Void Beetle Evolution Guide

The warm breath sprayed on each other's upper lips, and they hugged each other and carried out silent communication both physically and spiritually.

They still have a long time to stay at sea, and there are many ways to express their love waiting for them to explore.

Chapter 93: Peeping First, Peeping Again

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In the next two weeks, Kai'Sa, who had tasted the sweetness, became addicted and would pester the Wild Hunt to explore more postures whenever she had free time.

As expected, the noise they made reached Iris's ears. This lady had placed many hidden spies on the ship, and the entire ship was under the surveillance of this spider like a spider web.

"You're doing this on my ship?!" Iris felt unbelievable when she heard the panting coming from the room.

Kasha's investigation a few days ago gave her a trembling sense of crisis. She thought a lot, thinking that Kasha might be an investigator sent by the Pale Lady to supervise her work, or an executive officer carrying a confidential mission. In short, she was someone who needed to be treated with caution.

But what she didn't expect was that after creating a dangerous image, Kassa suddenly let down her guard and unscrupulously exposed her most vulnerable posture.

If it was just one person taking care of the need, it would be fine, Iris could just pretend she didn't hear it. But the panting sound couldn't be stilled or stopped, it couldn't be made by one person.

This strange discovery made Iris curious. Why could one person on the boat make the same noise as more than two people?

The spy she had placed earlier was discovered by Kassa, and Iris was afraid to do anything to Kassa. But as time went by, Kassa's behavior did not slow down, and Iris's damned curiosity began to take over, and she wanted to find out more about the situation in the room.

So she once again sent the spider through the crack in the door to get into Kasa's room. She told herself that this was to prevent her ship from being mixed with unknown things and to be responsible for herself.

Then Iris saw an absurd scene - a beautiful girl who was no less beautiful than her was being wantonly violated by a dark purple human figure. Her hips were grabbed and moved up and down like a prop for venting, and the rough combination squeezed out the air and made a seductive sound of water.

Iris frowned deeply, she couldn't understand the expression on the girl's face.

Despite being treated so roughly, the girl's expression with her eyes closed showed only ecstasy and intoxication, as if she was in a hallucination and enjoying the pleasure of the moment, unaware that the person in front of her was abnormal.

Could it be that this purple figure was a magical identity summoned by the girl? Why did she make him appear in such a strange form? Did she like this kind of thing, or was she under an illusion and mistook him for a normal person?

She couldn't guess the girl's intention, but as a woman, she could see that the girl was indeed enjoying it.

Elise finally ordered the spider to leave the room without leaving any trace. She thought she had discovered Kassadin's secret and everything was under her surveillance.

However, what she didn't know was that when she sent her spy into the room, she had already fallen into a larger spider web.

In the next few days, because ambiguous ensemble sounds continued to be heard in the room almost every day, Iris, who felt disrespected, was very angry.

Her perception has been highly enhanced. The vibration of the air is like plucking the strings of a quiet place. She can hear any sound clearly.

Although Kasa had the recommendation of the Pale Lady, it was too disrespectful to her as the captain to have such unscrupulous sex on her ship.

"You forced me to do this, you'd better not let me catch you!"

Elise didn't want to tear her face off, so she planned to collect evidence against Kassadin and ask the Pale Lady to deal with it later. So she sent Spider Spies to sneak into the room many times, critically examining the despised things, hoping to find out Kassadin's new secrets.

However, not only did she not notice anything, she was also attracted by the scene of the two people having sex. The pure pursuit of pleasure aroused her long-dormant desire, and her body also felt a little strange.

"I'm crazy to be influenced by them."

With no place to vent her pent-up anger, Iris had no choice but to take off her shiny black leather armor, and thrust her sharp nails through the twisted jungle into the dark spider's nest, feeling the long-lost pleasure.

To this end, she even stretched out her slender limbs hidden in her cloak and captured the silvery scent with the claws on her tarsus.

The fragrance of the young girl, the slightly salty smell of sweat, and the strong scent of male hormones were absorbed into the body with every breath, as if putting oneself in that scene, three people in a row.

Even though she had lived as a monster for hundreds of years, this body still had basic desires, but she had never been interested in any man, not even her husband, whose body had disappeared, had ever touched her.

Iris has always liked only one thing, and that is to admire her own beauty. She is willing to stay in the abandoned old house and no longer participate in the secular power struggle, just to find a secluded place to quietly appreciate her own face.

Therefore, even if there were pilgrims who came aboard to pursue her, she never considered looking for him to meet her needs. In her eyes, he was just a sacrifice to the Spider God, a reserve food to be exchanged for beauty.

She did not reject the man's pursuit, but just wanted to please herself and gain recognition by having the pursuer obey her... to ensure that her beauty was still as attractive as before.

Just like that, while enjoying the intimate exchange between the Wild Hunt and Kai'Sa as a side dish, and thinking about the beauty of her own appearance returning to its peak, Elise couldn't help but speed up her movements and let the pleasure invade her whole body.

As she watched more and more times, Elise gradually lost her initial resistance to the Wild Hunt's human form, and even found him much more pleasing to the eye.

After all, not everyone has that kind of endless energy. Even a monster like her feels inferior to her. No wonder the girl would be addicted to it.

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Time passed day by day on the sea voyage. As the pilgrimage ship got closer and closer to its destination, Kasa noticed that something strange was gradually appearing on the sea.

I don't know when it started, but the surface of the sea became as calm and dark as a mirror. The moon used by navigators for positioning hung low at the junction of the sea and the sky, and the moon phase had not changed for a long time.

Even though Kasa didn't have much sailing experience, she knew that such a calm sea would only herald disaster. A dark storm with undercurrents was quietly forming.Mei wants to be with you, I don't have time for Yong, without Lin Youyong...

Kassa stood on the deck and looked quietly at the ocean in the distance. She was not very worried because how to get the sacrifice to the island alive was something Iris had to consider.

Suddenly, she saw a black mist rising from the water. Vague shadows emerged in the mist and a look of hatred flashed across her eyes, which meant that the pilgrim ship was about to sail into the world of the dead.

Not long after she discovered the black fog, she heard Iris give the order to assemble, asking all pilgrims to gather in the cafeteria.

Of course Kasa also went to join in the fun. She stood at the entrance of the cabin and watched the pilgrims take their seats one after another, whispering about the reason for their sudden gathering.

"Everyone."

Iris clapped her hands, and the crisp applause echoed in the cabin, as if giving a hint. Everyone's eyes suddenly became empty, and their dull gazes turned to her.

I saw her walking through the crowd, and the sweet fragrance spread throughout the cafeteria as she walked, soothing the restless heart like essential oil.

Then she returned to her starting point and smiled peacefully at the pilgrims: "No one is talking anymore. That's good. You all know I like silence."

The cabin was silent, for no reason, because Lady Iris said she liked quietness.

"I noticed that the weather at sea is getting a little bit cooler, so I prepared some warm soup for you. After you drink it, go to sleep comfortably. When you wake up, we can go to the island and head to the sanctuary."

Iris scooped out bowls of steaming broth from the iron bucket beside her and then distributed them personally.

The pilgrims present were almost brainwashed by Iris. They did not feel disgusted by her flattering words at all. Instead, they praised her intentions with approval and took the hot soup from Iris with gratitude.

After eating cold food for more than ten days, the hot soup in their hands became particularly delicious. In order not to disappoint Iris, the pilgrims drank up the hot soup without leaving a drop, and then returned to their rooms to rest.

After seeing this strange and lifeless scene, Kassa returned to the room first, and soon there was a knock on the door.

She opened the door as usual to get her meal, but she was surprised to see Mrs. Iris herself standing at the door with a bowl of hot soup.

Chapter 94 Don’t Eat Don’t Eat

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"Is something wrong?"

Through a door, Kasa squinted her eyes and looked straight at the noble lady in front of her who liked to do everything by herself. She was wearing the cloak that she never took off, the silk surface was red inside and black inside, and she looked indescribably mysterious.

"We are about to enter the range of the black fog. I wonder if the guests have any items that can prevent them from being disturbed by the black fog?" Iris's voice flowed like nectar, soothing Kassadin's vigilance.

"No."

Kassadin answered without hesitation. She had never thought about how to deal with the Black Mist, because the Wild Hunt told her not to worry.

Hearing this, the beautiful woman smiled and said, "That's perfect. Here is a bowl of medicinal soup that I prepared myself. After drinking it, you will fall into a state of suspended animation and will not be disturbed by the undead in the black fog. If you need it, you'd better drink a bowl as well."

In stark contrast to her attitude towards the pilgrims, Elise directly explained the role of the hot soup. Because she didn't know how much Kassa knew about the trip, she chose to tell as little as possible without lying.

"Thanks, I'll take care of it myself."

Sincerity is the ultimate skill. Kassa had no reason to refuse and took the bowl of steaming soup from Iris.

Without much communication, Kassa closed the door and placed the bowl of hot soup on the bedside table. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the brown soup and thinking silently.

After a while, she suddenly said, "Wild Hunt, what should I do? I'm a little curious about the taste of this bowl of soup."

"It's normal to feel thirsty after doing that kind of thing too much." The Wild Hunter commented nonsensically.

"Who told you this? I'm really curious about the taste of this soup." Kassadin emphasized very seriously. As the Wild Hunt turned back into skin armor, the water she lacked had already been replenished.Mei wants to be with you and me when I am free, without Lin Youyong...

"She told you she was drugged."

"Yeah, I'm just curious because I was drugged."

"..." The Wild Hunter was defeated by Kaisa's amazing brain circuit and sighed helplessly: "Then you can have a taste."

After getting permission, Kassa immediately picked up the bowl and carefully took a small sip, but as an idiot with a poor sense of taste, she couldn't taste anything special, and in the end it was the Wild Hunt who told her in person.

Kassadin put her hand into the bowl and dipped it. As her skin armor absorbed all the soup on the surface, the Wild Hunter immediately analyzed the ingredients.

"Spider poison," he said. "Spider poison is the culprit for the pseudo-death."

"I thought it was something else." After knowing the truth, Kasa immediately lost interest, put the bowl of soup aside, shook her head, and sat back on the bed.

After sailing for several hours, the pilgrimage ship sailed into the sea filled with black fog. Wisps of black fog took the shape of tentacles and seeped into every room.

Seeing this, Kassa immediately put on her mask. A tangible black mist swirled around her body. She reached out to touch it, but the black mist moved away as if it had consciousness.

They were like spreading ink, gradually dyeing the space black, and then covering the entire room.

"Is this the black fog? It doesn't feel like anything." Looking at the ubiquitous black fog, Kassadin expressed her opinion.

"what about now?"

As soon as the Wild Hunt took off her hand armor, Kassa felt the cold breath of the grave on the back of her hand. The capillaries under the skin began to die, revealing black lines.

With the help of the mask vision, Kassa saw something like steam coming out of her exposed skin. The black mist brought an oppressive chill, constantly draining her vitality from her pores.

"Well, there's still something."

Kassadin stopped being stubborn and said that she didn't feel anything before because the skin armor blocked out the black fog. After putting on the skin armor, she shook her hands and got rid of the bone-chilling coldness.

She remembered what the Wild Hunt had said before, that one day in the black fog would suck away a year's life, and it turned out that it was not an exaggeration.

Iris only said that the poison could prevent people from being harassed by the undead, but she did not say whether it could make them immune to the black fog.

If not, two or three years of life would be lost by sleeping until landing on the island. Even if I managed to survive and return, I would probably be seriously ill.

Just as Kassa was about to say something, she saw a ghost figure slowly passing through the wall and entering the room. Its facial features were so blurred that only empty eye sockets and a mouth were left, floating aimlessly in the room.

"The skin armor isolates your life breath. Now you are a very vague existence to these weak fog spirits, so they will not actively attack you." said the Wild Hunter.

"Those who faked their death also deceived the perception of the undead in this way?"

Kasa just made a little sound, and the ghost immediately stretched its neck to look at her, and from its empty eye sockets, a glance from the other side came.

She had no doubt that if she leaked even a trace of human breath, she would be attacked by the ghost immediately. Kasa did not act rashly, and the ghost just shook, then passed through the wall and entered another room.

After that, Kassa stayed in the room obediently and did nothing.

Because the skin armor did not react to these undead, she did not feel hungry, and had no desire to devour them. She had no reason to attack these undead, and these undead also regarded her as nothing, and they did not interfere with each other.

Apart from not being able to sleep, this is the best outcome.

It would have been nice if the pilgrimage ship could have reached its destination peacefully, but a strange cry suddenly coming from deep within the cabin broke the silence at the moment.

Kassa immediately put on her cloak and rushed to the corridor, then approached the room where the sound came from.

There were screams of pain coming from the room, like some kind of distress signal, but the words were unclear.

Kassa had no obligation to help Iris solve the problem, but it was not a good idea to let this guy continue to scream. It would be bad if it attracted powerful undead. Hearing that the voice was some distance away from the door, Kassa stepped forward and kicked the door open.

Through a door, she saw the pilgrim turn around in the darkness, his eyes wide open with green light, and he staggered towards her with one hand on his neck and the other hand stretched out, still making strange roars from his mouth.

"Don't eat fish..."

"Stop!" Kassa finally heard what the other party said, but didn't understand what it meant.

"Don't eat the fish..." The pilgrim ignored Kasa's warning and continued to approach with a roar.

"If you come any closer I'll attack you!"

Kasha warned him again, but the man had gone completely crazy and could not hear a word. Black, greasy substances flowed from his eyes, nostrils and mouth corners, and a fresh fish crawled out of his mouth and fell to the floor, struggling and making crackling sounds.

Seeing this, Kassa immediately kicked him in the stomach. The contaminated pilgrim was like being hit by a battering ram. His abdomen bent and flew out, and he fell backwards on the bed. His open mouth spurted out black oil and live fish like a fountain, far beyond the human body's tolerance, staining the ground with a filthy color.

A strong stench of decay filled the air, and Kasa saw that all the strange fish jumping around on the ground had grown oily black tentacles, and even a few of them came out of the man's mouth. His stomach, which had just been kicked, swelled and split, and out of it came a huge fish head covered with fangs and several dark green spirit tentacles.

"Don't eat the fish! Don't eat the fish!" The huge fish head let out a furious roar.

Under its control, the pilgrim's limb joints reversed with the sound of bones cracking, and he lifted his body from the bed in a posture with his head hanging down and his front facing upward. His limbs with reversed joints climbed to the ceiling synchronously and quickly, and the huge fish head spat out a heavy anchor, which was swung over by the tentacles with an iron chain wrapped around it.

The heavy anchor came like a death pendulum, making a sound of breaking through the air. Kasa dodged and the anchor tore a huge hole in the wall above the door frame, then swung back.

Kassa, who had retreated to the side of the corridor, could not see what was happening in the room, but the sudden sting of her skin armor made her roll on the ground instinctively. The next moment, there was a sound of wood breaking where she was standing, and a heavy anchor with an iron chain covered with black oil broke through the wall.

The anchor smashed through two walls before being retracted. Kasa looked through the hole in the wall behind her and saw another pilgrim who had drunk medicine and died in sleep. His skin was cut by the flying wood chips but he was unaware of it.

The smell of blood immediately attracted a ghostly figure that exuded a chill, hovering in the air above him to extract his leaking vitality. His body was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eye sockets and cheeks were gradually sunken.

"Don't eat the fish! Don't eat the fish!"

Amid the roar of the fish head, Kassa once again dodged the anchor that was smashing at her. As the tentacles continued to swing, the power and range of the anchor continued to increase. She realized that if she continued to let the other party attack like this, the entire ship would be destroyed from the inside out by the anchor.