We Must Be Dreaming

Compared to the size of half a finger of its companion, it was as big as an adult's fist. The golden color of its wings was also dark gold, making it look extraordinary.

Most importantly, the ordinary Winged Golden Black Bug was only at grade one or two, but it was actually at grade three!

One had to know that no one had ever seen a third grade Winged Golden Black Bug before.

"How on earth did this Winged Golden Black Bug reach the third grade?"

Everyone was baffled. It should be known that the Winged Golden Black Bug would desperately absorb spiritual essence and spiritual power of living creatures, regardless of whether their body could withstand it or not, until they exploded and died. This was their nature, it had already become an instinct that could not be changed.