Void Beetle Evolution Guide

"Most of the items stored in the basement are magical relics. Some of them are very strange and require special rooms to contain and control them, and special personnel to supervise them."

When Iris beside her heard that she had entered a treasury dedicated to storing magical relics, her breathing became rapid.

In order to continue working undercover in the Black Rose, she still had to bring a magical item back to report.

But since she was here, there was no point in taking just one. She could take more at once and store them in the lair of the Vile Maw.

In this way, every trip to the Shadow Isles can be treated as a vacation, without any mission pressure. Isn't that wonderful?

Elise's little tricks could not be hidden from the Wild Hunt. He and Kassadin had no interest in these external things, but they did not intend to stop Elise from trying. Before coming to the Shadow Isles, he also promised Cassiopeia that he would give her a "specialty".

“The most urgent task is to find Thresh’s prison. Before the Great Sundering, he was promoted to the position of Warden, and there is an area in this vault that belongs to him.”

"By the way, why is Thresh called Thresh? Doesn't he have a name? I think it's Erlok Greyrel?" Kai'Sa suddenly asked.

"Because the area he oversees is called Thresh Prison, located at the bottom of the basement. The magic items stored there are the most evil, and few people go there. One day, someone dies there due to a containment failure, and no one may find out for several years. People who are banished to Thresh Prison are also nicknamed 'Dead Corpses'. Thresh uses this to spur himself on, so that even if he dies, he will not forget the humiliation brought to him by others."

"Tsk, they won't stop even after death. The bottom level? How troublesome." Kassa smacked her lips, found a random way downward and walked forward.

The two saw many warehouses along the way, with heavy wooden doors tightly locked and sealed on the outside. Kasha peeked in through the iron window on the door and saw a locked iron box in the middle of the warehouse floor, nothing else.

There was only a containment number written on the wooden door, with no other instructions.

Because she was not sure what was in the iron box, Kassadin didn't want to take the risk of trying to unlock it even with the key stone. Who knew what terrible thing would pop out of it after she unlocked it.

There are many mysterious warehouses like this. If they try to go through them one by one, they may not be able to get out of this huge basement for months.

"It would be great if I could know what's inside." Iris bit her red lips, her eyes lingering unwillingly in front of the warehouse doors.

"If you want the things in the warehouse so much, I'll give you the keystone and you can open it yourself." Kassa said, turning back.

"No... no need."

Iris smiled awkwardly. She couldn't guess what Kassa was thinking, was she just giving her a hand or was she deliberately mocking her?

Although she was very eager for the treasure, nothing was more important than her own life, so even if the key stone came into her hands, she would not want to take the risk of unlocking it.

"The items that can be displayed in such a conspicuous place are all inferior sundries, similar to the garbage you used to fool Leblanc before. Don't think too much, just concentrate on your work, and you will definitely get your share of the reward after it is done." The Wild Hunter taught.

"Yes~" Iris's voice ended with a hint of panting. In order to stop her from thinking too much, the Wild Hunter was using skin armor to help her concentrate.

The hard and hot tentacles quietly squeezed into the warm and dark cave, expanding and contracting as her legs swung, stimulating the sensitive points hidden in the folds with the granular protrusions. The buds on her chest also felt sucking, as if trying to squeeze out the sweet nectar from the delicate buds that had not yet bloomed.

The numbing feeling that made her legs weak forced her to reach out and hold onto the cold wall. She tried her best to suppress the urge to scream as her hips twitched, and her charming breath turned into nectar-like fluid that lingered inside her skin armor.

Kassadin, who was in front of her, suddenly turned around and looked at her. Iris, who thought she was discovered for a moment, clamped her thighs tightly together under the strong stimulation, tensing her muscles all over her body to resist the instinctive convulsion.

Fortunately, Kassa just signaled her to hurry up and stop lingering on the locked items in the warehouse. Having escaped the disaster, Iris also welcomed an unprecedented relaxation, and then followed with a frivolous step, letting the arousing love juice flow between her buttocks.Mei misses me, I miss Lin, I am empty, I don't have Lin, I have Yong...

Chapter 116: Imprisoned Vastaya

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The tunnels twisted and turned beneath the surface, endless and intricate. Kassa and Iris walked silently through a series of spiral staircases, warehouses and corridors.

Deep underground, the passage of time cannot be measured, and it is even difficult to distinguish between day and night. Only the faint light of the pod in the darkness keeps you company all the way.

Kai'Sa was already used to this feeling. The years she spent underground in Shurima seemed so long, but now when she thought about it, it seemed so fleeting, and she even missed that time. Elise also did not show any discomfort with the dark environment because she had stayed in the dilapidated house for a long time.

In fact, if ordinary people stay in the dark for too long, their brains will find it difficult to be at peace. Due to the lack of visual stimulation, the brain will draw nutrients from the depths of memory and the corners of the soul, creating a terrible illusion and thus becoming crazy.

In the quiet corridor, I suddenly heard a little movement in the distance, an echo, like wood knocking on stone, over and over again. The sound continued and became clearer. Soon, another sound with the same rhythm joined in, the sound of footsteps.

The sudden voice made the two of them stop and prepare for battle. They were not thieves who stole the holy relics, but came here specifically to find Thresh, so there was no need to hide.

The knocking sounds and footsteps came closer and closer, and the Wild Hunt discovered that it was the ghost of a warehouse keeper.

Its body, which only had a little rotting flesh, was covered in a tattered robe, and it walked slowly in the endless tunnel. The knocking sound came from a tall wooden staff with a lantern on top, emitting a dark green light. The man was leaning on it like a cane.

The guard did not show any hostility. Even though he was aimed at by Kassadin's palm cannon, he still calmly reached out and gently knocked on the door next to him to confirm whether the lock and seal were damaged.

It seemed that in the hundreds of years since he became undead, he had been repeating what he had done in life, patrolling the dark halls and corridors under Helia, making sure that no one would discover the magical artifacts hidden in the warehouse. Time was forever imprisoned on this day by the Curse of Ruin.

Kai'Sa lowered her arm and waited until the guard's ghost passed between them. Then she suddenly asked, "Hey, do you know Thresh? The guy named Erok Greyr."

In the pitch-black darkness underground, it was often impossible to see a single living person for ten days or half a month. The guards of each warehouse took turns patrolling in their designated areas. The tunnels were hundreds of miles long and densely packed, so it was extremely difficult to meet a guard.

Kassa didn't want to miss this opportunity, so she tried to ask this undead who didn't seem to have much intelligence.

The guard reacted to the name. He interrupted his actions and turned his head slightly, revealing half of his skull hidden under his hood.

“Thrash… He took a lot from me. He took advantage of my anger…” The man tried hard to recall, squeezing out a few hoarse sounds from between his leaking ribs.

"So what was taken from you?"

The undead fell into deep thought again, but the final result was just "I don't remember", then turned around and continued moving forward.Mei thinks I think Lin has no time to Yong and Lin has no time to Yong...

Witnessing this, Kasa couldn't help but sigh, "We won't get lost in this, right?"

"No, because we have a map." Iris showed a folded piece of parchment, which turned out to be a partial map of the basement.

"When?" Kasa asked in surprise.

"When the basement guard passed between us, I just took it."

"Ok."

Looking at the sly smile on Iris's lips, Kassadin couldn't help but admire her flexibility.

It seemed like she had no intention of doing such a thing just now, she just asked tentatively.

The moral standard is still too high.

"Let me see, this is where we are currently." Based on the mottled and peeling serial number on the wooden door of a nearby warehouse, Iris confirmed the two's location.

The bad news is that they are still wandering around on the top floor, but the good news is that there is an entrance to the next floor not far away.

"Keep going forward, then turn left and then turn left again and you will reach the next jurisdiction. There is actually a cafeteria in this damn place. I thought the guards could only eat dry food." Iris sneered in a somewhat harsh tone.

"It's really a great help. If it weren't for this map, we might have to wander here for ten days or half a month." After looking at the complexity of the map, Kassa frowned deeply.

"It's a pity that the map doesn't indicate what's stored in the warehouse." Iris said with regret.

"What's the pity? Once we get the rune, this keystone will be given to you. Then you can take whatever you want. No one will compete with you for it."

"Ahem, sister, don't say that."

Kassadin's generosity made Elise feel a little embarrassed.

If she owned the treasures in the entire basement, then the Black Rose's accumulation over the past thousand years would not be comparable to it. However, one should not be too greedy. She would be satisfied as long as she could get one percent of it.

With the map, the two acted much more decisively. When they arrived at the entrance to the next floor, they looked at the chalk marks on the wall next to the stairs that were almost blurred and disappeared, and then they entered decisively.

They continued down, down, and down, step by step into the depths of darkness.

The endless tunnels were like an intricate maze. Except for a few walkways where one could glimpse the sea outside through narrow windows, the rest were dark and dreary tunnels.

When passing by a warehouse, the Wild Hunt suddenly sensed a breath of fear from afar.

"Someone."

A few strands of magic spread into the air along with the panic breath and tears of fear. Although they were very weak, they still aroused the urge of Skin Armor to share them.

After being reminded, Kassa immediately searched nearby and finally found a shaft somewhere in the tunnel. The shaft exuded a breath of death, and that trace of fear was mixed in it.

The two jumped down the shaft and came to another tunnel. The warehouses here were converted into prisons. The Vastaya imprisoned inside had been dead for a long time, and the corpses exuded a strong stench that could hurt the eyes.

Why were Vastaya found in the basement? Let's not discuss this question for now. However, it is almost certain that these people are the unlucky ones that Thresh captured and tortured for fun.

In one of the cells, Kasa found the only prisoner still alive.

The female prisoner huddled in the corner, wearing a messy white hooded robe. She met Kassa's eyes through the iron window on the door. Her eyes were full of fear, and her amber eyes were particularly clear in the darkness.

"Can living people be taken in?" Kasa couldn't help but ask.

“No... I was captured by Thresh. Who are you? Did he send you to torture us?” The woman’s voice was very weak, but it could not conceal the ethereal tone in it.

"Without you, there's only you left." Kaisa untied her helmet, revealing a delicate face with clear features under the light and shadow. "See? He and I are not in the same group."

"You are human? But didn't he drag all the humans away? I didn't see you on the ship."

Vastaya choked up. She was originally desperately alert, but after discovering that the person outside the door was not the warden, a glimmer of hope ignited in her.

She stood up and approached the iron window. She slowly lifted her hood to reveal a pair of furry ears and facial patterns on her cheeks that looked like animal whiskers.

She has a natural beauty that is no less than the two of them, and she is a perfect combination of purity and charm. Although her face is haggard and her eyes are tearful, her amber eyes are bright and attract Kassadin's attention.

"Can you come closer? Let me get a good look at you."

The woman's breath was as fragrant as orchid. Kassa moved closer to the iron window as she called her softly. Then she opened her mouth and took a slight breath. An imperceptible stream of white smoke came out from Kassa's seven orifices.

Chapter 117: Ali in Search of His Origin

The Vastaya woman and Kassa looked into each other's eyes, their faces only a few inches apart.

Her amber eyes captured Kassadin's soul, making her unable to look away and unable to realize what she had lost.

All the woman wanted was a little life force to give herself a breath as she was about to suffocate. However, the white mist that came out with Kassa's breath made her feel like she was falling into the abyss.

——In the dark cave, countless hungry purple eyes shone. They swarmed in, their sharp claws scraping against the rocks, making rustling sounds, and drowned her like a wave of fear.

——Then a low voice sounded, and Kai'Sa danced among the Zerg, bringing death and destruction to the enemy with scorching missiles. It was either you die or I live.

This terrible memory forcibly drove the woman out of her memories, and she met Kassa's eyes again. The latter's purple eyes had already revealed a clear and cold light.

"Here comes another charmer who likes to snoop into other people's memories."

Kassa snorted coldly, completely ignoring the extremely embarrassed Iris next to her. Until now, she has not dared to look closely into Kassa's eyes.

Vastaya thought something was wrong, and just as she was about to step back, a strong arm came through the iron window at a speed faster than she could blink, grabbed her throat and lifted her off the ground.

"Ugh—" She growled and fought back, revealing her sharp canine teeth. She used her already weak nails to scratch Kassa's wrist, but was easily blocked by the skin armor. During the struggle, her robe slipped off her shoulders, revealing nine fox tails hidden inside.

"Be quiet." Kassa increased the strength of her hands. Under the threat of death, she frantically tried to pick at Kassa's fingers, but she was completely powerless against the latter's strange strength.

"I'm...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...hurt you. Please...please, spare me."

The woman struggled to squeeze out words of begging for mercy from her throat. The already scarce air in her lungs was further consumed, and her pretty face turned red.

The signs of struggle were getting weaker and weaker, and just when the woman's amber eyes couldn't help but roll up, Kassa loosened the fingers that were strangling her throat slightly, leaving some breathing space, and put her back to the ground.

She breathed deeply, like a stranded fish, trying to take in life-saving air, her brows furrowed.

Kassa didn't give her a chance to regain her rhythm. She immediately dragged the woman over and pressed her against the door. Her pretty face was deformed by the pressure of the iron bars, revealing a painful expression.

"Why are you doing this?" Kasha was referring to what the woman had just done to her.

"We Vastaya are different from you humans. The spiritual world here suffocates me. I haven't absorbed any spiritual energy for a long time. If I don't borrow some life essence from you as a substitute, I will die here like other Vastaya. I have to seize this only chance." Although she was afraid and her tone was weak, she spoke clearly and looked calm.

"She didn't lie to you," said the Wild Hunt.

Aura, soul magic, and wild magic all refer to the same thing, a force in the spiritual realm, and the "oxygen" that Vastaya need to survive. Without aura, Vastaya can't even reproduce.

"Can't you discuss this matter directly with us?" Kasa asked again.

The woman smiled bitterly. "If I told you that I need you to sacrifice some of your memories to save me, would you agree? No one can accept having their memories snooped into. And telling others will only alert you, and I will never have the chance to get close to you again."

What she said makes sense. If you put yourself in her shoes, Kassadin would also choose to take a gamble like her. After the charm is successful, he would have someone release him, blend in and escape from this hellhole.

Unfortunately, she met Kaisa. The effect of charm on the same sex is weaker. In addition, Kaisa is determined, and she has been charmed by Elise and witnessed Belvis devouring her memories. Even if the toughness is fully stacked, she cannot be controlled.

"Tell me who you are? Why were you locked up here by Thresh?" Kaisa loosened her hand and pulled it back. The woman weakly held the door and rubbed the red fingerprints on her neck.

She swallowed her sweet saliva and said, "My name is Ahri. As you can see, I am a vastaya from Ionia."

“The reason why we are here is because the Haunting Night attacked southern Ionia not long ago, and the black fog took away many souls.

In order to allow the souls to return to the Soul Blossom and see the living one last time and say goodbye, some Ionians organized this operation to try to retrieve the souls that were taken away from the Shadow Isles.

I am different from others. I came to the island to find out my life experience, but I also managed to get on this ride.

As a result, we encountered a shipwreck before we could even reach the shore. Those humans were dragged away one by one by Thresh, but we, the Vastaya, were never touched by him from beginning to end.

In Ionia, the spirit realm felt like clean dirt and fresh rainwater, but here it felt like walking neck-deep in mold, mud, and slime, suffocating.

Humans can survive on the crap he gives them, becoming toys for their abusers, but Vastaya need soul magic as much as air. Perhaps he knows this, and that's why he's left us here to suffocate and die."

When talking about that nightmare experience, Ahri was always frowning. She had already shown symptoms of lack of spiritual energy, her heartbeat slowed down, as if a heavy object was pressing on her chest, and she was gasping for breath after only a few words.

"Is there anything special about your life experience? Why do you come here to look for it? Are you a descendant of Vinix?" Kassa asked again.

In the story of the blessed past that the Wild Hunt told Kassadin, Vinix was the only Vastaya among the few who escaped.