Void Beetle Evolution Guide

However, they quickly turned their attention back to Wild Hunt. Not only had he changed his hairstyle, but his increasingly longer hair had also softened his overly prickly masculinity, making him look more harmonious overall. The slight sense of disharmony had also disappeared, and his eyes had become vivid and expressive, every expression carrying a captivating charm.

After multiple evolutions, the Wild Hunt has now shed its last trace of inhumanity and is indistinguishable from a real human.

"Honestly, you're not even dressed," Kasha said coquettishly, striding over to retrieve a robe from the hive and casually draping it over Wild Hunt. She felt it was essential to make sure her man was presentable, as their fates were intertwined.

"I'm getting smelly from being worn around all the time, so what's wrong with taking my bird out for a walk now and then?" Of course, Wild Hunt wouldn't say something so vulgar; he usually just takes action.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Wild Hunt unceremoniously placed his hand on Kaisa's shapely buttocks, his right hand directly melting into her skin and kneading her elastic buttocks, then forcefully pulled Kaisa into his arms.

A chorus of boos erupted around them, but Wild Hunt paid no heed, even enjoying it. Kai'Sa, however, lowered her head in embarrassment, grabbed his wrist that was causing the disturbance, and protested through gritted teeth in a low voice, "Let go! You're not allowed to damage my reputation in front of so many people."

"What harm? Others are envious of you." As soon as she finished speaking, Cassiopeia came to the side with a fawning and seductive smile, hugged Wild Hunt's other arm, and pressed her full breasts against his arm.

"What brings you out for some fresh air, Master?" She inhaled the intoxicating scent of the Wild Hunt's neck while kneading his firm pectoral muscles. "How about having your most loyal servant attend to you?"

Katarina, seeing her younger sister's flirtatious behavior, immediately frowned, expressing reservations about the concept of loyalty. Syndra, suppressing her anger, wrinkled her nose, unable to bear seeing the Wild Hunt enjoying himself so well—a jealousy that prevented her from lowering herself to approach him like Cassiopeia, nor from becoming a submissive wife like Kai'Sa. Sephiroth, still weakened, would have surely pulled the two apart and enjoyed herself herself. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from another text.)

There were no naive newcomers present, and they quickly became indifferent to such things, at most rolling their eyes but not bothering to stop it. Only two people were not quite used to this atmosphere. The others stayed hoping to have something happen with the Wild Hunt, but they were not ready to integrate into this big family.

"Uh...you guys chat, we'll head back first." Leona and Diana said with dry laughter, "If you need our help again, come find us at Mount Targon."

Fearing being called out if they stayed any longer, the two Protoss were preparing to slip away. Wild Hunt saw through their little scheme and immediately sent a telepathic message to them.

"Don't think I don't know what you two have been doing behind the scenes. From today onwards, your physical needs will only be met when I'm there to take care of them. Otherwise... hmph."

Before Wild Hunt could finish speaking, all sorts of lewd and depraved images flashed through their minds, causing them to tremble and their faces to flush crimson. Humiliation, resentment, a sliver of anticipation, and a restless desire... their emotions were a chaotic mess, like a spilled palette of paint.

The Wild Hunt was like a lion, monopolizing their mating rights. They could only do intimate things with his permission. He secretly placed invisible chastity belts on them. They wanted to unite and resist, but they lacked the courage and the willpower.

Grinding tofu only makes it feel emptier the more you grind it; you always feel like something's missing if you don't pound it a few times.

Without his presence, their physical union would be incomplete. Despite their outwardly loving relationship, they harbored certain dark thoughts deep within their hearts.

For example... they want to see the other person's humiliated and embarrassed appearance, their moans of climax, and their blank and pale expression... These are all things they have thought about but dare not do or cannot do.

Because they only want to show the best side of each other, but the more they like each other, the more they want to possess the other person completely, even the bad side.

Only through the Wild Hunt can they see each other in their entirety.

Chapter 678 Protective Talisman

Seeing Leona and Diana disappear in two streaks of light, Kai'Sa punched Wild Hunt on the shoulder, stared into his eyes and asked, "What did you say to them? You were blushing like that."

"I didn't say anything. I just told them to be more restrained. Oh, Sarah and Elise were asking me about the Royal Palace just now, so I was a little distracted."

Kasha narrowed her eyes, not delving deeper. The Royal Palace was docked in Bilgewater; she would definitely report it if the ship went missing. As for how Elise knew, it was because she had the key.

"Ouch, my head hurts so much, my stomach hurts so much, I feel so uncomfortable..." Just then, Saifei woke up, swaying unsteadily.

“Sefie, do you remember what you saw inside?” Kasa immediately walked over to her and squatted down to ask.

"Ugh, don't any of you care about me at all? Just ask."

Kasha rolled her eyes. "This isn't the first time you've woken up. You woke up several times on the way back, but each time you quickly passed out and didn't retain any memories."

"Is that so?" Sephie thought for a moment, but had absolutely no recollection of it, so she stopped worrying about it: "I'm starving, I need to eat!"

Upon hearing this, Kasha stood up, and the others quickly made way for her. Sephie glanced at the deck with a puzzled expression; there was a pile of lively seafood on the deck, a gift from the merfolk as a token of their gratitude.

"If you don't mind that it's raw, then go ahead and eat it. It's fine if you finish it all."

Saifei felt that eating raw seafood was a bit beneath her dignity, after all, she was now human and should eat carefully cooked food. But she was so hungry that she didn't care about that now, and besides, the sea dragon had no psychological barriers to eating seafood, the fishy smell was no problem for her at all.

So she immediately pounced on the live fish and started eating it raw. Wild Hunt saw this and disappeared without a trace, not wanting to be caught on the spot by the dragon girl who smelled of fish.

"So, what happened to you down there? Do you remember?" Kasha asked again, voicing the question everyone was curious about.

"What happened... I only remember waking up in a strange passage surrounded by undrinkable purple water, being dragged deeper by a tentacle. Then the rune fragment Wild Hunt gave me suddenly infused me with power, causing my spirit to leave my body and bite off the tentacle."

“It’s a fragment of enlightenment…” Kai’Sa rested her chin on her hand thoughtfully. “No wonder. The runes repel the void, and it didn’t want to be taken away from Runeterra, so it saved you in the process.”

Portil suddenly understood; so that's what the Wild Hunt meant by the amulet. In that case, anyone who fell could survive as long as they had the rune. The prerequisite was wearing armor; otherwise, they would disintegrate immediately upon landing, and the rune would simply fly back on its own.

"What about the monster's divine essence? And how did you obtain it?"

"What kind of deity? (chewing sounds)"

Saifei didn't care about the fishy smell at all as she ate it. Anyway, no one was cooking, and if she didn't eat it, she would just have to throw it into the sea.

Judging from her blank expression, she had no idea how the divine essence ended up in her stomach; she may have accidentally swallowed it while choking on water.

As for why the liquid energy didn't corrode her stomach, it's because the skin armor was specially designed for dragons.

Breathing is an important attack method for dragons, but breathing exposes their vulnerable throats, so their armor extends from their bodies to their mouths, covering their entire esophagus.

"Never mind if you don't remember." Kasha didn't dwell on it; she already had the item, so the process wasn't important.

"Oh, by the way, thank you for leaving a door open for me. I can see from below that the exit hasn't closed yet." Sephie flashed a relieved smile.

Skin armor, rune fragments, and time—all are indispensable. If the others hadn't waited for her and had closed the passage directly, she would ultimately have met her demise as well.

“It’s nothing, it’s what we should do.” Kasha nodded, then pressed both of them to her temples and asked, “Wild Hunt, where are we going next?”

“Belvis has been waiting for us for a long time; it’s time to settle the score with her,” Wild Hunt replied after a moment’s thought.

The Purple Sea and the Great Rift of Icathia are not far apart, but going to the Great Rift first would easily alert the enemy and make Bervis wary. The Great Rift only needs its seal reinforced, so conquering the more threatening Purple Sea first is a more prudent choice.

"The moment has finally come..." Kai'Sa sighed.

For her, Pierre Villeneuve was the beginning of everything.

If Bervis hadn't forced Malzahar to offer sacrifices, her homeland wouldn't have been sacrificed. If Bervis's shadow hadn't constantly loomed over her, Kai'Sa wouldn't have been driven to relentlessly grow stronger.

And now, after such a long period of effort, the fateful battle is finally about to begin.

"Hey, is there such a rush? We've only just sealed a seabed rift." Cassiopeia noticed that Kasha was acting strangely and was afraid that she would sail the Royal Palace to the Purple Sea and start a war without warning. She valued her life and didn't want to die so inexplicably.

"Of course not, at least we still need to do pre-battle preparations." Wild Hunt said, "My legion was almost completely wiped out in this battle, and I need time to produce a Nest Mother, but with the blessing of the Divine Birth of Reproduction, it shouldn't be long. You can take this time to resolve any unresolved issues, and we'll set off once everything is settled."

"Why does it feel like a final battle is about to begin..." Even Saifei was affected by the heavy atmosphere and stopped eating. (The last part is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

"Compared to Bervis, the Void Deformity is just an appetizer. I'm not exaggerating. If you don't want to have any regrets, then hurry up and take care of your affairs." Kai'Sa put on a stern face, but in reality, she was thinking of the others and wanted them to know when to leave.

Such a blunt warning made everyone's hearts skip a beat, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely heavy. If even she, the fastest runner, thought this battle was a near-certain death, then the others had even less chance of survival.

"I'm not forcing you to go to the battlefield. This is originally a matter between me and Kaisa. Everyone, disperse. Take some time to think it over and then tell me your choices."

“What’s there to consider? Once we defeat Bervis, we will be the strongest force in the world! With such a prestigious position and power, who could give up?” Cassiopeia immediately declared, determined to fight the Wild Hunt to the bitter end.

She didn't act on impulse; she actually saw things more clearly than anyone else.

The lives of the servants are tied to their armor; if the Wild Hunt dies, they most likely won't survive either, leaving them with no choice.

Since we've chosen this path, let's fight our way to the top. Once we've eliminated all the enemies in our way, we can rise above all living beings and live a carefree life.

Others didn't see things as clearly as she did and hesitated, which gave Wild Hunt a chance to speak.

He laughed and said, "Cassiopeia, don't put them on the hot seat. Go back and think it over before you come back."

Chapter 679 Where They Went Their Separate Ways

Kai'Sa looked surprised as she watched Wild Hunt open the portal to Nashramame.

"What's so surprising? At times like this, everyone wants to spend as much time as possible with their family." (You Yong, think about it, do you want to leave Lin Zai Zai...)

"No, I'm curious how you managed to open a portal to Nashlamy without an anchor point."

"I've already touched the threshold of becoming a god, so this little thing is nothing to me," Wild Hunt said with a smile.

The divine status not only granted him corresponding power, but also enhanced some of his general abilities.

Now, without anchor points, he can open portals anywhere. Things that pass through these portals are no longer limited to those protected by Void Armor; even insect hives can no longer be filled with inanimate objects.

With divine power, many limitations were broken, and he is now different from before, but he has not yet reached his most perfect form.

"See you in a couple of days then," Kasha said as usual, but then realized something was off.

She and the Wild Hunt could meet anytime; there was no need for them to separate. To others, this might sound like a threat to freedom, since their next meeting would be on the battlefield, and she respected everyone's choice.

After Kasha stepped into the portal, Cassiopeia sighed. "Although I'm very reluctant, I have to go back, otherwise that demonic clone might cause me some trouble at home."

“Go.” Wild Hunt opened a portal to Uzeris for Cassiopeia, then looked at her sister: “Katarina, aren’t you coming back with us?”

Upon hearing this, Katarina, who was playing with the dagger, put it away, shook her head, and refused, saying, "I am already a ghost, just consider me dead."

"It seems my sister is utterly disappointed with this family." Cassiopeia smiled, not pressuring the matter, and turned to step into the portal.

Wild Hunt asked the rest of the group one by one. Syndra and Portil were planning to wander around; they didn't know where to go but didn't want to stay on the ship all the time. Sephiroth, on the other hand, didn't want to go anywhere and just wanted to rest and recuperate.

The story has come full circle back to Katarina. Without any missions, she has no idea what to do. Now, she lives only as the Wild Hunt's blade, and she begs the Wild Hunt to give her some tasks to do.

"Okay, Katarina, you go and meet a few people for me." And so, Katarina began her hectic errand-running journey.

Katarina's first stop is Dawn Oasis, the former capital of a dynasty that rose from the sands after Azir's resurrection.

The magnificent palace remained empty, with only a few more people present than when the Wild Hunt had last visited. Azir, the Eagle Father, sat on his throne, his eagle-claw-like right hand holding a scroll presented by a scout, while his left hand propped up his head in deep thought.

Since news of his resurrection spread, Noxus has reinforced the defenses of its colonies. Under the control of these invaders, no city near the coastline has shown any intention of submitting to him. A war between Shurima and Noxus is inevitable sooner or later to reclaim the occupied territories.

However, that would be at least ten years from now. An empire cannot rise overnight. Even with Azir's prestige and army, the officials responsible for bridging the gap between superiors and subordinates would require a significant amount of time for evaluation and selection. Everything needs to be rebuilt, and all sectors of society would need considerable time to be reconstructed.

To quell external threats, one must first secure internal stability. Most of those who came to him seeking power and wealth were only after his reputation; very few were truly capable, had the will, and genuine desire to serve their country. To date, Azir has only appointed about a hundred officials.

Even so, power struggles still occurred. It truly proves the saying, "Where there are people, there is conflict."

"Who goes there?" Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared in the hall, Azir on the throne stopped thinking and spoke with a majestic voice that echoed in the empty hall.

The jackal god beside him struck the stone slab heavily with the end of his long-handled axe, echoing the divine emperor's majesty. The crocodile god, hearing the sound, jolted awake, snapping out of his reverie and straightening his posture slightly.

As soon as Katarina stepped out of the portal, she was met with the sight of three Ascended beings with their beast heads looming overhead, and she was momentarily stunned.

At the same time, a desire to submit arose from the depths of her heart, forcing her to bend her knees. The Zoranny within her went out of control upon seeing Azir's posture, frantically chanting "Your Majesty, Your Majesty," wanting Azir to stand up for her.

However, one of the conditions of the deal between Kai'Sa and Azir was that Zoranny's information must not be leaked, otherwise it would inevitably cause public outrage if the Darkin knew that Zoranny was still alive.

Katarina suppressed Zolani's resentment and refused to kneel under pressure. The only person in the world who could make her kneel was the Wild Hunt.

“Your Majesty, I am the one in charge of this transaction.” Katarina took out the test tube given to her by the Wild Hunt. Seeing that it contained the blood of the Emperor, Azir understood Katarina’s origins.

"Where is our Shurima's daughter? She's always been the one negotiating before, why is someone else here this time?" Azir knew very little about the mysterious organization Kai'Sa belonged to, so he would always exchange a few polite words during negotiations in order to gather more information.

"Your Majesty, Kasha has gone home to visit her family."

"Hmm." Azir nodded in a deep voice: "What brings you here this time? The agreed transaction time is still a long way off."

“Your Majesty’s vision is as sharp as a needle; nothing can be hidden from you.” Katarina bowed a few times in flattery before explaining her purpose: “We plan to launch a surprise attack on the Void Queen and hope to obtain Your Majesty’s assistance.”

Azir refused Katarina without hesitation, saying, "Shurima is in dire need of manpower right now, and I don't have anyone I can assign to you."

“Your Majesty, you should understand the principle of mutual dependence. If our tactics fail, the enraged Empress will surely unleash a destructive wave of revenge, and Shurima will be the first to suffer.”

"Are you threatening me?" Azir slammed his hand on the armrest of his throne and stood up abruptly. His hawk-like eyes shot out a sharp, piercing gaze, and his angry shout made Katarina tilt her head to the side.

"I wouldn't dare, I was just stating the facts," Katarina replied expressionlessly. Although she was reprimanded, she was secretly pleased. Opportunities to make an Ascended Emperor suffer a setback were rare.

Azir's expression shifted several times before he sat down, suppressing his emotions. At this moment, Prime Minister Nasus coughed twice, reminding him, "If you read a little history, you'll know what Shurima gained in the Void Wars of that time."

"The battle with those monsters destroyed the minds of our Celestial Warriors, plunging them into an abyss of despair... Now that they have been reborn, you want His Majesty to throw them back into that hell? That's far too cruel."

One played the bad cop and the other the good cop; Katerina sneered inwardly, but remained respectful on the surface.

"You misunderstand, sir. The reinforcements our master seeks are not those heavenly warriors, but His Majesty Azir."

Chapter 680 Coercion and Enticement

"What?" Nasus couldn't believe Katarina's words. He first doubted whether his keen wolf ears had misheard, then flew into a rage: "You want His Majesty to go to the battlefield with you? What nonsense are you talking about! His Majesty is the God-Emperor, how could he possibly go to the battlefield with you?"

"You are putting His Majesty in an unjust position! What will happen to the people of Dawn Oasis if something happens to him? They believe His Majesty will protect them, not that they will be buried in a grave in the sand one day!"

Nasus's outburst resonated with Renekton, whose mind was still not quite clear. He let out a deafening roar at Katarina below the steps, which could be heard throughout the city. Other Ascended and Darkin in the city also rushed over upon hearing the news.

“We don’t know how much power Bervis has amassed, but if we let her continue to grow stronger, this battle will only become more and more difficult.” The Wild Hunt was Katarina’s source of confidence. She raised her head neither humbly nor arrogantly: “The reason we asked Your Majesty to take action is because your abilities have a significant impact on the course of the war.”

“Void creatures feed on flesh and blood, and any mortal army will be at a complete disadvantage when they encounter them, essentially offering them sacrifices to sustain their war effort. The sand soldiers you summoned are not living entities, and they can hold their own against void creatures. The Void Wars nearly destroyed the Shurima Empire because the late emperor deployed a large number of mortal troops, which greatly increased the difficulty of the campaign.”

"You mean... if only the Ascended Legion had been sent back then, the outcome wouldn't have been like this?"

"Perhaps. Although Ascended beings are made of light, their minds are no different from those of mortals. If the war is too brutal, they will inevitably suffer mental breakdowns." Katarina, driven by self-interest, took out a few more test tubes and tucked them between her fingers: "As long as His Majesty agrees to go to war, we can pay for the Imperial Blood in one lump sum."

This imperial blood was enough to perform several rites, re-converting all the Darkin back into Ascended. Azir was momentarily moved, but quickly regained his composure, adopting an unmoved expression.

"Even if I don't agree, the royal blood will be paid off in the next few transactions, so why should I take the risk?"

“You are mistaken, Your Majesty. If we all perish in battle, Sivir will also die. If the last of the imperial bloodline is gone, then your plan to revive Shurima will have to come to an end.”

"Insolence! Mortal, how dare you challenge the majesty of the gods!" This time, even the mentally unstable Renekton could sense the threat. He leaped from the platform, covering dozens of meters, and pounced down, his gaping maw splitting open to his gills, wide enough to easily swallow Katarina whole.

The crocodile's sharp teeth stopped less than a foot away from Katarina, its howling, foul wind whipping her red hair. She narrowed her eyes, unmoved. Thick golden chains bound the crocodile's limbs and neck, preventing it from advancing an inch, leaving it only able to unleash its powerless rage against Katarina.