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Chapter 469

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"Poof!"

In the depths of the scorching desert, a sand spring gushed out from the ground.

As the yellow sand fell, a black, loose sorcerer's robe fluttered in the wind. Grimm floated in the air, looking at the boundless desert around him that was distorted by the boiling air.

In the bottles in Grimm's left hand, dozens of freshly collected insect specimens were frozen.

"If this is really a world controlled by parasites, under this kind of rule, the probability of producing intelligent creatures and social groups to rule the whole world is too small. The return journey will be easier."

Judging from the giant beast that swallowed Grimm, there was no doubt about the diversity of creatures in this world.

Therefore, Grimm was sure that this world was not the Desert Melody World, but a strange world with rich and colorful creatures.

Following a direction, Grimm flew over.

At this time, the Gadfly in Grimm's body had gradually recovered from the drunken dizziness.

Although the Gadfly had the incredible ability to affect the life code, in essence, it was just an ordinary low-level insect creature in the Sorcerer World.

It was only because of Grimm's sorcerer wisdom that this small ability was infinitely magnified, that it seemed to have some kind of amazing ability.

In layman's terms, the Gadfly was just a low-level herbivore in the insect world, and its actual position in the insect world's food chain was not worth mentioning.

But even so …

It was really incredible that the low-level insects in this world could affect the Symbiotic Bug in Grimm's body, which he had cultivated with sorcerer wisdom for hundreds of years.

If it was not for Grimm's eagerness to return to the Infernal Spirit World and see if there was a chance to fight for the Infernal Spirit Scripture again, Grimm would have taken a good look at the characteristics of the evolved insects in this world.

The number of world nodes in a world was not fixed, and there were also big and small nodes.

Large-scale world nodes were generally similar to the Heart of the World, the Eye of the World, the Mouth of the World, and the Tail of the World.

These world nodes were either deserted, worthless, or guarded by the World Guardians. They were all very special places in the world.

The remaining small world nodes all had the same characteristics, which were rich in natural resources and gathering of biological races. Intelligent creatures would often choose such places to build cities.

The dimensional boundaries of world nodes were weak, which meant that the world's internal rules would lean towards those places out of self-preservation. Hence, as the rules tilted slightly again and again, it inadvertently resulted in a relative concentration of resources and fewer disasters, which in turn attracted many creatures to gather.

After a long flight, the sky began to darken, and night came to this world.

"Such a brainless search for a world node is really relying too much on luck."

Grimm murmured as he flew above the desert in the icy wind. He breathed out a breath of cold air.

The difference in temperature between day and night in this desert was too great, far exceeding the temperature difference limit of the Sorcerer World. However, for an official Sorcerer, as long as it was not a natural disaster, it would not cause too much of an impact.

Crackle …

The scorching hot sand during the day caused the temperature to plummet at night. The sound of explosions sounded like exploding sparks. The sound of explosions was continuous near and far.

"Hmm?"

Raising his head, Grimm suddenly froze. The Eagle Eye under the Mask of Truth could not help but emit a dazzling light, revealing a look of shock.

"River of insects?"

Buzz buzz buzz buzz …

The sound of the sand and stones exploding in the desert perfectly covered the sound of the vast river of insects flying in the sky, which was as vast as the stars in the sky.

Just like that, Grimm raised his head and discovered the endless river of insects with the sky full of stars in the background.

They seemed to be fighting each other?

It was as if some Magi who relied on symbiotic insects to fight would raise symbiotic insects, allowing the symbiotic insects to continuously multiply and kill each other. Finally, they would grow into a fearsome and vicious swarm of insects.

Grimm's curiosity as a sorcerer kept urging him to fly up and observe the place. However, Grimm's rationality stopped him from doing so.

Perhaps …

If there really was a World Lord in this world, it would be hidden in the vast river of insects that ran through the sky. It would be too dangerous for a strange creature like Grimm to go near it.

Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance that there was no World Lord, the tiny Grimm was just a grain of sand in the desert in this river of insects.

"It's quite appropriate to name this world the Insect River World."

Beneath the Mask of Truth, Grimm's eyes flashed. The number of insects in the river of insects in the sky had probably reached the level of materialization of the world's original will!

The so-called original will of the world referred to the common will of all the creatures in the world. At this moment, this river of insects had undoubtedly completely affected the will of the entire world. It was many times more thorough than the influence of the Snowthreads in the Burrow World.

After a while, Grimm no longer paid attention to the vast river of insects in the sky and continued to fly forward.

The sky gradually brightened, and the desert in Grimm's field of vision gradually turned into a desert with scattered plants.

An oasis appeared in Grimm's field of vision.

This was a semi-arc-shaped mountain range, and the peak of the mountain was covered in pure white snow. Large amounts of water vapor were intercepted by this arc-shaped mountain range all year round, forming this oasis.

The green lake was like a piece of jasper, and the water quietly gathered in the mountain range.

"I found a world node so quickly. My luck is indescribably good."

Grimm flew in the air and excitedly muttered to himself. The Relative Space Boundary could instinctively feel the thinness of this space.

"It's so quiet!"

Grimm discovered something strange.

Logically speaking, this was definitely a place where the creatures in the nearby regions of this world gathered. Even the silence before dawn could not be so strange.

As he continued to observe and search, Grimm discovered many of the native creatures of this world in this oasis. They were diverse and numerous.

However, regardless of whether they were herbivores or carnivores, all of them seemed to be sleeping peacefully, breathing evenly.

Yes, not a single creature was active at night!

Just as Grimm was shocked, a trace of light gradually appeared on the horizon in the distance, and a series of buzzing sounds began to appear sporadically.

Grimm looked up and saw a group of insects flying down from the sky, returning to the oasis from the river of insects.

There were millions and tens of millions of these flying insects, and they were so densely packed that it was hard to count. However, compared to the vast number of insects in the river of insects, these insects were just a drop in the ocean, a grain of sand in the desert.

These insects, or rather, parasites, flew in an orderly manner back to the lifeless bodies of the sleeping creatures, burrowing into their ears, noses, mouths, and even skin.

As there were no longer any traces of insects in the sky, this eerily silent oasis finally began to glow with life. The creatures began to compete and kill each other, passively evolving. It was an extremely ordinary ecological scene.

Grimm floated in the air, taking out a crystal ball to silently record everything here.

There was no longer any meaning in collecting ordinary biological specimens here, because they were nothing more than a shell, a bag of skin. Even though they had flesh and soul, and some even had simple intelligence, the laws of the world had already been completely controlled by the endless insects.

This world belonged to the insects.

And the representative was the parasites. They had successfully evolved into the top predators, standing at the top of this world and ruling the whole world!

In such a world, parasites were no longer parasites.

Those creatures that were attached to the parasites were just a bag of skin and food for the parasites to raise, just like the mechanical heart of the mechanical sorcerers.

"The Endless World is really amazing. Even those Stigmata Sorcerers can only develop and research supreme knowledge in certain fields, and can never reach the profound exploration of all fields. Although the sorcerer civilization is very powerful, compared to the Endless World, it is still just a grain of sand in the evolution of species over the years."

With a sigh, Grimm began to search for local energy ores in this oasis region in a low-key manner.

Three months later.

After collecting a large number of insect biological specimens, Grimm stood in a small magic circle, his breath concealed by the local energy crystal.

After the hexagram magic circle formed a perfect energy cycle in the circle, a dark gray light beam shot into the air and formed a small whirlpool black hole.

A low roar.

Grimm's three-meter body in the second level of wild transformation followed the energy light beam and disappeared into the black hole vortex, disappearing from this world of insects that he had briefly set foot in.

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