Chapter 32: End of 1 story about revenge

Light!
　　 Gorgeous light!
　　 piercing light!
　　 The light that kills the eyeballs!
　　 The light that tears metal and cuts the earth!
　　 The green leaves of plants shattered in the light, turned into powder, and engraved on the gorgeous reliefs, like the murals of branches and leaves.
　　 The water travels in the sky, and when it falls to the ground it becomes rain, in the light like a colorful fog.
　　 Lu Zhengkang Bone Nail pointed obliquely to the ground, panting slightly, and the light on the body surface was dim.
　　 The traitor lord’s body had a huge incision cut diagonally, and orange blood sprayed like a spring.
　　 But he is still standing.
　　 seems to have some kind of stubbornness acting as his backbone.
　　 The blood keeps pouring out.
　　 As death drew closer, the hatred in the eyes of the traitor lord continued to diminish. He shook and fell to the ground.
　　 Lu Zhengkang walked heavily towards the lord who was constantly twisting and struggling, and the bone nails slashed across the ground, like a wooden branch scoring a line on the sand, spreading out a layer of powder, which is the stone powder stripped by the scattered sword.
　　 He lifted the bone nail and pierced the traitor lord's back little by little, piercing his hardly beating but powerless heart.
　　 A large pool of blood overflowed from the lord's body. He stopped struggling, but his body was still trembling slightly.
　　 There was no madness in the traitor’s eyes, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and said softly, "Good job, soldier."
　　 Lu Zhengkang asked him, "Do you have any wishes?" This is the winner's right.
　　 "No, no...I just missed the past, when I was a young man... Flying and hunting in the wasteland, so happy... I'm sorry..."
　　 "You don't have to apologize, you don't have to apologize." Seeing the lord's eyes gradually dimmed, Lu Zhengkang gently comforted him.
　　 "...Tell them for me that there is nothing wrong with strength..." He whispered, suddenly twisted violently, and threw Lu Zhengkang away. He stood up again, the wound no longer bleeds, because the blood was empty.
　　 "Light! Radiant light! Guardian! Attack!" He let out a desperate and stern roar like a beast, and then fell completely, this time without getting up.
　　 Lu Zhengkang was thrown into the air, feeling trance in midair.
　　 The energy of the soul was drawn away in a large amount, and he felt that his thinking was as dry as never before, like a machine running out of fuel.
He was in the air, looking through the roof torn by sword light, looking at the green sky, where there are pure white roots all over, so beautiful, so gentle, a few dragonfly-like slender creatures leisurely in the corner of the field of vision To fly.
　　 The world is far away, and the body falls.
　　 Lu Zhengkang fell heavily on the ground and bounced and rolled for several weeks. He heard the dying roar of the traitor lord, but he didn't pay much attention. He just lay on his back, panting, and looked at the pure sky.
　　 For a long time, he sat up, stood up swayingly, walked to the traitor, wanted to pull out his bone nails, but looked at his dead body, long nails like a sinful tombstone, thought for a while, and withdrew his hand.
　　 Now there are two bone nails left on his back, the sharpest and the shortest.
　　 The gate of the mechanism fence had been twisted and broken, and Lu Zhengkang left the building smoothly.
　　In front is the seat of Mrs. White. A small passage is full of corpses, and white glowing roots spread out from the wall.
　　 went to the end and came to a bright and vast cavity.
　　 The empty ground is covered with the bones of the traitor mantis. There is a huge black sphere like a heart in the center, and countless white roots extend from it.
　　 There is a circular entrance on its surface, and a knight who is pure white as an elf lies beside the entrance.
　　Lu Zhengkang has never seen such a beautiful and quiet insect. This is Delya, one of the five knights of the kingdom. The queen waited close to him and died of exhaustion.
　　 Bowed his head in silence, Lu Zhengkang felt sad for the death of a noble knight.
　　 The body of the knight may be rotten, but the spirit will always guard the territory.
　　 Without disturbing Delaya's body, Lu Zhengkang gently entered the heart-like sphere.
　　 Pass through the narrow and dark corridor and step into a strange space where light and dark are intertwined and black and white are integrated.
　　 The stalwart body of the white lady is wrapped tightly under the scales, like a mermaid's body, sitting on a plain rock in a demure posture. Her magnificent root system diverged from her head, spreading light.
　　 If Lu Zhengkang had seen those impressive bugs before as lone stars in the clear night sky, this one is the sun that illuminates the deep ocean.
　　 Perceiving the visitor, Mrs. White opened her eyes, but her jewel-like eyes were godless and hollow.
　　 Gentle words flowed slowly from her husband's population, and the pheromone she released made people feel very comfortable.
　　 "An unexpected guest came, who are you?"
　　 Lu Zhengkang replied respectfully: "I am a holy nest bug who seeks the power of a container. I beg you to grant three rhizomes. I need three masks!"
"It turns out to be a warrior. I can feel your courage. It is so pure and powerful. If the king is there, it will definitely make you a knight. There is a problem with the seal, and the insects who seek a solution are full of wisdom As a queen, it is necessary for me to satisfy the prayers of the people, and you will get what you want, if you can do all this."
　　 Lu Zhengkang puts forward his own ideas together, UU reading www. uukanshu.com includes making masks to protect Nati and Paya, including challenging the power of nothingness, including ultimate radiation.
　　 His wild and bold ideals made Mrs. White amazed.
"You are not a real knight, but you are more noble than a knight. This is a great path. The winners build great deeds, and the losers disappear. Not everyone can muster the courage to fight back against a god, but you are so confident. , So noble."
　　 Mrs. White gently shook the hairy root system, shedding three segments of pure white rhizomes, suspended in front of Lu Zhengkang.
　　 "You will be nourished by your roots, warrior, before you embark on the journey, I need to remind you that this is not your destiny!"
　　 Lu Zhengkang put away the rhizomes and smiled freely, "Fate is often not given, but actively pursued."
　　 Madame White closed her eyes and exhaled gently, "What a strong man!"
　　 Lu Zhengyao bowed back and left the sphere.
　　……
　　According to the experience in the game, the Queen’s Garden has a secret path leading directly to the deep nest, and it is very close to the mask weaver. Lu Zhengkang’s next goal is to find the secret path. After all, the garden is much safer than the deep nest.
After the defeat of the Traitor Lord, a small number of traitor mantises hiding in the dark still stayed in the corners of the garden. Most of them left the Queen’s Garden one after another. No one knew where they would go. When the mission of revenge failed, those who were disappointed would not. Don't face the end of turmoil.
　　 As for the praying mantis Petra, they lack the mind, can't understand what failure is, and perhaps they have never thought of revenge. They will thrive here, and will always throw the wind sickle to outsiders.
　　 is the end of another story. Lu Zhengkang intends to convey the news of the traitor's leadership to the Mantis Tribe before making other plans.