Void Beetle Evolution Guide

The worst thing was that her limbs couldn't even keep up with the Wild Hunt's movements. She felt like she was being torn apart by a rag, and her limbs were driven in the opposite direction by a huge force, breaking instantly under the strong thrust and squeezing. The Wild Hunt also made various inhumane movements, such as bending her elbows outwards 90 degrees and bending her shoulders backwards, which directly destroyed her joints!

"When you surrender, your punishment will end."

The Wild Hunt's cold voice echoed in her mind. Under the severe pain and the threat of death, she completely surrendered, fearing that the Wild Hunt would break her neck in half in order to avoid the scimitar.Mei thought Lin Yong was here, but there was no Lin Yong...

But just when she wanted to shout, she found that the skin armor was still covering her mouth tightly, not giving her any chance to surrender!

This is clearly an attempt to torture her to death!

Cassiopeia could only shed silent tears of blood to express her surrender. If she continued like this, she would become incontinent and would not even be able to keep her last bit of dignity.

The scimitar once again cut off a piece of scaly flesh from the Wild Hunter's body, and the body that had not yet fully merged was still a little stiff. Although many of the movements were clearly seen with the eyes, there was no time to dodge. However, since it was to punish the greedy Cassiopeia, it didn't matter if he got a little more injured.

Susase was a top hunter, and every time he attacked, the Wild Hunt would be injured. If he was not made of flesh and blood and had an almost immortal recovery ability, he would have been defeated in just three or two moves.

The Wild Hunt ducked his head to avoid the blade of Susase, but failed to avoid the sharp claws that followed, and the scales on his entire neck were torn apart. Without a word, the Wild Hunt plunged its tail into the sand, and the spinning tail tip drilled out of the flying sand.

Susase concentrated on feeling the vibration under his feet and jumped away in time before being pierced by the tail tip, his speed far exceeded the limit of his huge body. The Wild Hunter controlled the tail tip to catch up again, and the tightly connected spine suddenly opened up, and the tail tip also stretched to an incredible extent, and Susase was caught off guard and pierced through his palm.

This big cat was also a ruthless guy. It actually used its pierced claws to directly grab the sharp tail, dragged the Wild Hunter over with great force, and then slashed at him with its knife.

Purple blood spurted out, and the Wild Hunt dodged the attack at the cost of his tail being cut off, while Susase was not much better. He did not have the self-healing ability of the Wild Hunt, and if he could not find a strong healer to heal him, his left hand with the hole in it would basically be useless.

"As expected of you coming from the hunting-loving Carnosaurus tribe, you possess superb hunting skills and are the most powerful Vastaya I have ever seen." The Wild Hunter, who had been making sarcastic remarks before, turned around and spoke words of praise, but he was not exaggerating, because he had only seen this one Vastaya.

"Don't think I don't know what you want to do. Delay time so that the tail can grow back." Although Susase said this, he did not attack immediately. Because he also needed time to take the other shield from the mount and tie it to his crippled left arm so that it could continue to play a role in the next battle.

Both sides tacitly agreed not to take action anymore, and both wanted to make preparations before launching a second round of attack.

"But in terms of skills alone, I know another meat-toothed beast that is stronger than you." said the Wild Hunt.

"Who? The tribal chief Pongaf?" Susase raised his eyebrows.

"It's his youngest son, Rengar."

"Did I hear you right? You mean the sick cat?" Susase seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

"You look down on him because you are strong, but he is born weak. But he was abandoned by the tribe when he was young and left to fend for himself. He was forced to practice superb hunting skills in a dangerous environment. Although he is only half your size, he is more than twice as ferocious as you. If you can return alive, you may be able to find out from the tribe that he has ripped open the old chief's stomach."

"That thing that's too old to wield a knife, I can kill it with one hand!"

The words of the Wild Hunt completely aroused Susase's competitive spirit. If he could find no rivals in the tribe, would he have come to the vast desert to become a bandit and wanted to challenge the legendary gods?

Now he is told that a discarded pawn has secretly surpassed him in the dark. How can he accept this?

He has tied the shield to his left hand. The sword and shield are the most suitable fighting method for him. The Wild Hunt's tail has not grown yet, so he has a great advantage now!

However, he only knew that the Wild Hunt was stalling for time to wait for the tail to grow, but he did not expect that those words were also for the purpose of completely merging with Cassiopeia in his body.

After experiencing the power and cruelty of the Wild Hunt firsthand, the tortured Cassiopeia completely surrendered and allowed the Wild Hunt to take over her body.

Only by letting the Wild Hunt get used to her body as soon as possible can she suffer less and reduce the risk of dying in battle.

After the synchronization began, the Wild Hunt's every move would no longer tear the host and cause Cassiopeia pain. Every move he made was filled with unparalleled power.

But for some reason, after completing the neural connection, the synapses of the Wild Hunter that had penetrated into her body did not withdraw. Instead, they gently and slowly rotated and stirred in the humid, hot and narrow space, teasing her sensitive nerves intentionally or unintentionally.

"What does he want to do!"

All kinds of extremely obscene ways of playing flashed through Cassiopeia's mind. She had heard a lot about the chaos in the aristocratic circle.

That’s right, after a beating, you’ll be given a candy, and after the torture, it’s time for rewards.

The skin armor moved and massaged Cassiopeia's entire body, caressing the plump and soft flesh like waves, and a sucking sensation came from the protruding parts, and it became more intense as the battle intensified.

The sudden squeeze was like a slap on the chest, causing waves in the sea of milk. Cassiopeia couldn't help but let out a scream, interrupting her continuous moans.

She suddenly felt something was wrong. If she continued like this, she would have to give up her first time in more than 20 years under such circumstances.

Chapter 48 She Longs to Be Dominated

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As if to cover up the abnormality in its body, or to catch its opponent by surprise, this time it was the Wild Hunter who took the lead in attacking, its hardened claws making a sound of tearing through the air.

Susase used his scale shield to block the attacks of the Wild Hunt one after another. As the scales flew, he took advantage of the gaps to counterattack and drew his sword to chop at the Wild Hunt's shoulder.

With the shield, he no longer had to use the machete to block and could counterattack faster. Based on his previous experience fighting the Wild Hunter, the opponent would definitely not have time to react this time.

Unexpectedly, the Wild Hunter was like a different person, his whole body was much more agile than before. He ducked to avoid the blade, and then pressed one hand on Susase's ribs, and the rapidly surging plasma corroded it, leaving a bloody wound.

Susase hit him back with a whip, tearing his chest. The two warriors retreated at the same time, and Susase looked down at the wound. If it weren't for the protection of the fur, his ribs would be exposed.

Something must have changed in the Wild Hunter, or he had been hiding his weakness. Susasse knew that he could no longer use his past experience to guess his opponent, so he was extremely vigilant and attacked again.

The two clashed again, and the clanging of swords was like a death knell.

"Just use whatever tricks you have!" Susase said between breaths.

The amulets he used to bind his mane began to take effect. A circle of colorful light appeared around his head, and he looked like a god descending from heaven. His speed and strength suddenly increased greatly.

Even though the Wild Hunter had a strong ability to recover, he still felt overwhelmed and was beaten back repeatedly. He was covered in wounds, and the ground was covered with tissues that had been knocked off his body.

Since the opponent wants to compare numbers, then he has no choice but to compare with the opponent in terms of numbers.

The Wild Hunt began to secrete biomass at all costs. The gray-white substance flowed out from the gaps between the scales and quickly condensed into a rigid dark armor, turning him into a ferocious prehistoric behemoth and colliding with the opponent at high speed.

The recurve machete landed on the hard armor, making a clanging sound before being deflected. The two warriors moved around, turning into two groups of silver and blue-black shadows, colliding fiercely in a deadly round dance, creating sparks.

Gradually, Susase began to lose.

It's not that the meat-toothed beast is inferior to humans in skills. The recurve machete taken out from the ancient tomb had a bent blade because it could not withstand the high-intensity battle. The energy of the Wild Hunt seemed to be endless, and no matter what damage the Dark Condensation Armor suffered, it could be quickly restored.

In a war of attrition, he is no match for the Wild Hunt.

That vicious tail also grew out, and he had to distract himself on defense, so his offensive was dispersed a lot.

The tail of the spine whipped Susase's side of the face, and the leader of the Chusha Gang spat out a few teeth. The sword and shield hit hard together, and the Wild Hunter fell to the ground.

He wanted to end the fight, so he gripped the scimitar tightly and chopped down at the Wild Hunter, but the latter pressed his foot against his chest and used his claws to block the machete from moving forward.

However, when the battle reached its most intense point, a charming woman's moan came from the body of the Wild Hunter.

"Your death has come!"

Just as Susase frowned and revealed a strange expression, the Wild Hunter controlled his spine tail to burst out with unparalleled speed, drilling through and tearing his constantly beating heart.

The blood spilled onto the skin armor and was quickly absorbed.Mei wants Lin Yong, wants Lin Kong Yong, but there is no Lin You Yong...

The vastaya's life was gone, and the Wild Hunt's goal was achieved. The synchronization rate had reached 100%, and there was no point in continuing the fight.

If the other party knew that he was playing with the woman while distractedly fighting him and did not use his full strength, this guy would probably feel that he had insulted the sacredness of hunting and die with regret.

"Cassiopeia, do you know where you went wrong?"

"I shouldn't have coveted you."

The Wild Hunt asked knowingly, but Cassiopeia's defenses had already collapsed in the endless intense pleasure.

She moaned charmingly, her whole body wrapped in hot heat, emitting an unprecedented flush, and her buttocks were wet and sticky.

After enduring for so long without making any sound, he finally surrendered under wave after wave of attacks. His originally trembling body completely softened and relaxed his vigilance, and the degree of fit with the skin armor also reached its peak.

You'll be rewarded while fighting, and the stimulation will increase as the intensity increases. It's a pity that Crazy Hunter could have come up with this.

She felt like she was naked and someone was tying her limbs and playing with her. Even though no one saw it, she still felt extremely ashamed.

After all, she received a formal aristocratic education, and joining the Black Rose allowed her to gain a lot of knowledge and her bottom line became much more flexible.

But when I think about how I was forced to play such a big game for the first time, and how it became a disaster in the fierce battle, I still feel ashamed.

The previous near-death experience made her full of fear of death, but the extreme pleasure that followed made her feel that death was nothing more than that.

Whether it was fear or joy, they were nothing more than toys in the hands of the Wild Hunt, just like her at this moment.

She had to accept whatever the Wild Hunt wanted to give her, even if it was humiliation she had to accept it willingly.

She no longer had the thought of resisting, she had been completely defiled, from a high and mighty noble lady to a lowly slave who could only beg for mercy softly. The huge gap in identity change made her mind go blank.

Cassiopeia knew that she had never been a person who followed the rules, so she took the risk of joining the Black Rose and coming to the dangerous ancient tomb to search for treasure.

But what puzzled her was that she actually began to recall everything she had just experienced, and felt a little anticipation and excitement about this humiliation, and her heartbeat took a long time to slow down.

Is she really this kind of person? She longs to be dominated by a strong person from the bottom of her heart.

The myriad thoughts in her mind only lasted for a moment before the Wild Hunt gave an explanation based on her answer.

"No, your fault is not greed, but a sudden change of heart. Do you know how much I expected of you? You disappointed me so much before, and I feel betrayed."

Cassiopeia cried out in pain. Isn't it normal for people to resist when being controlled by the armor? She didn't know what would happen next.

The Wild Hunt continued, "But I am willing to give you a chance. As long as you swear allegiance and become my follower, I will let you leave intact. As my follower, when you need strength, you can offer a sacrifice in exchange for a chance to transform. At that time, I will come to you regardless of the distance and help you clear the obstacles."

What? Cassiopeia suspected she had heard it wrong, but this was what the Wild Hunt meant.

She really wanted the power of the armor, but she didn't want to be forced to give up her original identity because of the armor that turned her into a monster.

Now the Wild Hunt's proposal has solved this problem perfectly. Normally, she is still the same Cassiopeia. She only sacrifices herself to be possessed by the Wild Hunt when she needs strength. At the same time, she can experience the incomparable sense of violence and the strange feeling of being dominated and humiliated.

"I am the daughter of Soleana du Cocao. I am willing to swear by my real name that from now on I will become your slave and be loyal to you alone! If I betray you, I will not die a good death!" Cassiopeia panted hotly, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Very good." The Wild Hunt was very satisfied with Cassiopeia's answer. After correcting her mistake, she changed her position very decisively. "When you go back, pay more attention to the Black Rose's movements in secret. Swain has integrated the army, and I'm afraid he will start a war soon."

The Wild Hunt was right. According to internal sources, Noxus could no longer support its growing population and was preparing to cross the ocean to launch a second invasion of Ionia.

It is not difficult for outsiders to guess these big moves based on the situation, but the Wild Hunt is obviously concerned about what small moves the Black Rose will make in secret by taking advantage of the situation.

"But I am just a marginal figure in the organization, and I am afraid I can't get any key information."

"As long as I want, I can always find a Darkin weapon for you to take back and improve your status in the organization, but does the Faceless Man dare to accept it?"

Cassiopeia's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Darkin weapons were terrifying things that could influence a war. Once they appeared, the two armies would surely fight to the bitter end. As for the Faceless Man, he was one of the leaders of the Black Rose. From the Wild Hunt's tone, he seemed to know him, so she didn't dare to doubt him anymore.

"Yes, I will try my best to meet your request."

Greedy Cassiopeia was fully satisfied, both physically and mentally, which was something she had never imagined.

She came to Shurima in order to get promoted in the organization, but here she gained means and knowledge far beyond her expectations, as well as a wonderful experience that is unique in the world, so that now she even ignores the black rose.

Life is really full of surprises.

Chapter 49: The Correct Use of Void Skin Armor

The capture of Cassiopeia allowed the Wild Hunt to confirm one thing: while devouring void creatures could certainly enhance the capabilities of the skin armor, it would eventually reach a bottleneck and become difficult to improve.

Whenever this happens, he has to find a new host to release all the accumulated energy in order to unlock new abilities and even new forms. This is the most stable and reasonable way to improve.

The assault mode consumed a large amount of his energy reserves. After the matter here is over, he will have to go back underground to accumulate some, and then start looking for a new host.

It’s best to be a woman, because he feels sick at the thought of himself being put on a man.

However, there seem to be not many female hosts left in Shurima... Oh, by the way, Kai'Sa is still struggling in the mausoleum! I have to go back and help her as soon as possible.

Looking around the battlefield, the Wild Hunt discovered that their guide Delia was still alive.

"Can you take care of the remaining few strays? Don't let them escape again."

The Wild Hunt picked up her sword and threw it to her, not caring whether she could do it or not, and took Cassiopeia back to the tomb.

The moment he stepped into the mausoleum again, the spatial structure of the entire hall changed dramatically. Upside down, front to back, left to right, some incomprehensible mechanism was activated by Bakay.

This change was not overall coherent. The entire tomb was like a Rubik's Cube being twisted around, and those trapped in it were as helpless as bugs who didn't understand why all this was happening.

"Kassadin, get out of here!" There was no point in continuing to fight with a group of monsters without flesh and blood. The Wild Hunter shouted Kassadin's name and asked her to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

As soon as he finished speaking, a neat crack suddenly appeared on the ground, and the ground spun rapidly, and the place where he had just stood became the ceiling.

The entire mausoleum was changing its spatial structure in an unpredictable way. The Wild Hunter grabbed the exit in time to avoid falling into this huge drum washing machine. Kassadin inside was in a more uncomfortable situation. She could only rely on her instincts to keep changing her footing according to the direction of gravity.

The tomb was about to close, but luckily Kassadin grabbed the Wild Hunter's hand and escaped before the door closed. Watching the mausoleum slowly sinking into the sea of sand behind her, squeezing out the sand to cover everything, Kassadin, who was running at high speed and emitting heat all over his body, was able to stop and rest.

"Thank you for your hard work." The Wild Hunter held Kassadin's waist and held her in his arms in an unprecedentedly intimate posture, with their pubic bones touching.

"Are you Cassiopeia or the Wild Hunt?" Upon hearing this, Kassadin looked at the unfamiliar set of armor in front of her with strange eyes.

"This woman has been completely tamed by me. Now I am the one controlling this skin armor."

After learning the name of the Wild Hunt from Kassadin, Cassiopeia quickly said, "Miss Kassadin, I have become the Wild Hunt's follower. From now on, we will be a loving family."

The voice of the Wild Hunt appeared directly in their minds, so even communication between the three of them was not a problem.

Kassa pondered the meaning of the term "dependent", but couldn't figure it out after a long time and finally gave up thinking about it. Anyway, she just wanted to know that the other person had become one of her own.