Chapter 19, Chapter 19: Your Majesty—Please Eat Me

On the planet Carlo.

All the insects immediately sensed the presence of the higher insectoid race.

They remembered every word the king said:

The king did not want to see other insects.

Whether it's low-level Zerg, high-level Zerg, or even Overlords—

They would do anything to fulfill the king's orders, as long as he didn't want to see them.

Even though they were low-level insectoids and could not compete with the high-level insectoids, they still did not back down.

They surged resolutely toward Amos.

Amos stood in mid-air on Carlo, his scarlet vertical pupils scanning every corner of the planet. His long, shady hair danced in the wind, each strand seemingly carrying the power to destroy everything.

Finally, his gaze swept over all the insects and settled on a simple insect nest.

The Hive, a hive that only the King has the right to reside in!

These lowly insects actually dared to build a nest without permission!!

Realizing this, Amos's scrambling brain lost all reason:

Damn it!

Those lowly insects who betrayed their king deserve to die!!

Everything here deserves to die!!!

His pupils were completely filled with crimson, and his dark gray hair viciously curled up an insect that was blocking his way, slamming it hard to the ground.

When Koo was thrown to the ground, his insect shell shattered into pieces in an instant, and his pincers were also broken. He no longer had the strength to move.

He was never smart; apart from his size, he couldn't compare to the other insects in anything.

Looking at his pincers that had flown several meters away, his first reaction wasn't fear, dread, or pain, but self-reproach:

The king disliked insects that couldn't even take care of themselves.

what to do?

He didn't take good care of himself, and now he's lost his pincers.

Will Wang... hate him?

The gray hair, imbued with the aura of a high-level insectoid, suddenly pierced through Keo's insectoid body. This time, he was no longer able to think.

Amos didn't care at all about the life or death of a lowly insect.

Or rather, everything on Carlo Star is his enemy, something he wants to destroy.

This includes all lower insects, and even more so, the insect nest.

The intense and frenzied aura emanating from Amos poured forth towards all the lower-level insects and their nests.

Inside the insect nest.

The madness of Amos filled every corner of the nest, and Ai Ying and Charlotte were so oppressed that they could hardly breathe.

They knew that protecting the insect nest was the insects' instinct.

They will defend the hive until the last insect is killed.

Before that, they were most likely safe.

But--

Hearing the loud thud outside the insect nest, which sounded like something crashing heavily to the ground, Ai Ying slowly straightened up.

Charlotte, who was next to her, seemed to realize something and gripped her wrist tightly.

Ai Ying turned to the side, reaching out to cover the hand that was bulging with veins from the excessive force, her voice firm yet carrying a desperate tenderness:

“Charlotte, let’s stay here. After all the insects outside die, we’ll be the next ones to be killed.”

"No matter how sturdy the Zerg hive is, it can only withstand one attack from a high-level Zerg at most."

Those extra few minutes of survival in the insect hive mean little to them.

Ai Ying held Charlotte's hand and said, word by word:

"My blood can affect lower-level Zerg, so it can certainly affect higher-level Zerg as well."

"This is the only way for us to survive."

It is also the only way to stop those insects outside from continuing their pointless sacrifices.

Charlotte raised her head, her voice strained as if squeezed from her throat, and said, word by word:

"Then what?"

If Ai Ying's blood were useful, she would directly become a blood bag kept by the higher Zerg.

Or perhaps there simply isn't enough blood.

We still need her organs, especially her heart!

Or what if her blood has no effect on the higher Zerg?

No matter which direction you go, you'll only end up dead, and living will be even more painful than dying.

Ai Ying felt Charlotte's body trembling slightly and nuzzled her cheek against her head:

"You have some faith in me, don't you?"

"I am the 'King' carefully selected by the Zerg."

"Everything will be alright."

Charlotte was not convinced by Ai Ying at all; she shook her head vigorously.

"No, it's too dangerous!"

"If..." She couldn't even finish the sentence, and could only keep shaking her head.

This time, Ai Ying did not listen to Charlotte.

The hand that was covering the back of her hand tightened little by little, prying apart the fingers that were gripping her wrist one by one:

"Charlotte, remember this—"

"No matter what happens, do not leave the hive."

Charlotte has a chance to live as long as her blood has even the slightest attraction to the higher insectoid races.

Ai Ying pried Charlotte's fingers apart completely.

This is the nest that the insects built for her, so even though she is not the real queen, she still has a certain degree of control over the nest.

With a wave of her hand, she trapped those who desperately tried to stop her with their mental power.

"If I'm really unlucky..." Ai Ying blinked gently, omitting the rest of her sentence, and then revealed a bright and clear smile, just like when they first met.

"Remember to keep an eye on that patch of grass for me."

Then, live well.

After she finished speaking, she turned around and never looked back.

She used her mental power to cut a deep wound on her arm, revealing the bone. Blood gushed out instantly, dripping onto the ground like a trickle of water, staining the surrounding area crimson.

She took a deep breath and pushed open the nest door with her blood-stained hands.

After she left the nest, the entrance closed automatically, concealing everything inside.

At this moment, Ai Ying finally saw the horrific scene outside the insect nest.

Dozens of insects lay scattered on the ground, their fate unknown.

The surrounding area was filled with black insect blood, as well as scattered insect pincers, limbs, and tails.

She stared blankly at the insects on the ground:

She remembered that this insect was very silly; it was the kind of insect that foolishly offered its pincers to her.

This insect is the smallest and thinnest, and it is always squeezed to the back by all the other insects. It can only be seen when she walks to the back.

That insect jumped the highest, and every time she left the nest, she could see its happy, hopping figure.

...

Ai Ying belatedly realized that even though she didn't know their names, she had already memorized the appearance of each insect. Despite the oppression of the higher insect race, she forced herself to raise her head and slowly but firmly look up at the sky.

Her long, dark gray hair turned the dark purple sky of Carlo Star into a gray-black hue.

Ai Ying looked towards the end of the long hair and suddenly saw a pair of terrifying vertical pupils, a scarlet color that only hunters possess.

Those eyes held no emotion, only a blank, chilling killing intent.

In that instant, she experienced fear beyond her capacity for composure for the first time.

In just one second, her entire body was soaked in cold sweat.

Only one thought remained in her mind:

escape!

Run!

Ai Ying suppressed her instinct to flee and forced herself to stay in place:

Behind her was Charlotte; around her were countless insects whose fates were unknown.

She can't escape!

She cannot back down!!

In that split second she was stunned, Amos had already knocked down all the lower insects.

His long hair swept wildly towards the core of each insect—

Those who betray the king must die!

Ai Ying's breath caught in her throat as she watched this scene.

She knew that a worm that loses its core would die!

There is no longer even a chance for rebirth.

She disregarded everything else, took a deep breath, straightened her back, and forced herself to ignore all the fear and despair in her heart. With the tone of a king, she commanded:

"Stop."

In mid-air, Amos almost instinctively stopped moving and tilted his head to look at the source of the sound.

On a patch of gray-black land, a figure dressed in light white stood there.

Her long, jet-black hair danced in the wind, and her black pupils were more dazzling than the most beautiful obsidian in the galaxy.

The bright red blood stained her white dress and the surrounding land.

Seeing this, Amos's pupils contracted sharply, and his long, dark gray hair lost its strength in an instant, floating haphazardly in the air.

His shattered brain had robbed him of the ability to think, and he stared blankly at everything before him:

What is that...?

who is she?

As the blood-covered figure walked towards him step by step, Amos dared not move.

The scene before him was just like the fantasy he had repeated countless times.

Each time I wake up, I feel an even deeper emptiness and despair.

His gaze was fixed on Ai Ying, and he could see nothing else.

Therefore, they did not notice where her blood had dripped, and the severely injured lower insect was slowly recovering.

After an unknown amount of time, the smell of blood in the air grew stronger.

The fresh blood carried a calming and soothing aura, spreading with the fireflies.

Amos finally regained the ability to think.

Looking at the crimson blood covering the ground, he belatedly realized something:

Blood--

So much blood—

Before the soothing effects of blood, came the extreme pain, a pain from the depths of the soul, a pain born of bloodline inheritance.

what to do?

what to do? !

Seeing the figure not far away whose wound was bleeding profusely, Amos panicked and had no idea what to do.

His worm brain was still in chaos, and his long, dark gray hair instinctively reached out towards the figure in front of him.

Ai Ying's blood was almost completely drained.

Her face was pale, and her lips were completely bloodless.

She knew that the more blood she lost, the more likely the surrounding insects would survive, as they would be saved by her blood.

The more blood she loses, the more likely it is to affect this advanced insectoid race.

Can--

It's useless?!

The long hair, stained black by insect blood, paused for a moment before rushing wildly toward Ai Ying's location.

Every strand of hair carried the endless oppression of the advanced insectoid race, as if proclaiming the arrival of death.

As Ai Ying watched the strands of hair getting closer and closer, she was overwhelmed by fear and couldn't even take a step back.

What should we do? What should we do?

Wasn't she bleeding enough?!

Or is it that her blood is useless to the higher insectoid races?!

Just then, the hair of the advanced Zerg was almost within reach.

She could even see the dried bloodstains on it.

Am I going to be killed?!

She didn't want to die!

She must live!!!

Ai Ying suddenly closed her eyes, and under the threat of death, she unleashed an unprecedentedly powerful mental force.

The spiritual power, completely fused with the Gu magic in her bloodline, carried her cries for help and resounded throughout the entire Aimor Galaxy.

in the galaxy.

Savile, who was searching endlessly in the universe, heard this cry for help.

The transparent feathers on his back instantly reached their deepest point.

His soul recognized the call before his body.

He is the king!

His worm core contracted violently, as if something was struggling to break free.

In order to endure the long insect life without the comfort of the king, Saville sealed his instinctive yearning for the king within half of the insect core.

The endless unease and chaos in the brain, sealed away without the comfort of a king, are now sealed away.

This allows him to think clearly and rationally throughout his long insect life.

However, the moment he realized that the king was summoning him, all his reason vanished in an instant.

The Zerg's instincts, breaking the seal, roared incessantly:

Answer the king's call!

Go to the king's side!

Save the King!!!

Savile covered the insect core with one hand, his slender neck soaked with sweat, and his body trembled slightly.

But reason compelled him to stay put:

The source of this call is still very weak.

This is... the newly born king.

Each king needs to devour a lord-level insect before it can enter its growth stage.

To answer the call is tantamount to sacrificing oneself.

He breathed silently, his reason gradually suppressing his instincts:

king--

Please allow me to offer you my finest sacrifice.

Saville subconsciously sealed away the call, then copied it and sent the copied call to the edge of a distant galaxy.

Mariemore is the most notorious planet in the galaxy.

This planet has been taken over by space pirates, and other species in the interstellar space have become tools for the pirates' amusement.

Slavery, slaughter, buying and selling...

Meanwhile, the space pirates on Marimore, in their quest for wealth and slaves, committed countless atrocities, including burning, killing, and looting.

Relying on their top-of-the-line starships and well-equipped security on their planets, space pirates destroyed many passenger starships throughout the galaxy, and countless people lost their lives because of their actions.

Knowing that no one could punish them, the rampant space pirates, in order to acquire more wealth, recklessly sold the stolen gems at auction houses in the name of the Insect Queen.

They thought that in three hundred years, these insectoids had either gone mad or died, so what could they do even if they knew what they had done?

Anyway, the entire Zerg race is about to be wiped out.

Before the Zerg are wiped out, they will use the Zerg Queen's reputation to make a fortune. Once the Zerg are gone, they won't be able to make that money anymore.

What a brilliant and incredibly profitable idea!

Under the protective system of Marimore, they would have no chance of anything happening to them.

On Marimor.

Screams and pleas for mercy rose and fell.

Vast amounts of human blood stained the crystal-paved road with a scarlet gemstone.

The once ruthless space pirates now cower in fear in a corner on their once-proud planet, not daring to move an inch.

A figure backlit stood before all the space pirates.

His appearance is exceptionally refined and handsome, a rarity in the galaxy.

He was completely unarmored and unarmed, leaving himself exposed to the countless deadly traps on the planet.

But the aura emanating from him was like a black hole, as if anyone who looked at him would be swallowed up.

Black energy swirled around him, reflected in his dark purple pupils, making him appear extremely cold and ruthless.

He kept his head down, his dark, tousled hair falling silently, his voice carrying a distorted calm born from utter chaos:

Where is the king?

Hearing the question from this god of death, all the space pirates trembled in fear:

How could they possibly know where the Zerg King is!

No space pirates expected that this Zerg lord would come to Marimore simply because he received a message from the auction house.

Even more unexpectedly, a mad insect that had been insane for hundreds of years destroyed all the weapons and defenses on the planet with a single wave of its hand.

On the planet, whether they were space pirates or slaves captured by them, he left them all here.

And this god of death, from beginning to end, only uttered three words:

Where is the king?

The pirates at the forefront felt the chilling gaze of Fidelock, who had no life force, and couldn't even utter a word of pleading.

A black energy effortlessly pierced through his body.

Blood gushed out, staining the space pirates around him completely red.

Fiedlock stared expressionlessly at the second space pirate:

Where is the king?

The space pirate trembled violently, his voice shrill as he spouted nonsense:

"In the Lyrastar system!"

"Your king is in the Lyrastar system!!"

"Don't kill me—"

Before he could finish pleading, black energy pierced his heart.

Fiedlock's gaze then shifted to the next person.

The space pirates being watched by him were filled with utter despair:

You'll die if you don't speak, you'll die if you lie, you'll die even if you beg for mercy!

What is he going to do?!

At this moment, he could no longer suppress the regret in his heart:

How could he listen to others and dare to plot against the Queen Insect?!

Without their queen, the Zerg are like a pack of unleashed mad dogs, capable of anything!

They become more insane the closer they are to extinction!

He was wrong, he was really wrong.

If given the chance again, he would stay far away from all insects, and would never dare to do anything in the name of the Insect Queen.

Before the regret in his eyes could fade, he lost consciousness and fell heavily backward.

Fiedlock continued looking at the next person.

His dark purple pupils gave him a calm expression.

All the distortion, chaos, unease, and despair were suppressed under a deathly calm, forming his current appearance as a god of death devoid of emotion.

The space pirates on the planet have been almost entirely wiped out by Fidlock.

The last space pirate, feeling his gaze, collapsed to the ground, hating himself for not being able to faint.

Behind the space pirates were countless ragged slaves.

They huddled together, trembling.

They knew that after the space pirates were all killed, it would be their turn.

The Zerg don't care whether they are innocent or not.

Perhaps in the end, this planet will be destroyed by this mad insect.

Just when everyone was in despair, thinking they were doomed, Fedorok stopped what he was doing.

He sensed Vesal's message.

Zerg overlords rarely communicate with each other.

As Fidelock took the life of the last space pirate, he nonchalantly connected to the communication.

The message was a call.

Upon hearing that call, Fedorok froze on the spot, his soul trembling violently.

This is a call from the bloodline!

At this moment, his blood was flowing backward, and the insect core was so hot that it seemed to scorch everything around him.

He could no longer think; only this call remained in his insect brain.

Yes—the King!

Their king!!!

Sensing the cry for help, his dark purple pupils deepened to their extreme, and his energy continued to spread.

The entire sky of Marimore was shrouded in darkness by the dissipating black energy.

Who is it?

How dare they harm their king!

The people still alive on the planet Marimore instantly felt an overwhelming pressure that was many times stronger than before.

Some people's internal organs were being squeezed, and fresh blood kept gushing out from the corners of their lips.

Just when they were about to give up and thought they were doomed, Fedrock suddenly disappeared from the spot.

They... survived?

The survivors stared blankly at the sky, which was gradually brightening again.

The Zerg Overlord really... left?

What on earth happened to make such a mad lord let them go?

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On the planet Carlo.

Amos was the first to hear the call.

He stood there dumbfounded, finally realizing Ai Ying's identity.

It can soothe the insect's blood, control the insect's mental power, and also has that call originating from the bloodline genes.

Yes... it's the King!

She is the queen!!

He's the king he's been searching for for hundreds of years!!!

What did he just do?

Amos suddenly snapped back to reality, and the strand of hair that had been extended trembled and stopped in front of the wound on Ai Ying's arm, no longer daring to move forward an inch.

The king was terrified...

The king was disgusted by his proximity...

Amos fell helplessly from mid-air.

He stood there humbly and pitifully, his hair slicked back inch by inch, his eyes no longer gleaming with bloodlust or fury.

He didn't mean to hurt her!

He just wanted to get close to her; he just wanted to stop the bleeding from her wound!

He was afraid she would be in pain, afraid she would get hurt, afraid she would be unhappy...

He was even more afraid that she would reject him.

Amos's wildly flowing hair all fell obediently down his back as he cautiously took a step forward.

Villa had just woken up when he saw Amos's actions. He didn't know what had just happened; he only knew that:

He must protect the king!

Protect the king at all costs!

Even if it means death, he will die protecting the king!

Villa struggled through its broken insect body, trying to crawl to the king's side.

At this moment, the insect core, which had been nourished by the king's blood, seemed to have broken through some kind of limit. Scalding energy flowed through the insect core and traveled to every corner of the insect's body.

His antennae suddenly vanished, turning into a deep red insect pattern that was etched on his chest.

The insect's shell shattered inch by inch, revealing human skin.

His severely injured pincers gradually transformed into the shape of human hands.

Bilia broke through the bloodline limitations of the lower-level insectoid race and evolved into a higher-level insectoid race.

Healed by Ai Ying's blood, the other insects, upon regaining consciousness, stared blankly into their vertical pupils at this scene.

For a moment, they were completely bewildered as to what had happened.

Among the Zerg, the lowest-level Zerglings are the most useless, existing on par with consumables.

No king has ever cared about a lowly insect.

They would never waste their blood to save a lowly insect and leave a mark on him.

Therefore, no low-level insect has ever been able to break through the boundaries of hierarchy and become a high-level insect.

And now, the only advanced insect evolved from a lower insect has been born.

The lower insects lying on the ground had eyes full of envy in their vertical pupils:

The bloodline that Villa gained was a gift from the king.

It was also the king's...favoritism.

Amos was completely unaware of what was happening not far away.

In his eyes, from beginning to end, there was only the existence of the king.

He looked cautiously and pleadingly in the direction of Ai Ying:

"king--"

His voice was extremely humble and timid:

"Look at me, just look at me, okay?"

"Just one glance."

"Please, please..."

Please don't hate him.

He will be very, very good and will never disappoint the king again!

If the king doesn't like it, he can cut off all his hair, and sever his hands and legs...

He can also cut off his tongue—

As long as Wang Neng doesn't dislike him.

At this moment, Bilia, who had evolved into a higher insectoid race, was completely unaware of the changes happening to him.

The instant his insect body regained movement, he swiftly moved in front of Ai Ying, tightly protecting her:

Wang didn't want to see any other insects!

He must fulfill the king's expectations!

You must protect the King!

After seeing Villa's actions, Amos finally noticed his presence.

I also noticed the changes in him.

Amos, consumed by the pain of being loathed by the king, watched this scene, his worm brain filled with jealousy:

The mark of the king, the king's favor—

Why should I?!

What gives him the right?!

A lowly insect that can be found anywhere, a lowly insect utterly incapable of protecting the king—

How could I possibly deserve the king's favor?!

Where would a king be worthy to enhance his bloodline?!

Jealousy made him want to tear this worm, favored by the king and standing in his way, to shreds.

Just as the two insects were locked in a tense standoff, each determined to destroy the other, the grayish-purple sky of Carlo Star was instantly filled with unfathomable darkness, and endless black energy twisted and enveloped the entire planet.

In the pitch-black sky, a crack slowly appeared.

In an instant, the surrounding environment was distorted, and all colors were replaced by black.

An endless, suffocating pressure spread through the cracks.

Just as the air was about to distort to its limit, a figure tore open a crack and appeared in the sky above Carlo Star.

The person who tore through space had a face so handsome that it would make other species marvel. Beneath his thick, dark eyebrows were a pair of extremely dangerous hunter's eyes, his dark purple pupils carrying a bloodthirsty, bone-chilling coldness.

Like a powerful and beautiful beast from ancient times, it is magnificent, but it also brings endless fear to its prey.

Dark energy gathered around him, forming a long, black river that flickered with an air of suffocating mystery.

Upon seeing him, every living, thinking species had only one thought:

Danger!

Run!

Villar has now become a high-level Zerg.

However, when faced with the presence that appeared above Carlo Star, he was like a speck of dust in the universe, so weak that he couldn't even cause a ripple.

He was completely unable to make a sound, nor could he make any movement, let alone resist.

Villa remained motionless.

He used all the strength he had in his insect core to try to stand still and protect the king behind him.

But it was no use.

Sometimes, miracles don't happen just because you try your hardest.

The person in mid-air didn't even lift a finger; with just a glance, Villa was pinned to the ground, his body oozing blood from the insects, utterly powerless to resist.

This time, Ai Ying had nothing to hide in front of her.

As Fiedlock stared at the only bright spot in the darkness, his pupils contracted sharply, gradually turning from completely human-like pupils into dark purple vertical pupils.

He stared intently at Ai Ying, not daring to look away for a moment, his insect core throbbing excitedly.

He is the king!

With just one glance, he recognized the being he had been searching for for three hundred years.

During the countless hours when he was driven to the brink of madness by the chaos within the insect's brain, he could only endure the pain of stabbing the insect's core and the suffocation before his death to survive until today.

All the pain and torment vanished the moment he saw the king.

His soul and blood seemed to have found a resting place, letting out a satisfied sigh:

He finally found the king.

Without Vilia's protection, Ai Ying uncontrollably felt the gaze of that being in mid-air.

If the advanced Zerg were like a raging, powerful storm, then this being felt to her like an abyss—a calm, icy, and all-consuming abyss.

Her heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly, rendering her unable to move, speak, or breathe.

They could only stand there, passively waiting for death to come.

Ai Ying felt an overwhelming fear:

What exactly is this?

Is it also... a Zerg?!

The moment Amos addressed her as king, she knew she was safe for the time being.

She had lost too much blood and could barely stand in place.

Knowing that the higher insectoids probably wouldn't kill her, she was afraid of losing too much blood and fainting, so she stopped using her mental power to damage the wound and let the wound on her arm heal.

Now, her wound has stopped bleeding.

Ai Ying forced herself to think of a solution:

If this powerful and terrifying being is also a Zerg, then will her blood have some effect on him?

However, under the suffocating pressure around her, she was unable to move at all, let alone use her mental power to tear open her newly healed wound.

She used all her strength to barely move her arm.

Then, she sensed the aura around her, a hundred times more terrifying than before. She froze on the spot, unable to move.

Fiedlock saw the wounds on Ai Ying's body.

He looked at the blood-stained dress on the king's body, at the increasingly glaring red in the darkness, and an endless killing intent spread from around him.

Everything except the king was someone he wanted to kill.

Inside the insect hive, Charlotte was unaware of what was happening outside, but sensing the chilling killing intent, she seemed to guess what was going on and slowly closed her eyes.

There wasn't much fear on her face; instead, there was a hint of relief.

Being able to die together is not such a bad thing.

Before she died this time, her heart was no longer filled with resentment at being abandoned and framed by her father, but with a peace that was almost expectant.

The overwhelming killing intent quickly overwhelmed her consciousness.

Outside the hive, the high-level Zerg, Aemos, could no longer breathe, and the pulsation of its core began to weaken.

Not to mention the lower-level Zerg who were still recovering from their injuries and were on the verge of death.

Fiedlock ultimately did not kill the insects.

His eyes, which had been glowing purple, slowly dimmed:

These insects should be handed over to the king for disposal.

He cannot overstep his bounds.

Fiedlock's gaze lingered on the king's arm, the blood on it filling his worm core with excitement:

As long as the king devours him

As long as the king eats him—

His insect core will transform into the energy the king needs, allowing the king to enter its growth period.

The queen will become powerful, possessing the ability to control the Zerg and kill anything that displeases her.

This includes all insects, all humans, and all species.

The king will never be injured again, never bleed again, and never encounter any danger again.

His dark purple pupils contracted involuntarily with excitement:

As long as the king devours him, his blood will become part of the king's blood.

He will become a part of the king, forever intertwined with him.

Only he deserves to be a part of the king.

Black energy formed a pitch-black path beneath Fiedlock's feet.

He walked step by step toward death, each step filled with a willing excitement.

Ai Ying had no idea what Fedorok was thinking.

As she watched the figure approaching her, panic and fear overwhelmed her.

But she was helpless and could only watch as the figure drew closer and closer until it stood right in front of her.

A powerful aura suddenly seized her breath.

Just as she panicked, thinking she was destined to die today, the being that terrified all species knelt down in front of her.

Then, he bowed his head in submission.

All the black energy around him spread out onto the ground.

Fiedlock gently lifted Wang's injured hand, his forehead resting against her fingertips.

The dried blood from her fingertips, carrying endless tenderness, soothed all the torment and pain of his three hundred years of waiting.

This is the king—

His king.

He willingly sacrificed everything, King.

The thought that he could merge into the king's blood and become a part of the king filled his eyes with a dark gleam of excitement.

Ai Ying dared not move, and could only let the insect in front of her lift her hand and gently rub its forehead against her fingertips.

This is a harmless gesture that completely surrenders one's weaknesses.

Is she... safe?

Just as her body relaxed slightly and she could finally breathe again, she saw the figure kneeling in front of her raise its head.

He revealed a pair of dark purple eyes that held a fierce, bestial quality, as if they wanted to devour her whole.

The threat of death enveloped her once again in an instant.

She suddenly realized that if her blood really did have an effect on this existence.

Then he might... eat her!

Even when Ai Ying discovered the effects of blood on the Zerg, she had already guessed her fate.

But when the moment actually arrived, her body still trembled slightly uncontrollably.

what to do? !

She couldn't imagine being eaten alive, nor did she know if she could bear such desperate pain.

She suddenly closed her eyes, not daring to see what would happen next, nor to see her own fate.

Then, she heard the presence before her making a devout request to her:

"king--"

"Please eat me."

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Author's Note: Ai Ying: ? ? ?

Who eats whom?

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