Chapter 464: Why Does My Class Panel Have an Anime Art Style?

This was also the reason he hadn't made a move right away.

But Grandfather, my lord.

Seths's gaze flickered slightly; he did not correct the somewhat intimate form of address.

As for Li Ang, recognizing relatives was hardly a first for him.

As the saying goes, strangers the first time, acquaintances the second — he felt no embarrassment about it.

Meanwhile.

Centipede looked at the old and young pair opposite him and couldn't help sighing mournfully.

Just as Yize said, once things involved that bunch of cosmic vagrants from 【AIO Logistics】, they would become extremely troublesome.

As a cosmic giant corporation whose main business was logistics, 【AIO Logistics】 clearly possessed the ability to let its group members reach their destinations quickly.

This was also why, not long after Sophia's distress signal had been sent out, Seths had already arrived at Planet Morabis.

After a moment of silence, Centipede said in an extremely humble tone: "Could we negotiate? Just pretend you didn't see me and let me go."

"... Fine, but you have to tell me what 【Immortal Evolution】 is planning to do."

Faced with his request, Seths agreed very readily, but raised one condition.

Hearing this, the cockroach-man's body instantly froze on the spot.

Any other condition would be easy to discuss, but this one alone he could not agree to.

Seeing that the two sides had not reached an agreement, Li Ang's expression gradually grew serious.

Clearly Seths had a mission and could not just let the other party go — next, the Dagailu Society would be a fierce battle...?

Looking at the Centipede suddenly exploding opposite him, Li Ang couldn't help but be stunned.

Is this a repeat of the old trick?

Just as he was thinking this, Seths frowned and said: "That decisive?"

Hearing these words, Li Ang understood that the cockroach-man had probably really escaped this time.

Looking at Yize's corpse falling toward the ground, he fell silent.

'【Immortal Evolution】... truly a bunch of lunatics.'

It had to be said, Centipede's behavior greatly deepened Li Ang's stereotype.

Of course, it might not just be a stereotype.

'But why would 【Taiyi Miracle】 get together with 【Immortal Evolution】? Could the Great Designer mentioned in the intelligence as having had a conflict with Yize actually be Centipede?'

Thinking of this, Li Ang was immediately filled with doubt.

At this moment, Seths shed his dragon form and transformed into a human shape.

He glanced at the young dragon beside him, who seemed lost in thought, and said in a gentle tone: "Let's go down first, then tell me the specifics."

"... Alright."

Hearing this, Li Ang set aside his doubts and led Seths down toward Central City.

Meanwhile.

The swarm drifted among the stars, silently advancing toward a certain direction.

The many varied species of bugs had a clear division of labor, each performing its own duties within this vast collective.

Yet this orderly scene was broken by a certain bug that suddenly stopped moving.

It first glanced at the creatures of its kind beside it, then glanced at the figure wrapped in layers at the very center of the swarm, and immediately its body began trembling uncontrollably.

The next moment, two pale hands suddenly thrust out from within its body, followed by a humanoid figure covered all over in viscous fluid.

Centipede wiped the slime from his body, muttering: "Which body number was this again?"

"26814? Or 26815?"

Unfortunately, after thinking for quite a while, he still couldn't arrive at a correct answer, and could only sigh somewhat helplessly: "... Forget it, never mind."

After wiping himself clean, Centipede made his way expertly toward the nutrition zone, preparing to replenish some energy first.

"Tch... but how should I explain this to Manfred next?"

Things had come to this — better eat first.

With this thought, Centipede began to eat heartily.

At the same time.

In some unknown space, a man covered all over in tattoos, whose appearance bore a slight resemblance to Yize, suddenly furrowed his brow tightly.

"Why is one avatar missing?"

He carefully counted his avatars and was quite certain that the number was indeed one short.

After confirming it wasn't a mistake on his part, the man's expression instantly became extremely grim.

"To think at such a critical moment..."

"And why wasn't any information transmitted back at all?!"

It was as if that avatar had never existed from the very beginning.

As a slightly irritated voice rang out, the enormous spider tattoo covering nearly the man's entire back came alive, beginning to struggle outward.

He drew a light breath and regained control of his emotions.

Soon, countless strands of spider silk, like threads of fate, connected to the pure-white spider body that had appeared behind him at some unknown moment.

Following these silk threads, the man quickly located the one that had snapped.

"This is..."

"Centipede's side?"

After determining which avatar had lost contact, he immediately furrowed his brow tightly.

Logically speaking, this shouldn't have happened — after all, whether it was that avatar or Centipede, they should have had very few opponents in the Obsidian Starfield.

But upon recalling the glorious deeds of a certain cockroach person, the man's face immediately darkened.

"Good thing I left room for error, otherwise I really would've been done in by that guy Centipede."

Unfortunately, now was not a good time to settle the score with the other party, so he could only swallow this anger for the moment and wait until things were over.

As the man's finger flicked lightly, a strand of spider silk gradually drew closer to that broken strand of spider silk.