Chapitre 923: 475 The Soaring Foundation and Roots (4500)

Strength is never too much.

Each opportunity to enhance strength and foundation is precious.

Casio would not miss it.

On the cold, circular plaza, the ground was made of rough, rock-white stone tablets, exuding an ancient and primitive aura. A gray-white fountain was gushing cold air in the center of the plaza, where water circulated back and forth.

Casio slowly walked over, the air becoming colder, carrying a bone-chilling coldness that seemed to freeze the blood in one's body.

Hum…

A beetle fell from the edge of the fountain and crashed onto the plaza.

It was about the size of a thumb, with a rock-like white carapace similar in shape to a seven-star ladybug. Its bottom limbs, though slender, had some fierce backthorns and fur.

Casio's gaze halted, a hint of craving arising within him. It was the instinctive reaction of the magic puppet secret weapon, an urge to feed and absorb.

It made one's heart itch, a sense of palpitation.