The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen Chapter 689: 288: The Demon's Gene (6k)4

Chapter 689: Chapter 288: The Demon’s Gene (6k)_4

“What exactly happened there just now? What was that light beam? And what was that strange thing that emitted the light…”

The Captain was flooded with countless doubts, but with only 4th Rank strength, he couldn’t begin to explain it, nor dared to approach and check, fearing that he’d be taken out by an unknown AOE attack.

This is the center of the ocean!

If their ship got damaged, even if he could swim back with his 4th Rank strength, the rest of the sailors wouldn’t make it.

“C-Captain, should we still move?”

A sailor mustered the courage to approach the door of the captain’s cabin to ask. Under the swaying ship lantern at the top of the cabin, his legs were still trembling slightly, the recent commotion clearly leaving a deep impression on him.

“Move! Get away from here imdiately!”

The Captain was still in a state of surprise and uncertainty, and just as the sailor turned to leave, he hastily called him back.

“Wait, co back!

Have soone use lamp signals to tell all the ships to extinguish their lights, no lights tonight!

We’ll proceed in the dark tonight!”

With that, the Captain took down his own lantern and put it out.

“But if all the lights are out, the fleet might…”

“I understand.”

The sailor understood the reason, but considering the fleet’s safety, as the first mate he instinctively argued, yet quickly realized the situation and broke out in a cold sweat before agreeing to make the arrangents.

The sea is already pitch black, any light is like the most obvious beacon.

If one of the battling parties noticed them and casually took them out, they wouldn’t stand a chance!

Turning off the lights might cause collisions and so loss, but with the sailors’ skilled maneuvers, it could even be avoided.

But if they were spotted by turning on the lights…

This is a risk he dared not take.

Soon, with the sailors on the masts waving the ship lanterns, the originally bright lights of the fleet were extinguished one by one, leaving the rchant ships in silence, groping forward in the dark sea.

……

The next day, Elf Forest

After a night of assimilation, the demons captured last night had successfully contributed their mories, and a lot of information, after filtering, was now stored in the network.

“As expected, they ca to launch a sneak attack from behind.

Unfortunately, these demons are of too low a level to gather much information.

But the hierarchy among these demons is so strict, being tightly restricted if they’re not strong enough, and they follow their superiors’ orders without question…”

Despite these mories, Bai Yi was still unable to obtain the most desired intelligence.

Due to their low rank, these demons couldn’t even make contact with other demon races, let alone witness a Greater Demon’s actions.

However, these mories did inform her quite a bit about the conditions on the Demon Planet.

“Demons don’t have it easy either, with such living conditions, no wonder they invade here.

And those Greater Demons indeed gain their power through Abnormal Objects, forcibly adapting their bodies to house the objects, creating powerhouses through sacrifices, tsk tsk…

But at least for , this is good news.

It’s surprising that after millennia of battling Abnormal Objects, demons have managed to get such a gene…”

Bai Yi’s expression was peculiar, feeling the gene entry extracted from the demon’s body just now.

The abilities on the Transcendent side need no further ntion; both body enhancent and magic power aptitude enhancent each have their genes. The key lies in one of the Demon Clan’s racial talents –

[Abnormal Object Adaptation (Red): Having coexisted with Abnormal Objects for years, under the genes left by generations of Abnormal Object controllers, you possess exceptional adaptability to Abnormal Objects, with Fusion probability 0.1%*current level, and ability power 20%]

……

Great Demon Selection: The most important inheritance ceremony of the Demon Clan, where nurous warriors and their families bid farewell and step into the Inheritance Land to face the trial of inheritance objects, always resulting in one of two outcos: complete death or the birth of a Great Demon…

[Note: I’m leaving now, don’t be so sad, it’s not like it ans certain death, maybe I’ll survive? Rather than crying, why not keep training and prepare for your selection next year…]

[Note to the note: Fool… actually, I lied to you. I’ve also applied for this year’s selection, let’s face our destiny together…]