A creature that was the size of Jevre's index finger broke out of its shell and floated in the air.

This is the life form in the egg-shaped treasure? Jevre and the head of the ant beast with longing faces looked at each other carefully.

"My master has finally come out. This broken seal is so difficult to break through! But where is this? My mind is so messy. Why can't I remember many things? Who is it that sealed the wise and martial arts and extraordinary young master? If I fully recover, I must find the guy who sealed the young master. This revenge is irreconcilable!"

This only takes a closer look to see clearly that the creature as big as the index finger is shouting indignantly, and Jevre understood every devilish word he said.

Jevrezai looked carefully and found that this little creature looked quite strange.

It has pink skin that is even more delicate than a baby, and its two large compound eyes are watery and seem to be able to speak. A tall nose, a small cherry mouth is underneath, but two long fangs are stretched out. A bone-like crown on the top of the head seems to be composed of forked deer antlers. A pair of small bat-like wings flapping behind the head. The body under the head has no trace of the neck, and it is actually six octopus-like wrists, but there are many more delicate barbs.

The only thing that resembles this little monster and Jevre is that they have a pair of elf-like pointed ears.

The little monster that broke out from the shell looked around, then looked at the fanatical and weak head of the ant beast with disdain, and stared at the place where Jevre was. The cute compound eyes seemed to be able to see through the walls and see Jevre directly. Then, the little creature was deeply attracted by Jevre.

"Tsk tsk, what a vigorous vitality, it seems to be a descendant of an unusual bloodline. But the breath of bloodline is very weak. It is estimated that it is because of the tribesmen of countless generations ago, mixed with some bloodline of a great existence. However, compared to this low-level ant beast, I don't know how noble it is. I now need to replenish my life potential. This little coward is the best nutritional supplement."

The little monster seemed to have any bad intentions for Jevre. Jevre was so scared that he had been looking at him carefully. He hugged tightly behind the wall, and did not even dare to move, and did not dare to let out a breath, hiding himself like a hibernating creature.

Unfortunately, this little monster who called himself Xiaoma did not intend to let go of Jefrey who pretended to be dead. However, before that, the little monster flew straight towards the weak ant beast leader. Then, a purple light burst out instantly, completely submerging the ant beast leader.

Although the vitality has passed away, the ant beast leader, who still has strong spiritual power, tried to resist, but could not stop the attack of the little monster.

The little monster looked at the struggling ant beast leader, and a smug laughter sounded: "The blood of the lower mixed-blood ant tribe in the middle level of the mortal level is just a little bit of spiritual talent. It is simply unreasonable to try to resist the gift of my noble bloodline. If you want you to contribute to your clan members, you will dedicate yourself. Now you need your remaining strength to slightly restore your little strength and consciously present it. You will find that when the bloodline level is too different, any resistance is futile. If it weren't for your breaking of the seal for me, you would have played a little role. I will definitely draw your soul and use the most vicious sacrificial words to make you sink to eternity!"

The rampant laughter continued, and the head of the ant beast, who was so old that he was about to lose the fire of life, was still waving six weak sword arms. The distorted force field that was so dim that it was invisible appeared quietly, but could not cause any damage to the little monster with ulterior motives.

The little monster seemed to be really immune to this powerful attack in Jevre's eyes.

The head of the ant beast struggled weakly in the purple light, resisting and roaring, as if accusing the little monster of his treason. He did not give his blood gifts after the seal was broken. The sacrifice of tens of thousands of tribe members also severely injured himself, but he waited for it not hope, but unwilling to die.

Jevre watched the sword arm of the ant beast leader hang down weakly, and no longer made a hissing sound in his mouth. As for the blurry twisted force field, it disappeared without a trace. The arrogant ant beast leader who had been commanding the ant beast group and besieging him and the inferior demon captain, died quietly in the hands of a monster the size of an index finger. It was simply unbelievable. Jevre could not believe what he saw and heard. All this was like a false dream.

All the power of the ant beast's head was absorbed by the weird little monster. Even its extreme regret, unwillingness and resentment turned into a faint smoke, which was chewed beautifully by the weird little monster. The wonderful and complex smell made it savor. Even its cute big eyes were almost a slit, and its elastic tongue, like a frog tongue, even licked its cherry mouth with unsatisfactory desire.

"Although this guy is weak and has a low bloodline, as a rare spiritual talent owner among the ant tribe, he tastes a good appetizer. As for the little guy hiding in the wall, it's a big meal, worth savoring slowly." The strange little monster that broke out and talked to himself with a big appetite.

Jevre, who is dedicated to being an ostrich, does not have the consciousness of the owner of the noble bloodline. He just expects that the terrifying and weird little monster will not discover himself. He hopes that his pretty good luck will once again play a crucial role at critical moments.

"I didn't see me, I couldn't see me, I was just a stone, I didn't exist..." Jevre, who was talking to himself, pretending to be dead, while hypnotizing himself in his heart.

Unfortunately, some things often do not change drastically because of some subjective factors of self-comfort.

The wall exploded in a purple light, and Jevre, who was about to shrink into a ball, rolled out. Jevre got up in panic, moved his short legs, and tried to escape in the opposite direction. However, the purple light firmly enveloped Jevre's three-foot-high small body. Jevre was as if he was bound and could not move at all.

Jevre tried to struggle away from this damn shackles, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not move, and he could not even blink. He was like a master-level sculpture, standing vividly on the gravel ground.

"What should I do? Should I fall into the hands of this strange little monster? I was in danger all the way today and fought for my life, but I turned bad luck into good luck. I even thought that I had ushered in a rare opportunity in my life, and could freely pursue strength and truly start to enjoy the life of the lucky coward. I escaped from the palm of the inferior demon, fought against the thousand-legged centipede monster, but I had to usher in my end. Destiny, why did I toss myself so much? I was just an ordinary coward, a little creature who wanted to survive."

Jevre, who was in despair, kept complaining about the injustice of fate. He felt that death was about to come, but he was firmly bound. The powerless loss attacked Jevre's tense nerves and almost defeated him.

The strange little monster suddenly flew to Jevre and looked at his prey carefully.

The broken horn, and the remaining two horns were also potholes on the top of the head, green eyes, pointed ears similar to each other, scaleless skin, and until the slender tail of Jevrene, which was like a macaque, there was no detail left behind.

The weird little monster seemed to want to see through his big meal completely. The tiny wrists and feet gently poked Jevre's head, and a drop of light blue blood instantly oozed out of thin air. This drop of blood, almost the size of half the head of the weird little monster, was actually staying out of thin air.

Several of the strange little monster's wrists were waving intricately, and the cherry mouth was also singing the sacrifices that Jevre couldn't understand. As a strange force spread in the air, a strange pattern was outlined out of thin air, like a hideous head. The head was covered with dense eyeballs, with different shapes, and seemed to be able to see through the past and the future and pursue all the secrets.

One of the gray eyes on the hideous head suddenly flashed, emitting a strong blood light, shot straight into Jevre's blood.

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