Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 406 - 345: Mother, I’m So Hungry

"The hunt has only just begun—"

The beautiful, enormous Colorful Poison Butterfly let out a low, strange laugh.

The chaotic screams and sounds of escape all vanished, and the air fell deathly silent.

At some point, white spiderwebs had emerged from the cracks in the stone, spreading layer by layer to cling to every inch of the rock walls.

The entire underground laboratory was shrouded in white webs, forming a sealed cage. All living creatures within became weak prey, struggling desperately on the strands.

Thick, long strands of silk, like rebar, crisscrossed the air like countless sharp blades, piercing through the chests of their prey. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The flesh and blood of the prey withered in an instant, turning them into empty husks of skin.

The snow-white spider silk was slowly stained crimson. Sated with nourishing fluids, it appeared even more supple and sharp.

A strand of silk shot toward Samuel Taylor.

He drew a long saber from the waist of a nearby guard to meet the attack.

With a wide arc, the sharp blade effortlessly sliced the guard in two at the waist.

The supple silk was as hard as rebar. The instant it connected with the long saber, sparks flew with a metallic CLANG.

Samuel Taylor’s face was filled with horror.

’This new king of Zone 3 isn’t a native of the Star Vortex Insect Nest. No one has figured out his origins or identity, but I never imagined he’d possess the powers of both the Death Nether Butterfly and the Hidden Kill Poison Spider... How is this possible?!’

He forcefully severed the silk strand with his saber, only for countless more to assail him in the next instant.

Scaly powder, both highly toxic and hallucinogenic, drifted through the air. Anyone who inhaled it lost the strength to escape.

Even Samuel Taylor, also a Venerable, found it difficult to resist its effects.

More silk strands wrapped around him layer by layer, binding him in a white cocoon.

’I underestimated my enemy in this battle!’

Samuel Taylor quickly reverted to his original form, spitting a venomous liquid that dissolved the silk. Before the next wave of strands could strike, he broke through the barrier and fled.

The soldiers and attendants who had followed him were not so lucky. Their strength was insufficient to break the barrier Biya had erected, and they all became nourishment for the silk, turning into dust on the ground.

The silent underground base was filled with the thick stench of blood.

Aside from the giant Colorful Poison Butterfly, only one other behemoth remained.

The silk strands rushed toward that massive, indistinct pile of flesh and blood.

Like sharp blades, they slowly sliced into the rotten meat.

The "Baru God’s" enormous body was cut into tens of thousands of pieces. As the fragments of flesh fell to the ground, they vanished...

It gradually shrank until it disappeared completely.

Biya shifted into his human form and walked to the transparent container.

All traces of the Baru God had vanished.

The Central Crystal Core was also gone.

...

「Elsewhere.」

Sang Luo returned to the Royal Palace in Zone 3.

She had stayed in the palace for some time, and given her complicated relationship with the new king, most of the Servants recognized her.

The Servants were extremely surprised to see her return and respectfully came forward to ask if she needed any help.

Sang Luo thought for a moment and asked if there was any fetus-preserving medicine in the palace.

She hadn’t expected to get pregnant this time and hadn’t prepared any fetus-preserving medicine in her storage space.

Hearing this, the Servants’ minds raced. ’Could it be... Is it possible... this female is carrying the king’s child? Is that why the king brought her back?’

They dared not be negligent and brought her the best fetus-preserving medicine available.

Sang Luo sniffed it. She didn’t know what the Insect Clan’s fetus-preserving medicine was made of, but it smelled pleasant, as if made from quality ingredients, so she drank it without much hesitation.

Her stomach finally felt a little better.

She dismissed the Servants from the room, took out a number of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from her storage space, and consumed them. Soon, a wave of drowsiness washed over her, and her consciousness faded into chaos.

A young, tender voice faintly reached her.

’Mother...’

’Mommy...’

It was very, very faint, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Sang Luo’s consciousness had drifted to some unknown place. She tried hard to look toward the source of the voice but saw nothing, only an indistinct cloud of black mist.

When the formless black mist saw her, it happily drifted closer.

Like a pure and innocent little child.

It gently wrapped around her hand.

"Mommy..."

This time, Sang Luo heard it clearly.

The tender, childish voice was coming from the black mist!

"You... you are... my child?"

’The Demon Fetus I’m carrying?!’

’The gestation period is still short. Hasn’t it taken form yet?’

’And there’s no way it would have self-awareness this soon.’

"Mommy... Mommy... I’m so hungry..."

Its voice carried a hint of a pitiful, tearful whine.

Sang Luo quickly asked, "My precious child, what do you want to eat?"

Ever since she found out she was pregnant, she hadn’t dared to neglect the child in her womb. She had been consuming Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures daily—in the same quantity as when she was pregnant with her two Little Angels. How could that still not be enough to feed this child?

’No wonder it was protesting in my belly.’

But the child’s voice did not come again.

Sang Luo opened her eyes. She was still in a side hall of the Insect King Palace, and her surroundings were completely quiet.

She calmed herself, rolled out of bed, and went to find a palace Servant to make some inquiries.

Biya had not yet returned.

She had slept for a full day and night.

A day in the Star Vortex Insect Nest was shorter than in the Beast World—about nineteen hours—so a long time had passed.

Sang Luo glanced at the mark on her left wrist. Years ago, it had been a small, gold-and-black spider; now, it had become a magnificent butterfly of the same colors.

’Strictly speaking, he really isn’t Anubia anymore. He’s a new individual formed from the fusion of Anubia and Di Mishi, merely endowed with Anubia’s memories.’

’It’s understandable that he’d want to erase the memories and love that don’t belong to him.’

’Anyone in his position would probably do the same.’

’He hasn’t done anything wrong by wanting to live for himself.’

’If anything, I’m the one who used him again. It’s only right for him to be angry.’

Sang Luo slowly calmed down. ’They were a bit harsh,’ she thought, recalling the words she had spoken in anger. ’When he gets back, I’ll have a proper talk with him.’

Another day passed.

Biya still hadn’t returned.

Sang Luo grew uneasy. ’The Insect King of Zone One is Biya’s equal in strength, and he even brought people for an ambush... He couldn’t have been captured and imprisoned, could he?’

Sang Luo hesitated for a moment, then decided to go look for him. Only when she arrived did she discover that the base in Zone One had been reduced to ruins.

"..."

’He did this?’

「A Dark Valley.」

Following the sensation from her Soul Mark, Sang Luo found her way here.

Not far away, a silver-haired man leaned against a stone wall. His upper body was bare and stained with blood. A deep wound was faintly visible on his abdomen, the area around it turning black.

Hearing footsteps, Biya turned his head. When he saw it was Sang Luo, the crimson in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by his usual indifferent mockery.

He gave a derisive sneer. "Here to kill me?"

’Is she thinking of taking advantage of my severe injuries and weakness to deal a fatal blow?’

Sang Luo didn’t speak. She knelt in front of him, and a touch of faint green power appeared at her fingertips, healing the wound on his abdomen.

Biya looked stunned.

The severe wound on his waist was from the final, all-out attack of the Zone 3 Insect King as he died, an attack laced with an extreme poison.

He had been unable to heal this latent injury, and it frequently relapsed.

Whenever he used his power forcefully, the pain would only intensify. After the last battle, his entire body was in agony. He couldn’t even move and could only act like a cripple, finding a quiet, deserted place to recover slowly.

The power emanating from the female was gentle and soft, soothing the pain of the wound.