Chapter 42, Chapter 46 Answer: "I will kill..."

Such a violent explosion, at such close range, would inevitably cause injury even to the Beast King.

It let out a painful howl.

But all eyes were focused on the epicenter of the explosion.

They waited anxiously, hoping their invincible general would emerge from the explosion.

A beautiful arc slid across the sky.

It landed precisely on the Beast King's eyes, which were unblocked.

It's Faber!

Vison stared intently at him, tears welling in his eyes.

The world seemed to fall silent suddenly, and all attention was focused on Fipos's movements.

At that moment, it seemed as if even space itself had been distorted.

Vincent immediately recognized it as manifested mental energy, and a large amount of it that had been forcibly compressed.

What is he doing?! Is he out of his mind?!

At that moment, Vison felt a sense of fear.

Stop!

Stop right now!

But his shouts had no effect. Feibos's externalized spiritual power exploded, like a powerful yet invisible explosion, piercing right through the eyes of the Beast King.

At the same time, Phibes was also thrown back by this final riot and was violently thrown out.

He was already severely injured when he escaped the exploding mech, and the mental attack he had just received had exhausted him completely. He tried to get up, but fell heavily back down.

The world became blurred.

Those dazzling ruby ​​eyes struggled for a moment, but then closed.

Fortunately, the Beast King, stabbed in a fatal spot, also lost all its life force. With a final howl, it collapsed to the ground along with Feppus, unable to move.

This brought an end to this long and arduous battle.

As the Beast King fell, the other Beasts retreated like a receding tide.

In an instant, the gunfire ceased, and the earth fell silent, but all the insects remembered what had happened here.

They held off the fiercest attack.

All the female soldiers finally came to their senses and cheered loudly.

Cheers resounded through the sky, but the insect that Vincent had been longing for did not move an inch.

He lay disheveled beside the pile of stones, like a sacrifice to this victory.

At that moment, Vison felt that his respiratory system must have had a problem along with Fipos's, otherwise why would he feel difficulty and pain even when breathing?

"General, General!" Ilya and his men rushed over, calling out to Feppus and hurriedly carrying him to receive treatment.

Vison followed them closely as they floated into the treatment room.

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Feibos's mental energy had completely gone into a state of agitation, and since he himself was unconscious, he was unable to control the mental energy that was constantly being released.

Even though the final blow to the Beast King had consumed most of his mental energy, it had also made his mental sea even more chaotic and turbulent.

This caused the remaining bit of overflowing mental energy to become even more disordered, indiscriminately attacking surrounding objects and insects.

Only high-ranking female soldiers like Ilya could resist his mental power; other medical insects couldn't even get close to him, let alone treat him.

His mental power can even affect other wounded soldiers.

The medical bugs had to get Ilya and the others to move Feppos out to avoid further casualties.

Ilya, his eyes red, refused to move.

Just as the argument reached an impasse and the medical worm was about to call for the female soldier, Phipps woke up.

"Cough, Ilya." He lay there weakly, his eyes, which used to be bright, dazzling, and like rubies, now dull and lifeless.

"General, we will have them rescue you immediately."

"My mental energy has gone berserk, I can't control it." He gasped for breath several times in those few words. "Move me to the isolation room."

"I'm going to find Lord Vison," Ilya said anxiously, tears streaming down her face.

Upon hearing Ilya's words, Phipps reacted strongly.

With his last ounce of strength, he gripped Ilya's arm tightly, his blood-stained eyes flashing with a fierce look: "You're not allowed to go."

"No, you're not even in the best condition right now..."

“I’ll kill him.” Fipos’s eyes were sharp, and even though his health was extremely poor, his tone was uncompromising.

He repeated forcefully, "He's trying to comfort me like this; I'll die."

Visen was still worried about his injury, and was momentarily stunned by the implication of his words.

Ilya was also stunned by the content and tone of his words, and stood there blankly with red eyes, not knowing what to do: "But, but your health."

"Take me to the isolation room." As he spoke, Fepos coughed up blood, and from a distance, it looked as if the entire worm was stained red with blood.

He still insisted, "I'll be fine."

"How could you be alright! You were so badly injured, and you still released so much spiritual energy..."

Not only Ilya couldn't bear it, but the iron-blooded female soldiers who had always followed Fepos couldn't help but tear up.

Mental energy can be used as a means of attack, but it is basically useless to insects because it is no different from burning one's own life.

They all saw the general's attack just now; the attack power was so strong, it was practically a suicide mission to take down the Beast King.

“Ilya, this is an order.” Feppos’s voice was weak, but his aura remained undiminished.

"......yes."

Only after Ilya obeyed did Feppos seem to breathe a sigh of relief and fall into a deep sleep.

Vincent's mind went blank, but his body automatically followed Feibos and floated to the isolation room.

But once he was in the isolation room, his soul was kept out.

He couldn't get in, no matter what he did.

So he could only peek inside during the brief opportunity when Ilya opened the door to change Feppos's bandage.

Because it was necessary to isolate mental energy, the entire room was made of special materials.

The sunlight couldn't penetrate, so the whole room was dark and gloomy.

As for Fepox, such a bright and dazzling insect, it slept inside, as if the entire insect had disappeared into the darkness.

His wounds hadn't even been completely cleaned.

Even at the doorway, Vison could sense that Feibos's mental energy was surging more and more violently, as if it was about to crush his physical body as well.

The dressing change was quick, and the door slammed shut in front of him almost immediately.

Vison could only lie on the door.

Even after the door is closed, you can't see anything inside.

One can only catch a glimpse of Fipose's outline when he makes the slightest movement.

Even so, Vison remained stubbornly lying there, staring intently inside.

Silent tears kept flowing, as if they were soaking his very soul.

Vison's last dream was set in that dark isolation room.

Even though he cried his heart out outside, the worms inside didn't come out again.

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finally.

Vison struggled to awaken from this heavy and long nightmare.

My nose was blocked, my whole face was soaked with tears, and my eyelashes seemed to be glued on so I couldn't blink.

Vison sat up, his head throbbing violently.

Fipose!

He opened his eyes and saw the darkness outside the window, momentarily unable to distinguish between dream and reality.

Is it true?

He left him because... he was afraid of hurting him?

Or was everything in that dream just baseless imagination born from his inability to accept Fei Bosi's departure?

He opened his personal terminal to check the time, but his pupils suddenly widened.

Just now, official news released that the First Legion, led by General Fepos, successfully killed the Beast King, eliminated the Beasts, and won the war.

Vison clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even notice his skin being pierced by his sharp nails.

He suddenly thought of something.

Barefoot, I hurriedly got out of bed and ran to the study, where I found a thick book among a pile of fallen books.

He flipped through the book for a while, and finally found the record that left some impression on him in a small corner of the thick book.

"Male and female insects that have established deep bonds may empathize under certain circumstances, or experience each other's experiences in special states..."

When Vinson saw this passage, he found it very difficult to understand. How to define a deeper level, and what can be called a special state?

Moreover, the author noted that he heard this on the way and there was no basis for it.

Vincent glanced at it but didn't investigate further.

But after experiencing that very real and coincidental dream, Vison suddenly remembered this sentence.

Could this be true?

That was just now...

The thought of Fipos's despair at being killed and his final, sunless death in the isolation ward made Vincent's heart clench and ache.

He curled up in his chair, looking at the information he had sent to Feibosi via his personal terminal since Feibosi disappeared.

......

"return."

"I want to see you."

"I command you to return."

"I will catch you."

......

He sent out a lot of them, densely packed.

Perhaps no one expected that Lord Vison, who appeared to be no different from usual, would secretly harass and pester Admiral Fepos from time to time.

Both soft and hard language are used.

At first, his tone was alright, even somewhat coaxing, but later it became completely threatening.

Unfortunately, all the messages were marked as read, but none of them received a reply.

He thought to himself that such a frequency of harassment, if spoken aloud, would likely annoy even a male insect, considered noble by outsiders.

Fipos must have been annoyed with him, which is why he didn't reply.

This idea made him feel even more vulnerable and upset, causing him to post even more.

But now.

When he discovered that things were completely different from what he had thought, he was caught off guard and at a loss for what to do.

After their first separation, he never told Feibos that he liked her again.

At that time, he felt that if he expressed his feelings, he would be at a disadvantage and would be abandoned.

So when Phipps later asked him if he liked him, he could only say no.

But now.

He hesitated for a long time before finally typing out his true thoughts.

Are you injured?

I'm worried about you.

I miss you so much.

Unexpectedly, there was no response from the other end, and it remained unread.

Vincent stared out the window, waiting for dawn, but the personal terminal still hadn't received a reply from the other person.

He was really worried about him.

One morning, as sunlight streamed onto the doorframe, Vison suddenly remembered that around this time, a workaholic had once visited.

He once mentioned the matchmaking pool mentioned in the "breakup letter" that Faber gave him.

If he remembered correctly, he was also in that matchmaking pool.

He quickly browsed through the pages, flipping through them for a long time, and finally found the so-called matching pool on the computer.

Username: Vison Ill

Matching status: Matching...

He remembered that when the worker bug introduced the matching pool to him, it said that the matching pool was arranged by the hive consciousness.

Insect nest?

If he remembers correctly, the main body of the insect hive is currently hidden in the Xiongbao Association.

Vincent looked deep in thought, hesitated for a long time, and finally went out the door.

He was going to find an answer.

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Author's note: We should meet in the next chapter. I've finally finished writing this part!

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