I want both

With the insect queen as an obvious decoy target, it becomes easier to judge the movements of the alien species.

Three hundred beetles, each with the toughest shells, faced the mother's mobile craft, their backs facing outward. A translucent hexagonal force field stretched across their exoskeletons. When the aliens charged, they gathered together, binding the hexagonal force field on their backs into a single, impenetrable shield. When the aliens were flung back by the force field, they were immediately swarmed by insects with particle laser blades welded to their claws, attacking the aliens' carapace joints.

The beetles acting as shields do not need peripheral vision at all, as the beetles on the periphery can provide it for them; there is no need to communicate about which alien species to attack first or which weak point of the alien species to attack, because they can share combat thinking.

After four or five consecutive particle laser blade attacks have cut through the alien shells, the army bugs will quickly disperse, and the firepower of the heavy ships and combat ships will immediately follow up, blowing the exposed wounds into flesh flowers.

From defense to attack to follow-up firepower, one cycle after another, the aliens were not given any chance to react or adjust. They did not want to react or adjust. The small motor ship, as dazzling as the sun, absorbed their entire attention. They wandered aimlessly in the universe, eating and destroying things seemed to occupy the entire content of their lives. But today, they found what they wanted to follow: that dazzling light, inside that motor ship. They completely gave up thinking about what to do next. Perhaps they did not even have the ability to think. They just wanted to get closer to that light, closer, closer.

The mechanical exoskeletons of more than 300 shield beetles gradually became overwhelmed by the attacks of the alien species. The Zerg also quickly adjusted their strategy, replacing more exoskeletons used for close combat with defensive ones.

Elsewhere, the Third Legion, which had escorted the carrier to a relatively safe distance, also turned around. They too donned mechanical exoskeletons, lined up their battleships, and began joining the bombardment. Their cries could be clearly heard over the military radio: "Your Highness! Please allow us to join the fight! We, the Third Legion, have extensive experience battling alien species!"

Another layer of golden light circle with the mobile ship as the core vibrated and opened, and the army insects of the Third Legion also felt the feeling of spiritual connection. This spiritual connection method, which was more efficient than the tacit communication of the ants, opened up a new world for them. The army insects of the Third Legion could intuitively feel the combat ideas of the well-equipped and well-trained Bug Queen Guards; the Bug Queen Guards also learned more about the possible weaknesses of the alien species detected by the Third Legion in actual combat.

Several abnormal energy fluctuations appeared on the surveillance screen again, but when the bow of the first battleship appeared in the torn space vortex, Gabriel, who was kneeling on the ground praying, could not help but stand up, excitement flashing in her eyes.

It’s the support of the First Legion!

Tiger Warlock had a bad feeling the moment he saw the mobile ship fully loaded with primordial honey explode in the universe. He selected a group of military bugs with the strongest physical fitness and the most combat experience, boarded the fastest battleship, and leaped all the way without regard for their lives, and finally arrived at the battlefield!

There are more and more abnormal energy fluctuations, and the planetary government of the nearby planet has also ordered the guard team to jump to support!

They shouted into the communication channel: "Your Highness, Elisa! Let us guard the cubs' carrier! The soldier bugs will join the battle with you! We can protect these cubs!"

The number of military insects linked to Alyssa's spirit soared from more than 5,000 to 20,000!

Golden blood from her nose had already dripped down her chin and mouth onto her chest, and warm currents seemed to be flowing from her eyes and ear holes. She must have looked very scary now.

Blood dripped onto the meteorite she cradled. A golden shadow of the primordial Worm Mother materialized behind her, growing larger and larger like a balloon being pumped with gas. Light particles flooded the ship's bulkhead. In the darkness of space, a worm with a massive golden abdomen emerged from the Worm Mother's ship. Countless golden filaments extended from her bulging abdomen, connecting to each of the soldier worms.

When the aliens saw the giant golden insect, they became even more crazy, struggling and trying to break through desperately, just to get closer and closer to the golden shadow.

Alyssa finally spoke, her voice, carried through the spiritual connection, the meteorite, and the still-streaming Throne of Today, reaching every insect's ears. Powered by the spiritual world, the resonance of the meteorite, and the livestream sound effects, her voice seemed multi-layered, resonating with a powerful resonance. She addressed the countless aliens charging forward, "You are not my children!"

She was completely in tune with the primordial insect mother from the distant origin era. Her voice carried the anger and wail of someone who had sacrificed for all her children: "I have committed the unforgivable sin, and I only ask that cannibalism end on me! You insects who have choices but don't cherish them are not my children!"

It was obvious that there was no medium in the universe that could transmit sound, and it was obvious that the alien species should not be able to understand insect language, but the alien species that were swept by the golden mental power still paused for a moment.

The insects in the spiritual chain clearly felt the original insect mother's grief and anger, and they were infected by this emotion: Mother... is not guilty! Hurting mother... is unforgivable!

There was no sound, everything was a colorful silent film. In this silent universe, Zerg and alien species fought each other, gunfire and smoke flashed by, and broken limbs and walls floated in the weightless universe.

After an unknown amount of time, when the Zerg with crumbling exoskeletons gathered together again, they found that there seemed to be no new alien species coming.

They didn't know how many alien species they had killed. The area was filled with dark green blood drops, broken shells and grayish white flesh of the alien species.

"Victory...victory?"

Some military bug asked in the mental chain, but no bug could answer. The hatch of the Pompeii opened again, and the recovery robot with a huge belly began to clean up the battlefield.

After barely recovering the large pieces of shells and flesh from the battlefield, the insects saw that the wormhole formed by the explosion of the primary honey had not disappeared.

They gathered around the worm mother's small mobile ship, guarding against the emergence of new alien species in the wormhole.

However.

A curled, dimly-lit butterfly tentacle emerged from the wormhole, followed by another.

When the alien species fully emerged, the insects realized that it was a newly formed species based on the butterfly family. Its body had not yet stretched to the length of an adult, its carapace was not as thick, and its wings had not completely degenerated.

Any Tiger Guard can kill such an alien species.

The insects breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next moment, even greater sorrow was transmitted from the spiritual common chain network.

Alyssa looked at the tiny, alien butterfly's wings, which hadn't yet fully degenerated. She had seen these wings before. Although they no longer had the fluorescent scales or the beautifully symmetrical mating patterns, the arrangement of the patterns on the wings was the same one she had dreamed of countless times in recent times.

Isabella slumped in front of the center console. The wing patterns were a unique identity symbol for each butterfly clan. She knew at a glance that these wings belonged to Seville.

The alien creature Seville transformed into struggled to get through the wormhole, and half of its wings were torn off by the pull of space. It shook a few times, adjusted its direction, and flew towards Alyssa.

The Zerg were suddenly bounced out by the mental chain net. They looked back in confusion, and the huge golden shadow of the Zerg Queen was gone.

Although they didn't know what was going on, it was always right to protect the insect queen. They could easily take down such a small alien species without any mental connection.

The moment Gabriel was disconnected from the mental sharing network, he rushed to the monitoring screen. The moment he recognized Sevier's wings, Gabriel trembled like a sieve.

"Your Majesty Alyssa...don't...don't!"

The hatch of the small motor ship carrying the Worm Queen opened.

The oxygen in the cabin was instantly sucked out by the vacuum of the universe, and a petite figure rolled out with the wind pressure.

Alyssa was strapped to her back, a mechanical exoskeleton she'd never used before, nor had she ever tried to adjust her position in the zero-gravity environment of space. Although she'd been sprayed with radiation-resistant paint, the sudden weightlessness and the instant loss of all oxygen sent her into a state of panic. She could feel her skin rapidly swelling, as if tiny bubbles were threatening to burst from her pores. The visible effects were veins popping out of her fair skin, capillaries bursting, and her skin rapidly stained golden. Her eye sockets ached, her compound eyes threatening to bulge out. Golden beads of blood emanated from her eyes, nostrils, and ears, and the unbearable smell of blood clung to her throat.

"Her Majesty Alyssa! Ah...!" Gabriel grabbed the communication microphone with trembling hands. "Quick! Quickly bring Her Majesty Alyssa into the cabin! Her skin can't withstand a vacuum environment!"

She was about to explode in this universe, Alyssa thought. Her entire body ached, especially the wing sacs on her back. The vacuum of space caused the wing sacs, already level with her shoulder blades, to swell even further, their walls stretching into a pair of translucent pink bubbles.

wrong.

She won't burst.

She is a bug.

If other bugs can survive briefly in the universe in bug form, why can't she?

This human mimicry is her insect form!

The beetle closest to Alyssa had already grabbed her hand and helped her adjust her body. He arched his body to help Alyssa into the maneuvering cabin, while Alyssa's mental tentacles clearly conveyed her intention.

don't want.

I don't want to go back.

Take me to...that butterfly.

The beetle struggled for a while, and finally let Alyssa stand between its claws and flew towards the butterfly species.

The golden mental power spread out again, like Moses parting the sea, and the Tiger Guards and military insects standing between Alyssa and the alien Sevier made way.

Alyssa was finally only tens of meters away from the alien Savior.

The alien Seville paused, feeling as though he were close enough. His mind was hazy, and he felt before him a lump of the delicacy he had longed for, the source of power he had pursued his entire life. He wanted to swallow her whole, but he seemed to have a slight realization: if he swallowed her, she would be gone.

there is none left.

Alyssa's eyes were filled with golden mist. She wasn't sure if she was crying or if the capillaries in her eye sockets had burst. Her eyeballs seemed to have bulged out of her face.

She must be ugly now.

She didn't know that now, with her golden compound eyes bulging out of their sockets and her entire body shimmering with metallic hues, she looked remarkably like a pure-gold Zerg brood. Alyssa felt a mixture of anger and sadness. The weight of the Zerg's tens of thousands of years of history and responsibility weighed heavily on her frail shoulders; the long-buried grief of the original Zerg Mother, the meteorite formed from the hearts of successive Kairos, weighed heavily on her heart. She locked eyes with the butterfly-like creature before her, its beautiful wings no longer visible. Its gray-purple eyes seemed to still reveal some of its camouflage.

Alyssa opened her mouth, and a golden blood mist poured out. She spoke, and even though there was no medium for sound transmission in the universe, the insects could clearly see what she was saying from the shape of her lips.

What she said was—

I want both.