Night falls.

The entire branch base was gradually immersed in quiet sleepiness. Yaerlin stood by the window, staring at the dark night through the thin sand-covered window, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Alabasta is not so much a desert. The country is rather a prison in the desert."

The entire branch base covers a very large area. It is visually twice the size of the 153 branch. The distance between the buildings is very wide. The residence of Kelum is an independent three-story tower-shaped villa. Naturally, it belongs to Arlin.

There is a vacant basement at the bottom of the tower, and everything inside has been cleaned up. Yaerlin pushed open the door of the basement, and the door was covered with rust marks, rubbing against the ground and making a sound of "Zira", obviously Krumm Hardly come here.

Yaerlin stood in the middle of the basement, and the black lines all over his body seemed to be merging with strange burning and darkness. He turned down his palm, and the palm of his hand cracked silently, with dense black lines and skeletal muscles inside. Intertwined together, he is now a human except for the outer skin, and the inner structure has completely detached from the category of human beings.

"The number of seeds currently bred to split the brood 2"

What was spit out from the palm of the hand was a seed entwined with black silk. Like a living creature, a mysterious dim light appeared all over the body. Yaerlin slowly covered the ground with his palm, and saw the concrete floor cracked into terrifying openings as if corroded, and countless black threads penetrated into the desert ground through those cracks.

Then the gap was filled with black blocks, like creeping twigs drilling out of the gap and spreading to the ground and walls, while the position at the foot of Yaerlin began to collapse inch by inch, and the rock and sand below began to melt to form a The triangular inverted cone, the dark and deep entrance is a bottomless corridor.

Yaerlin held the black cocoon in his hand, and the living person inside the black cocoon seemed to feel the danger and was struggling weakly. Yaerlin stepped in, and under his feet was the flowing sand layer that spread over the instep. For the mother's nest, camouflage and Adaptation is his instinct, and in a desert environment, he naturally won't weave weird mushroom creeps, but will directly stick the roots into the gravel, like the old tree vines that are twisted and corrected. Live the flow and form of the sand.

Along the sand corridor all the way down, after a long time, the underground space under the sand layer suddenly opened into view, an inverted pyramid-shaped mother nest condensed and formed, and half of the outline was hidden in the falling gravel. If there are visitors who break in by mistake, it may be difficult not to think that this is a building of a certain ruin, but not to think that it is actually a terrifying living creature, the prototype of the mother hive fortress.

Entering the nest, as usual, it is a huge labyrinth with flowing sand walls everywhere. It seems that if one is not careful, the sand walls will collapse and devour those who walk through. Yaerlin knows which sand walls are in. Full of black tentacles.

All the way into the deepest part of the mother's nest, what catches your eye is the biochemical pool with unique desert characteristics slowly emerging from the sand layer, the transformation warehouse, the branches and seedlings of the devil fruit tree, and a mass of yellow sand that seems to be repeatedly condensed in the air. And dissipated, as if there was still a core missing, something that was not thoroughly shaped.

"Hive Guard!"

Yaerlin licked his lips. Every mother nest will be accompanied by a guard. It needs a core. The first mother nest guard of 153 branches. The treebeard guards of , and the core of this second hive he intends to use...

Yaerlin glanced at the black cocoon coldly, and then he stood up alone and threw it into the center of the blurred sand. Suddenly, countless fog-like black gas appeared in the scattered sand, as if he had finally found it. The thirsty honey rushed towards the black cocoon frantically, and the entangled black silk took advantage of the situation to escape, revealing a stunned and terrified face inside, the mouth opened wide, and before it was too late to scream, countless black mist poured in.

A demon fruit capable of being planted with the mark of the shadow!

The mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and even every pore of the skin of the whole body were polluted into black, and the snake-nose black spot on the neck revealed a cold force to participate in the black mist.

"It will take a while!"

Yaerlin retracted his gaze and continued to look elsewhere. In addition to the things that already existed, there was an additional console similar to a projection screen next to the transformation warehouse. He walked over, and the entire pyramid was revealed on the console. The internal structure of the maze is a huge maze. Yaerlin squinted his eyes and moved on it. The sand wall that he moved suddenly collapsed, and the forks at the side changed its shape quietly. The trend of the entire maze is changed like dominoes.

"Control console!"

Yaerlin fiddled around for a while to roughly understand the purpose of this console, and then as his mind changed the scene on the ground, the outline of the entire branch base was also reflected on the console's projection screen.

It's like a function like a kind of radar, or it can be understood as the mother nest's domineering division of the buildings above the head into a part of the mother nest extension~lightnovelpub.net~ Of course, the only regret is that it just happened to be included. The edge of the entire branch base, and the desert beyond is not within the range of the projection screen.

Yaerlin tentatively rubbed the outer wall of the main administrative building. In the picture, in the dark night, a crack was quietly rolling on the ground, and countless tentacles stretched out and attached to the side wall, and then A layer of sand was attached to it, and from a distance it looked like the wall was dry and cracked and some folds were exposed, and it looked like some kind of climbing vine-like plant grew on the wall and then withered and died.

"Disguise, transformation??" Yaerlin's pupils shrank slightly, and he recalled a message in his mind: "Countless black touches transform reality into its lair, and in the process of growth, the lair gradually evolves into a terrifying base and fortress. ."

Yaerlin showed a thoughtful expression, and the surging black mist on the other side gradually came to an end, and the outline of a solid hero was revealed from it.

Nearly 3 meters tall, he has a head of thick black long hair that extends to the heels, his pupils are dyed jet black, there is no white eye at all, and there is a dark birthmark on the skin exposed on his neck, which is visible all over his body. There was an inexplicable breath, as if the air flow around him was faster than other places, and the black hair at the heel was shaken by the air.