In the dark cave, with the sound of clicking, a crack opened in the carapace on Qin Yuan's back, and it became bigger and bigger.

Different from the previous breakthroughs, this time he started to shed his shell first, because the old body was no longer enough to carry the power after his extraordinary awakening. He was already satisfied with the potential he had accumulated to this point, and there was no need to eat it into a human body.

Fat man.

The process of shedding one's shell comes naturally and there is nothing to say.

The new body was bathed in the endless river of elements, which made Qin Yuan's head feel dizzy, and a voice kept saying to him in his heart: sleep, sleep, sleep...

This caused Qin Yuan to fall into a deep sleep without even taking a few bites of his peeled carapace.

And his deep sleep seemed to send some kind of signal to his body. All the cells in his body began to operate at full capacity according to their functions, and his body began a new round of expansion.

This was a complete transformation, and he once again broke the upper limit of the race of crypt spiders.

If it were seen by some scholars who study racial ecology, they would be extremely surprised, observing and recording every moment like crazy.

But unfortunately, there is only one red-skinned toad here.

The fat head drooped his eyelids, not caring at all about the changes in his boss. He only occasionally opened his mouth and rolled up the beetles in an attempt to get closer to his boss with his red tongue.

In this way, a month goes by in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Fat Tou came back from fighting outside and rested next to his boss as usual.

It's not that it's lazy, but that the boss's body began to release a heavy pressure a few days ago, and no insects dare to approach it anymore.

On the contrary, as time passed, the crypt outside began to show signs of biological activity, and from time to time it would emit disturbing hissing noises.

It simply went to deal with them, and strengthened itself at the same time, so as not to hinder the boss too much.

But just when Fat Tou closed his eyes and rested, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and a feeling of being watched came to his mind.

It hurriedly opened its eyes and looked around, but there was no place to hide in the small cave, and the induction between it and the boss told it that the boss was not awake yet.

Who is that?

Gua——

The poison glands on the back of the fat head swelled slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a slight toad cry.

above!

Suddenly, it suddenly raised its head and met a strange scarlet eye.

It suddenly discovered that there was an extra eye next to the boss's closed eyes!

Fatty could swear that these were definitely not the boss's eyes. His eyes could not be so cold and devoid of any warmth.

And the most important thing is that according to its perception, the boss is still sleeping at this time, but the eye on the boss's head is moving around, and it looks at it from time to time.

It's as if this eye has its own independent consciousness.

What is going on?

However, before it could figure out whether to try to wake up the boss, it discovered that a crack slowly opened next to the eye, and then slowly opened under its gaze, revealing a similar eye.

Scarlet eyes.

Two scarlet eyes stared at it together, and then looked away on their own. Fat Tou felt that this eye seemed to have its own consciousness.

However, by this time, the fat head had recovered from the initial stress reaction. In its perception, there was no danger at all here, so it gave up trying to call the boss.

It became lazy again and didn't care about the changes in the boss.

Sometimes when those two eyes look at it, it will look back and stare at them until they look away in embarrassment.

Time passed slowly, and when Fat Tou came back from outside again, he found that there was another crack next to the boss's new eye.

...

Just when Qin Yuan was transforming, Garuze's life was not going well in the kobold tribe deep in the cave.

After returning to the clan two days ago and being summoned by the Black Wolf Shaman, the leader heard about this and gave him a good scolding, and deprived him of his identity as the kobold leader.

Fortunately, the leader, perhaps because of his past friendship and his good skills, did not beat him to the end.

His status as a strongman allowed him to barely maintain his former dignity.

However, Galuze knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and the leader's tolerance was only because the troops sent by the Black Bear Clan had not returned yet.

And when they come back, it would be okay if they had nothing to gain like him, but if Walter and his group of guys wiped out the rat tribe or did better than him...

Galuze couldn't imagine the consequences he would face.

So he has been praying to the souls of his ancestors for the past two days, wishing that Walter's group of guys would be annihilated!

However, things are unpredictable, and it seems that the soul of the ancestors has not abandoned those kobolds who are also his people.

Walt - is back.

"How are they doing?!" Galuze asked urgently the kobold coolies he had arranged to follow.

"It doesn't look like they lost many people."

Galuze's heart suddenly went cold. This was not the answer he wanted, but he still had some hope in his heart. What if Walter and the others didn't fight against the rat men?

"What else?" Galuze asked unwillingly.

"Boss Walter and the others don't look good. Many of them have lost their armor. Oh, and by the way, their weapons also seem to have been lost."

Galuze's heart was beating wildly. He was alive, alive. It seemed that Walter and the others were not doing as well as I was.

"But..." At this point, the kobold coolie hesitated.

"But what?" Galuze asked hurriedly, is something wrong?

"But they came back carrying the corpse of a rat-man. A very scary-looking rat-man, taller than me."

Galuze's heart skipped a beat, could he be the leader of the Ratmen?

"But there are only two such corpses, and they don't seem to be injured."

"What else?" Galuze's eyes changed when he looked at the coolie.

"However, their faces were full of joy, as if they had won a great victory, and they were saying things like they were all wiped out."

"What else?"

"but......"

"I'll fuck you, but you're ****." Galuze couldn't bear it any longer and kicked the coolie down, then kicked him twice more on the head out of anger.

After that, he hurried out and prepared to find out.

But unfortunately, he was stopped halfway.

"Lord Garuze, Lord Shaman invites you."

Garuze met the Black Wolf Shaman with trepidation.

"You must also know the result, let's go, the big shaman wants to see us."

The Black Wolf Shaman's tone was calm. After speaking, he didn't even look at Garuze and walked straight out.

What does it mean, what do I know, what happened?

The great shaman wants to see me?

The Black Rock Tribe has no chief. The Great Shaman is the actual leader of the Black Rock Tribe. He is also the most knowledgeable and powerful kobold in the Black Rock Tribe. No kobold does not respect him.

It's just that the great shaman usually doesn't show up much, but concentrates on studying the mysteries of shamanism. However, once he shows up, it will definitely be the moment when the Black Rock Tribe has a major impact.

Could it be...ranking?
Chapter completed!