The sound came from the airship, and at first it sounded like an electronically synthesized sound effect, because no human throat could produce such a strange buzzing sound. It reminded people of the image of translucent insect wings trembling in the air, or the disgusting and ugly form of some unpleasant creature rubbing its forelimbs as it crawled.

But contrary to the unpleasant voice, the speaker's tone was very elegant.

"Good morning."

"While I understand that pleasantries are essential before discussing serious matters, I'm sure you've all already guessed our identities, so any further probing would be a waste of time. I know you've made a lot of efforts to intercept this ship, which originally belonged to you, outside the capital planet..." The speaker let out a cheerful laugh. "But it wasn't easy, was it? After all, aside from the newly engraved patterns on the ship, everything about it was human-made, inside and out. The Federation owns its serial number and ownership; we're merely borrowing it temporarily."

The Zerg don't need spaceships. For a long time, the struggle between humans and them was a battle between technological might and physical strength, as if the universe had created two completely different forms of life just to determine which form of evolution was superior.

"Number 793A06." said the bug controlling the ship.

"I don't like this name. From now on it will be called 'The Betrayer'."

“…”

The camera in the square in front of Maan Fort faithfully recorded the livid look on the face of Defense Minister Antonio.

On the other hand, Governor Sabrina Guevera had a blank expression on her face, seemingly indifferent to such a direct provocation.

Azathoth knew that Igor would never allow the Zerg to carry out any anti-human activities in the federal capital. Although theoretically it was not his place to interfere in other people's affairs, it was impossible to just throw away the many burdens that he habitually carried on his shoulders.

Igor couldn't rush forward in his mecha to change the situation, but sometimes he didn't necessarily have to show up in person to provide help.

Then again, the federal army might be able to destroy the spacecraft they created with one shot. The problem they haven't solved yet is simply that they can't afford to take responsibility for the safety and lives of so many wealthy and powerful people inside the protective shield, or they are also under simultaneous attack outside the atmosphere.

The Zerg had obviously planned this for a long time.

"I bet you're all curious why I've suddenly quelled the internal war and appeared in the Federation," the bug sitting inside the Betrayer, holding a megaphone, continued with a hint of joking and teasing. "Your little minds must be utterly bewildered: What about the promised 'internal and external cooperation' to usurp the throne? What about the promised treaty of shared prosperity after the war is quelled? What about the promised Zerg race, even from top to bottom, not being united, with some, tired of war, yearning for peace, and ready to overthrow the Zerg Emperor's rule?"

"But unfortunately, humans may have a huge misunderstanding of our way of survival."

"To you, different people are different individuals. Each of you has your own thoughts and will, and you never truly consider others."

"But we are just the opposite—every insect absolutely obeys this collective and obeys me."

"We share the same way of thinking and have the same goals. No matter how different each bug behaves, they are like my left and right hands... Do your left and right hands fight and hate each other? Because the brain gives completely opposite commands?"

If someone were to stand inside the 'Traitor' spacecraft at this moment, they would see that every insect, performing its duties, regardless of their appearance or whether they were camouflaged as humans, all had smiles that were almost identical to the 'man' in the first place.

A bug walked out of the cockpit and said to his companion, "Let's have a drink after this?"

His companion nodded.

The two insects disguised as humans bumped their fists in tacit understanding, then returned to their positions in unison. Every movement seemed to have been measured, and there was no trace of the casualness and naturalness of their previous conversation.

"I find your misunderstanding ridiculous, so I came here to tease you a little," the Zerg ruler said teasingly. "I hope you can be magnanimous and not be angry at my 'right hand' for deceiving you."

Antonio squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, barely perceptible as he held onto his mobile device: "When are you going to get rid of this smug, boastful idiot?"

The weak voice of Marshal Gonger's adjutant came from his mobile terminal: "But, we may have to wait a little longer... The soldiers they sent out are too many, like locusts that are not afraid of death..."

Antonio: "If you can't kill him today, you can collect your wages and go back home tomorrow."

He hung up the communication and looked at the Omega Archon: "How are you?"

Sabrina didn't answer, but said, "The Insect King talks too much nonsense. He's even more annoying than the young master of the Campbell family."

The young master of the Campbell family was once Sabrina's "rival in love". When they were young, the two fell in love with the same Alpha and almost came to blows over it. However, after discovering that the Alpha was not a good person by nature and had a tendency to try to hug many women, Sabrina decisively severed the complicated relationship between them, withdrew from the possible third-rate family feud, and directly entered the political arena. She was also verbally humiliated by the young master who thought he had won.

But decades later, the outcome is clear. While the Omega Campbell is still immersed in the joy of battling wits and courage with her husband's invisible harem, Sabrina Guevera has already reached the pinnacle of power in this country.

Antonio also knew that her past was quite interesting in retrospect, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, his unpleasant expression softening. "She's just a clown, her arrogance won't last long. However, today's unrest was my dereliction of duty. The Vatican's assurances and self-righteous speculations made me let my guard down."

Sabrina said slowly, "I don't really want to talk to you about punishment right now."

Antonio wanted to grab her hand for a moment, but he restrained himself at the last moment and said calmly, "I will do my best to make amends."

The Archon also smiled: "Then show me how to do it."

**

Wendy couldn't help but hug her body tightly and curl up into a ball, feeling something moving at her back. It was as if her spine was unwilling to be trapped in this body and was eager to break free at any time.

It wasn't a very intense pain, but the feeling of being torn apart from the inside was strange.

Without him noticing, the girl's pupils contracted, revealing a narrow golden line, like the eyes of a hunter on the grassland.

Garcia noticed something was wrong with her and asked, "What's wrong with you? Should I call your brother?"

"No need." Wendy panted softly, resisting the urge to jump out the window and run. "Is Erica still in Maanbao Square? I want to see what's going on."

Hugo scratched his chin. "Do you really want to see it? Azathoth will take care of this."

"My brother definitely cares," Wendy said. "Five years later, I wonder what it is that he's worried about and what he can't let go of."

So the bionic man directly projected Wendy's portrait onto a large screen above a shopping mall with the best view. This was equivalent to using the entire screen as a canvas, and Wendy could use it to see everything happening in the outside world with her own eyes.

**

In George's eyes, Azathoth was an incomprehensible freak. This eccentric, covered in black, stood in front of the mall's giant screen, his fingertips pointing at the wall, seemingly lost in thought about some major issue.

Before he could comprehend what was happening, the Zerg King's endless chatter had already swirled the boy's brain. With his mouth hanging open, he forgot to pay attention to Azathoth's movements. He stared blankly at the ship on the screen, bewildered and shocked by the Zerg's bizarre ecological structure. Before he could react, he had already blurted out the question: "What should I do? Can my sister come back?"

At this time, the shopping guide who also came over to watch the live broadcast glared at him and said: "Don't talk nonsense, it will be fine."

As if in response to her words, the spaceship 'The Betrayer' that was suspended in the air suddenly shook violently.

**

The old man from the Vatican was talking to Anne behind him with his head down.

Suddenly, the girl's arm, clasped with his wrinkled right hand, trembled. Her reddish-brown eyes reflected the sudden change in the air. "Your Holiness, what is that?"

A sudden sense of foreboding rose in the old man's still calm heart, a premonition that made him not even want to turn back. But reason still controlled him, and he slowly straightened his back, raised his chin covered by his graying beard, and looked up.

He reflexively tightened his other hand that was gripping Anne's shoulder.

This scene - this scene is actually very scary, but also a little funny, because it doesn't seem like a real scene, but rather like a scene synthesized by a computer, or the imagination of a drug addict who took too much.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if something had enveloped the entire planet.

For example, it's like a squid in the ocean finds a transparent glass sphere with a lifelike human city carved inside. It finds it very interesting and beautiful, so it wraps the entire glass sphere with its tentacles.

This is how His Holiness feels now.

The monster, seemingly immense and terrifying, toyed with a tiny toy, its body blanketing the entire sky. Only through the gaps between its tentacles could the light of the stars and a sliver of azure sky be seen. Soon, it seemed no longer content to play with the glass ball. It became curious about the inner workings, wanting to know how such an intricate and ingenious miniature city was built, and what the ants inside, staring up at it, were.

——Then it stretched out one of its tentacles.

The tentacle swept up the ship, which appeared to be only half the diameter of its limb, and rocked it twice like a cradle. In the process, the ship's edges, accidentally crushed, fell sparsely to the ground, the metal as fragile as cardboard, burning with embers of fire.