"It seems there's another village in that direction, and some survivors there." Morion pointed behind him with his thumb.

"Are there any survivors?" Silverbranch looked in the direction Morion was pointing. "I understand. I'll go and rescue them."

“I think we can split up.” Morion looked into the depths of the jungle. “After all, if we can’t improve efficiency, there’s no point in me coming down here.”

He could sense that there was something in that direction.

Yinzhi thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, then be careful."

He could sense that Moraine was not weak, not the kind of little Karami who would be immediately dealt with if he was alone.

At least, he felt that Moraine was better than the bug he had killed a few minutes earlier.

May [Pure Beauty] protect you.

"Don't worry, if we encounter any danger, I'll shout for the unparalleled beauty of the goddess Idrila," Morion replied with a smile.

Although it's generally considered taboo for horror movies to split up, it's clear that Moraine alone is part of a "group".

The two separated.

Moraine chose to head towards the jungle and soon entered it.

With my feet on the damp mud, I reached out and parted the weeds that were taller than me.

A few minutes later, he quickly found his target by following his vague senses.

It was a beetle, its carapace mainly dark brown with some deep red mixed in.

It's very small.

This is a swarm hatchling that has become separated from its swarm.

It huddled deep in the jungle, its three compound eyes looking pitifully at Morion, its teeth grinding together, making a sound like a human baby crying.

Moraine's nostrils twitched slightly as she smelled a scent that normal humans couldn't detect.

These are spores emanating from the cub. They are colorless and odorless, but any creature that inhales them will quickly develop feelings of pity for the insect in front of it.

Theoretically, Moraine should be seeing a human baby right now.

However, perhaps because his nature has become somewhat different from that of humans, the insect offspring in front of him did not know what he should become.

The Moraine of today is human, a giant insect, a monster, an extraordinary being, and in a sense, even a stone man.

In the Magic Ring world, learning sapphire magic will cause the body to "crystallize".

This cannot be considered a completely "negative effect," so after synchronizing with the Morion of the Ring of Law, all Morions gained the ability to turn parts of their bodies into "Radiant Stones" at will.

The ability to freely control the transformation of his body into a radiant stone is precisely why Morion, who doesn't have a staff, can also use magic.

This left the insect larvae in front of them standing there, unsure of what to become.

Let alone it, even its mother insect would have a hard time figuring out what Morion is here.

Upon seeing that it was Morion, the insect gradually stopped making noise.

Its intelligence is insufficient for it to think about too many things.

This corrupt official had doubts.

It couldn't immediately tell whether the creature in front of it was a member of its own kind, prey, or some other random thing.

A few seconds later, it made a judgment.

It opened its mouth again, but the sound that came out was no longer the cry of a child, but a buzzing sound that humans could not understand.

It hummed as it laboriously crawled toward Morion.

It's too small to fly yet; it can only move its body little by little.

Moraine lowered her gaze and looked at its immature mouthparts.

He immediately deduced that the cub had been born about two weeks ago and had not eaten anything since the day it was born.

It is the offspring of the insects that is being reproduced. If it were any other creature's offspring, it would have died long ago if it didn't eat or drink for half a month.

The cub looked listless, perhaps because it had become depressed after being separated from its pack.

But it's also possible that I was just delirious from hunger.

He stepped forward, squatted down, and looked at the larvae that had crawled to his feet.

He thought the little thing was quite cute.

*Pfft*

With a flick of his right hand, Moraine severed the major artery in his left wrist, causing spurts of blood to gush out, spraying onto the ground, onto the larvae, and into their open mouths.

The larvae open their mouths, tilt their heads back, and welcome the energy-rich blood, drawing nourishment from it.

Soon, the anomaly occurred.

Under the influence of Morion's blood, the larvae began to swell and mutate continuously.

Moraine withdrew her hand, took two steps back, and watched it slowly grow larger, watching its outer shell begin to shed, its body surface exploding again and again, growing bigger and bigger.

Soon, it grew from the size of a fist to a height of five or six meters.

It opened its three compound eyes wide and looked down at Morion.

“Good boy.” Morion raised his hand, smiling. “Can you still contact your other family members?”

The larva lowered its head, rested it on Moraine's raised palm, and hummed in affirmation.

A dying larva cannot contact its swarm, but a stinging worm that has received Morion's blood and rapidly molted several times can.

"That's good." Morion smiled and nodded.

“Tell them there is food here, it is safe, and there is an Queen Beetle.”

"Call them all over."

Chapter 60 Ritual Magic

Upon hearing Morion's words, the stinging insect flapped its wings again.

The next moment, a large amount of information spread rapidly throughout the entire planet through pheromones.

This is what makes the swarm special.

The swarms that reproduce possess a very special pheromone, the speed at which this pheromone spreads is completely incomprehensible.

Before the advent of long-range remote sensing communication, pheromone communication between insect swarms was considered the most efficient means of communication in the universe.

During a global locust plague, a group of bounty hunters who hunted lone lone larvae captured and modified them into communication tools for the front lines. Under varying degrees of stimulation, the larvae's pheromone sensors, regardless of distance, would change color in real time, enabling the transmission of simple information.

With this cryptographic system, the bounty hunters fought with increasing ferocity on the battlefield, until they ran head-on into the Remnant King Worms attracted by pheromones.

Clearly, the Overlord they were facing was not a half-baked Morion, but a true breeding envoy capable of devouring an entire galaxy.

All I can say is that the grand stage of destiny is always open to the brave.

But even the brave will pay the price for their bravery.

While waiting, Moraine raised her hand to touch her hair and pulled out a butterfly.

This is a butterfly that inherited Morion's spell.

It doesn't have particularly strong combat abilities, but it can talk to people.

With a gentle push, the butterfly flew from his fingertip toward the "Rare and Precious" ship.

"Speaking of which, can you shrink a little?" Morion looked up at the enormous insect.

The hibernating insect moving indicates that it can do it.

Then, the stinging insect's body began to shrink rapidly, returning to the size of its initial fist, and landed in Morion's hand.

"Haha, you're much cuter now." Morion patted the stinging insect's wings.

He could sense that after consuming Morion's blood, the worm had formed a connection with him without either of them resisting.

In a sense, this insect has "changed its surname," and can now be considered its "offspring."

Is this considered a godson?

They can access Moraine's swarm network, but will also be affected by Moraine.

Morion moved the mask to face his face, hummed something softly, and pointed in several directions.

His skin was covered with pale blue sapphire, and he used himself as a "wand" to wield sapphire magic.

He launched the pyroxene stones one by one, which flew into different directions in the jungle.

A few minutes later.

A buzzing sound came from deeper in the jungle.

Moraine looked up and saw what appeared to be a dark "cloud" rapidly approaching, accompanied by an increasingly loud buzzing sound.

That's a swarm of insects.

It is a swarm of wood-boring insects.

“That’s spectacular. I wonder when my swarm will reach this level.” Morion watched with interest, but felt no fear.

Soon, the swarm of insects landed not far in front of Morion, a dense, overwhelming mass.

These shouldn't be all the insects on this planet, but Moraine's gaze swept across the area and spotted one that was clearly different from the others.

It is larger and has more patterns on its body.

This is a bewitching female insect.

The mother insect came in front of Morion, lowered her head, and looked down at him with her three compound eyes.