Void Beetle Evolution Guide

Deep beneath the altar, between Larune and the statues lies a magically imbued pool. Glancing at the fact that Aphelios's phantom is not projected above the pool, she relaxes and doesn't immediately get into work mode.

"By the way, the Moon Spirit and the Solar Spirit are still together. I wonder if they got the Moonstone in the end."

Laluen suddenly remembered that the relationship between the Sun, Moon, and Star Spirits, which she had been focusing on, seemed to have made new progress. She wondered what the situation would be like after she had taken a nap.

This thing is as addictive as watching a TV series. From the moment she guided Diana to find Kasha and her group, she kept her eyes glued to their movements.

She witnessed the clash between the Sun, Moon, and Star spirits, as well as Aphelios's sneak attack... but that had nothing to do with her; it was entirely Aphelios's spur-of-the-moment decision to poison Leona with a poison he carried with him.

Laluen sought peaceful coexistence, not a life-or-death struggle. She simply hadn't expected her usually obedient brother to have different ideas. His muteness, caused by the poison, hindered timely communication, leading to this unexpected commotion. However, this misfortune also turned out to be a blessing in disguise, bringing the Sun, Moon, and Star Spirits closer together.

Later, she watched Diana carry Leona up the mountain, overcoming numerous hardships along the way. The innocent, budding romance between the girls filled her with envy. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she fell asleep on the altar.

To get the latest updates, Larun reached out and gently touched the pool water. Ripples slowly revealed the enchanting scene unfolding between the stars and the earth, right there in the tent.

A blush-inducing scene unfolded before my eyes: two delicious bodies were intertwined, tightly bound together by countless black tentacles.

The people of Larun were stunned; even their innermost thoughts resounded like thunder in the empty, deserted temple.

"Moon Mother, how many dollars did I miss paying for this?"

Chapter 609 Diana's Stubborn Endurance

The scene before her eyes made Larun's heart pound like a drum, her face felt like it was on fire, and she had a strange feeling from head to toe, wanting to immerse her head in the holy pool to cool down and clear her mind.

Just one more look! Just one more look! You, Lin Youmei, are thinking of Lin Kong, or Lin Zaizai...?

The voice in her heart instantly overwhelmed her shyness and guilt, urging her to reach her small hand back to the pool and gently brush it across.

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that she was all alone in the Guihai Maru Temple and that no one would discover her sinful act of recklessly touching on taboos.

Through the water's surface, wide-open eyes reflected the absurd and decadent scene inside a tent atop Mount Targon.

The night before dawn is the coldest time of day. In the hearth at the center of the round tent, the snow water in the stone kettle has boiled dry, gradually increasing the warmth, filling the tent with a hazy, intoxicating aroma. On the shelves against the back wall, heavy armor piled high has caused slight bends.

Diana lay on top of Leona, countless hair-like tentacles digging into their flesh, dividing their skin into sections like a fishing net.

At first glance, it seemed a bit awkward, because the two Protoss were practically at each other's throats. But upon closer inspection, Laruen discovered that things weren't so simple.

The tentacles writhed as if they were sentient, twisting together and relentlessly shoving into Diana's crotch, drawing out glistening fluid with each thrust, as if treating the sacred Protoss Zone as a breeding ground.

Diana didn't seem to accept this approach. Her expression looked extremely painful, but for some reason she didn't resist. She just endured the violation, lying on the spot like a puppy with her butt sticking out, unable to move.

This continued for quite some time, after which Larun saw that the tentacles, seemingly saturated with the blood of the two, coalesced behind him into the shape of a man with an undisguised evil smile on his lips.

"Oh no! She needs help!"

Larun was startled, but it was too late to do anything. Dawn had broken; the sun rose above the horizon, and in its dazzling light, the moon quickly faded, signifying that her turn was over.

She couldn't help Diana anymore, and the incident happened high up on Mount Targon, so it was too late to call her brother Aphelios for help.

All Laruen could do was witness the Wild Hunt's crimes and pray for Diana in the temple.

Back in the tent, Diana was also surprised by the Wild Hunt's appearance. Things always go beyond her expectations; she never anticipated that a person could be hidden inside such a small ball, but this also explained where the voices inside came from.

She actually wanted to break free, but the black tentacles connecting her body prevented her from leaving Leona's body; she had to remain in this position until the blood transfusion was complete.

Before that, she could only endure whatever the Wild Hunt did to her, and tried her best not to wake Leona. It was all worth it if it meant saving Leona's life.

"Demon...you've finally revealed your true colors!"

Diana turned her head, her eyes shooting out a look of hatred through her disheveled hair. Although the flower poison rendered her speechless, the Wild Hunt clearly understood her meaning.

“I’m trying to help you, but you’re so stubborn and won’t accept my kindness.” He said with a smile, “Don’t you want to get closer to Leona? It’s such a good opportunity. If you just let Leona wake up and be intimate with us, you can kiss her lips without restraint.”

"You'd better not touch her, or I'll never forgive you!" Diana's eyes still showed her stubbornness. Seeing this, Wild Hunt had no choice but to shake his head and say, "Since you still want to shoulder everything alone, then I'll just have to give you a push."

After saying that, Wild Hunt reached out a hand and placed it on Diana's firm, pert buttocks. Then he rubbed his monstrous rod against her already glistening, wet vulva before thrusting it deep inside, the violent impact sending waves of white flesh rippling through her.

"Ugh!!!" Suddenly, the pleasure of the penetrating and filling her body surged through Diana's countless folds, causing her to quickly cover her mouth. At the same time, Laluen, who was peeking, also covered her mouth.

After their intimate union, Wild Hunt pounced on Diana's moonlit back, pressing his firm chest against her spine.

In order not to wake Leona, she had to push the bed up even harder, using both hands to support the weight of the two of them, including herself.

"Let's see how long you can hold out." The voice in her ear made Leona's arms go weak, and she almost collapsed. Fortunately, she held on at the last moment.

However, this was only the beginning. Before he could react, the Wild Hunt had already pushed the cascading silver hair to the other side and was gently nibbling at her fair earlobe or delicate neck and shoulder with his slightly sharp canines.

Diana only felt the warm breath spray onto the saliva that had been inadvertently applied to her nose. The evaporation of the saliva then absorbed the body heat, bringing a warm and cool comfort that constantly teased her sensitive nerves.

What a bastard! She and Leona hadn't even done this to each other yet, and the Wild Hunt had taken away so many of her firsts!

She mentally denounced the Wild Hunt, yet her body silently remembered the feeling.

Diana suddenly felt a sense of unease, realizing that if she and Leona had a future together, every time they were entangled in their future relationships, they would be forced to recall this experience.

If Leona asks her why she's so skilled, how should she answer?

The Wild Hunt etched its experience into her, and this was the only tutorial she could access, one she couldn't forget even if she wanted to.

The tutorial is far from over; the Wild Hunt's aggression is not limited to kissing, which is only one part of foreplay.

He pressed all his weight onto Diana, and without any politeness, reached between her two pairs of full, close-to-each breasts. One hand climbed up her breasts, which were drooping due to gravity. His palms and the backs of his hands were smooth and soft flesh, which he kneaded into various lewd shapes. The soft, bouncy flesh, full of the aroma of milk fat, overflowed from between his fingers.

The fourfold fusion of flesh and blood gave the Wild Hunt a feast for the eyes and hands. Diana's gritted teeth and Leona's unconscious state allowed his rapidly expanding desires to run rampant, and the taboos further fueled his perverse pleasures.

The thrusting of his waist began, his legs straightened, and the ferocious beast repeatedly broke through the narrow passage, plunging into the depths of the dark land, spreading a fiery aura across the lunar soil.

Diana trembled as she was thrust into, the intense pleasure emanating from her abdomen soothing her cold, desolate moon palace, causing her muscles to weaken and her whole body to go limp.

Under such circumstances, it was unlikely that she could withstand the impact and carry the weight of two people, but in order for Leona to get a good night's sleep, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Not only do you have to persevere, but you also have to stick your butt out to fight the Wild Hunt, making room for Leona beneath you so that she doesn't get knocked down by his thrusts.

It makes it seem like she's a slut who doesn't like men but tries to please her abuser when she's being assaulted.

Chapter 610 Heavy Love

After sunrise, even without being directly exposed to sunlight, power will continuously flow into the body of the blazing sun spirit.

After all, all forms of light in this world originate from the sun.

Life exists in the light because the diffused rays of sunlight fill the world with light. Those bioluminescent organisms also grow by feeding on plants nourished by sunlight.

Therefore, as long as it's daytime, power will gradually flow into Leona's body, the only difference being the speed of its flow. Just like plants also perform photosynthesis at night, only the oxygen replenished is not consumed as quickly because the light is weak.

As her strength gradually returned, Leona's wandering consciousness slowly came back; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to sleep due to the excruciating pain. However, her body seemed to be a beat behind and wouldn't obey her commands.

She had no idea that this was the Wild Hunt's doing, meant to give her enough time to realize the situation, rather than forcing her to fight back as soon as she opened her eyes, which would give him a real headache.

Leona's eyelids twitched, but she couldn't open them. She felt something was wrong with her body; the excruciating pain seemed to recede like a tide, and her senses gradually returned.

Then she felt a chill. She didn't know that the hot blood in her body had already been replaced, nor did she know that her clothes had been almost completely stripped off, and her whole body was exposed to the cold air on Mount Targon, a cold that even a furnace fire could not dispel.

Only a warmth emanated from her chest, dispelling her relentless search. In a daze, she heard voices speaking very close by.

"Oh? It seems she's awake after all." Hearing Leona's murmurs, Wild Hunt whispered in Diana's ear, "Poor little moon, the person you like is about to see you being violated. How do you feel about that?"

Was violated? Who was violated? Little Moon? Does that refer to Diana? Yes, the person she likes... Leona immediately became alert, but her body seemed to be paralyzed by a ghost, unable to react on its own.

"I forgot you can't speak anymore. Tsk tsk! Sacrificing for love, how noble, actually willing to accept all of Leona's poisonous blood."

The man continued speaking, and Leona then realized why the pain had disappeared. A wave of emotion washed over her, but it was quickly replaced by deep worry. "You, Lin Youmei, want to sing 'Eternal Love'? You, Lin Zaizai, haven't you...?"

The pain didn't disappear; instead, it transferred to Diana, even poisoning her and rendering her mute. She, too, didn't want Diana to suffer, especially not because of her.

Meanwhile, Diana sensed something was off about the Wild Hunt. It had been quiet before, but now it was talking much more, as if it were putting on a show.

Looking down at Leona, who was beginning to show signs of waking up, she seemed to understand the Wild Hunt's intentions for a moment, but then felt it was unlikely that they would be so kind as to speak up for her and explain the cause and effect.

Since she couldn't speak anyway, she could only watch Wild Hunt put on a one-woman show.

The rhythmic splashing of water, accompanied by suppressed breathing, tugged at Leona's heartstrings.

These suggestive sounds, the constant rubbing against her chest, and the man's descriptions all led Leona to a situation she didn't want to be in.

Could it be that her little moon is being humiliated by her, and she, powerless, can do nothing about it?

On

"Why do you have to keep it a secret? If she knew how much you've done for her, she would definitely forgive you. Otherwise, she just doesn't care about you. Don't you think so?"

No one answered. Leona cried out in her heart, of course she cared. Someone willing to endure unbearable pain for her—she would forgive even betrayal.

"Give her a kiss. If she forgives you, she will wake up and embrace you without any resentment. If she doesn't wake up, it means that the feelings between you are not deep enough to reach the depths of each other's souls. Even if you manage to hide it this time, there will be every time in the future. The humiliation she cannot know will eventually turn into a wildly growing resentment, pushing you further and further apart."

The man continued speaking, and this time even Leona fell silent.

No matter how you explain it, the malicious nature of this situation remains unchanged; it represents a significant blow to the relationship. Even if it was caused by external factors, the damage can only heal, not disappear.

But rather than being habitually deceitful, she hoped that Diana would honestly seek her forgiveness. No, that's not right, not seeking forgiveness, but rather sharing Diana's pain, just as Diana had sacrificed for her.

"Perhaps it won't even be a later time. Maybe after this, you'll go your separate ways and never see each other again. Why not take this opportunity to kiss her? You can even consider it a farewell kiss. Do you no longer like her? Or do you feel that you've become dirty and unworthy of her radiant beauty?"

Leona paused for a moment, receiving the signal, and a surge of bitterness welled up in her heart.

"Diana, you big fool!" Leona cried out in her heart. Because of her isolation, Diana sometimes felt inferior, belittled herself, and got stuck on her own thoughts, making her seem difficult to deal with.

She didn't mind the strange looks from others as she walked and danced with Diana at the celebration, but Diana was concerned about ruining her relationships and deliberately refused her invitation to be with her, only contacting her secretly in private.

Leona never approached Diana because she felt Diana deserved redemption; her affection was natural and open. If she weren't concerned about Diana's far greater troubles than her own, she would have preferred to follow her own pace.

However, after becoming a Protoss, this trouble was amplified to the extreme. The people's dislike for Diana had turned into fear and hatred, and it was a situation that could not be reversed.

Perhaps this is the best time to break the deadlock. If you choose Diana when the whole world has abandoned her, you might just be chosen in return.

Leona made up her mind: if Diana lowered her head to kiss her, she would break free and wake up to embrace her, no matter what. However, her words were abruptly interrupted by the man's words.

"Perhaps I'll ruin her brilliance too, then you'll be equals again."

After he finished speaking, she heard Diana let out a low, beast-like growl, refusing to let the man touch her. But the more she did this, the more her heart ached. If the man couldn't touch her, Diana would surely feel that she, already tainted, was no longer worthy of him, and the result would be a gradual estrangement.

Thinking of dying peacefully without illness, thinking of living a life filled with resentment, two clear tears slid down Leona's cheeks.

It was these two lines of tears that prompted the stubborn and unyielding Diana to change her mind and, in a moment of impulsiveness, kiss him without considering the consequences.

Leona felt a weight on her body, as if she were being pressed down by that heavy love, and woke up happily.

Chapter 611 Leona's Awakening

"Congratulations! Congratulations!" (You Lin Youzai Meimei Kong, you Lin Youzai Mei...)

When Leona woke up, she immediately kissed Diana. At the same time, she saw the Wild Hunt praising her. Their eyes met over each other's shoulders, and the situation suddenly became very complicated.

She had so much to say to Diana, and wanted to comfort the wounded woman, but now was clearly not the time. The Wild Hunt was right in front of her, and she couldn't ignore it.

At the same time, she also noticed the black tentacles that were wrapped around her and burrowed into her flesh. The only difference, the small carapace-like spheres, were gone; now the Wild Hunt was binding them.

It was an extremely awkward position. The person she wanted to protect was lying on top of her and kissing her, but the abuser was still lying behind her without breaking the connection, sandwiching Diana between the two.

She could even feel the Wild Hunt's thrusting at her waist being transmitted through Diana's body to her, receiving the full weight of both of them.

Even the most incompetent person wouldn't tolerate a third party publicly humiliating their loved one, let alone Leona, who is the righteous and awe-inspiring Chosen of the Sun.

"Get off Diana! You monster!" She stopped kissing and immediately issued a powerful rebuke, instilling a firm resolve in Diana's inability to speak.

"The story is about to reach its climax. I got here early and earned my spot through my own abilities, so why should I come down?" The Wild Hunt chuckled gleefully, like a piece of chewing gum that he couldn't shake off. "Besides, what ability do you have to fight me when you're so weak? Don't forget that you're currently raising your leg at me like a harlot, and it was Diana who shielded you from humiliation. I advise you to watch your words and actions, and not to waste our good intentions."

With the Wild Hunt's control, the tentacles wrapped around Leona tightened further, lifting her thighs even higher. If Diana hadn't been in front of her, the Wild Hunt would have struck her vitals without hindrance.

"What good intentions? You have ulterior motives! You're distorting the truth!" Leona retorted fiercely.

She could tell that the "we" Wild Hunt referred to was him and Diana. She could understand Diana's sacrifices, but it was shameless of Wild Hunt to say it like that.

"Of course it's a good intention. I first saved you from dying from the flower poison, and now I'm relieving Diana's pain. How can it not be a good intention?"

"Her suffering is what you brought upon her." As her strength gradually returned, Leona hugged Diana tightly, shielding her between the latter and the Wild Hunt.

Wild Hunt didn't stop her; instead, he casually stroked her strong arm. Sharp nails traced a path up her forearm, the sensation of them scraping against her skin sending shivers down Leona's spine, but she would never let go in order to protect Diana.

"What if I told you I could help her expel all the flower poison?" He paused, then added with a smile, "Don't worry, it won't be transferred back into your body, but rather expelled completely with the orgasm. How would you feel then? Would you still try to stop me?"

"Utterly absurd! Do you think I'd be foolish enough to believe in a demon?"

What kind of orgasm detox method is this? Does anyone really believe such an outrageous explanation? Leona certainly doesn't.

However, nothing is absolute. The thought that the Wild Hunt could remove the flower poison from her body through a blood transfusion made Leona consider the possibility again. But in front of Diana, she couldn't show the slightest hesitation and immediately rebuked her.

Believe it or not, it's not you who's suffering right now.

The Wild Hunt continued to cultivate the lunar soil. He reached out and grasped Diana's smooth neck, pinched her chin and tilted her head back, gently biting her ear and inhaling the scent of her neck. He inflicted this sweet torture on the furious Leona, leaving faint bloodstains on her fair skin.

As the sun rose and set, and with the effects of the flower poison taking hold, Diana, who was not yet accustomed to enduring excruciating pain, was powerless to resist. Her body convulsed from time to time due to the pain, and she was even so numb that she could not feel the Wild Hunt's movements. The only thing that made her clench her legs tightly was the burning sensation in her lower abdomen.

Through the contact of their pubic bones, Leona felt Diana's exertion, sensing her pain mixed with pleasure. She was in pain too; she knew the potency of the flower poison, and she couldn't bear to see Diana suffer, especially since it was because of her.

"Transfer the flower poison back." Leona didn't trust the Wild Hunt, so she could only send the Nightbloom Flower Poison back the way it came. At least the Wild Hunt proved that the blood transfusion therapy was feasible.