The buttons on her chest had been undone at some point, revealing her jagged collarbone and plump chest.

It was not until Boyce left that Ivis opened his beautiful blue eyes filled with tears.

Boyce looked up. His eyes, though greedy and fierce, softened and loyal when they met Elvis's handsome face, like a large, loyal beast that would brutally tear its enemies apart but would always hide its claws and fangs in front of its master.

He gently gathered Elvis's clothes.

Elvis's expression was cold, as if he hadn't wavered in the slightest. His voice was hoarse and frosted: "Kneel down."

The tall Zerg on his body stood up and knelt on the ground without any hesitation.

Elvis sat up, slowly straightened his slightly messy collar, and buttoned his clothes one by one.

The movements were graceful, and the intricate dark patterns on the cuffs were faintly visible in the soft light emitted by the night pearls.

After making sure his collar was properly adjusted, he lowered his chin slightly. Though the corners of his eyes were clearly red, his arrogance and pride made everything around him seem so humble and insignificant.

The bony fingers pressed against Boyce's chest and moved slowly upwards along the strong muscle lines, as if inadvertently crushing the rolling Adam's apple and lifting Boyce's jaw.

Elvis lowered his eyes and looked into the pair of dark blue vertical pupils.

"Ivis..." Boyce looked pious, his pupils full of obsession.

"Take care of yourself first." Elvis raised his eyebrows slightly, sat down under Boyce's reluctant gaze, and naturally stepped on a tentacle that had at some point coiled around his other cold white ankle.

Boyce's expression calmed down a bit, and he did not hesitate to pull apart the tentacle, which looked moist but had a dry surface with fine cracks.

He grasped the tentacle roughly, but carefully, without hurting Elvis at all.

"Alright." Seeing that he was still not satisfied after tearing the tentacles apart and wanted to crush them, even though Elvis knew that this guy was like a mad dog and sometimes had no rationality at all, his eyebrows jumped and he stopped him.

"Ivis..." Boyce's voice was hoarse and difficult, but his stumbling voice was full of obscure emotions.

Seeing that his dark blue eyes were still obsessed, and even had a trace of imperceptible grievance, Elvis's anger gradually subsided. He snorted and leaned back lazily.

Sure enough, even though there was nothing behind him, he did not fall down.

Although he was wearing clothes, the rough tentacles still softened the surface and held him firmly.

Elvis's slender, straight calves exerted a little force, and his toes touched the chest of the kneeling Boyce. "I need to rest. Why are you kneeling there like an idiot?"

He spoke in an impatient tone, but Boyce's pupils shrank slightly as if he had heard an imperial decree, and shallow cracks spread strangely on his tough face.

Elvis's eyebrows slightly raised, and he thought of something, and put a little force on the sole of his foot: "What are you doing? If you turn back into your original form, get out of here."

The monster under the crack was squirming impatiently, but it didn't dare to disobey Elvis' words. It shrank back with difficulty, and the crack slowly disappeared.

Elvis's expression brightened a little. He gave Boyce a light kick and said, "Hurry up!"

Boyce held Elvis's white ankle, slowly took off his leather shoes, and placed them neatly beside the bed.

Then he took off the white socks on Elvis's feet, revealing the jade-white skin with blue veins underneath.

He pulled the soft and clean brocade cushion next to him and placed it under Elvis' feet. Then Boyce stood up, bent down, unbuttoned Elvis's neat shirt, took off his clothes, unbuttoned his suit pants, and pulled down the zipper.

The exposed body is naturally extremely beautiful.

Broad shoulders, a slim waist, and a full chest. Muscles flow smoothly, and abdominal muscles are clearly defined and neatly arranged. A beautiful mermaid line snakes into the depths, and long, slender legs are straight and powerful.

With her beautiful feet resting on the tall Zerg's shoulders, Ives looked down at him condescendingly: "I'm tired and don't want to move."

Upon hearing this, Boyce stood up without hesitation and picked up Elvis. His movements were careful and gentle, as if he were holding a rare and priceless treasure. He walked to the white jade bathtub in the side hall and gently placed Elvis in.

Afraid that Elvis would choke on the water, several tentacles gently embraced Elvis's body.

After taking off his clothes, Boyce stepped into the bathtub and washed Elvis gently.

Elvis lazily relaxed his body, leaning against Boyce's arms, and did not forget to warn him nonchalantly: "You'd better be good and control your body."

As he spoke, he curled the corners of his lips and glanced meaningfully at the busy tentacles.

"You'll be obedient, right? Boyce?" Elvis's slender white fingers gently pulled Boyce's black hair. He didn't use any force, but Boyce came over obediently.

"I...will be obedient..." Although his voice was hoarse, Boyce still managed to speak.

Elvis closed his eyes in satisfaction. His golden hair, steamed by the water vapor, clung to his cheeks, only to be carefully brushed away by Boyce.

The hollow cracks on the man's muscular light brown body continued to increase and expand, and the dark golden metallic limbs and ugly wriggling tentacles lurking in the darkness could be vaguely seen.

The body was crumbling, but it was never torn apart by the strange and terrifying monster below. It even struggled to heal the moment he stepped out of the water holding Elvis.

Looking at Elvis who had already fallen asleep in bed, Boyce lay down gently. He relaxed his body, took the sleeping Elvis into his arms, and curled the corners of his lips in pleasure.

But the wriggling and twisting tentacles couldn't help themselves after all, and rolled up the clothes that Elvis had taken off on the cushion and quietly put them in a space where no one could see them.

Chapter 2

As the night deepened, the whole of Gedsens fell into silence.

All Zerg moved with a quiet demeanor. The massive bodies guarding the shadows of the vast, snow-white palace silently huddled in corners, but the faint light that shone through the darkness was sharp and alert. The pillars of crystal stone lining the street gradually faded in color, approaching zero.

The hall was dim, and the soft light of the night pearl was hidden under the fine and dense layered lampshades.

Boyce lay beside Elvis, and the warm body in his arms made him reluctant to move.

He lay there quietly, his simulated breathing and heartbeat could not cover up the emptiness of his body, but he was still restless.

Boyce forced his surging limbs to curl up under his body and closed his eyes.

The tentacles silently captured the sweet pheromones of the insect mother in the air, greedily swallowing and chasing them, until all the floating pheromones were carefully captured and tasted by the unrestrained monster, and the strange monster calmed down with satisfaction.

In front of the white jade bed, the wriggling tentacles contentedly rolled up the clothes taken out from the darkness and slowly curled up at the foot of the bed.

The entire planet seemed to gradually quiet down as the Insect Queen fell asleep, but in every dark corner, above this brilliant pearl, low hissing sounds that were inaudible to human ears rose and fell, excited and ready to move.

——Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The Zerg Queen will transform in her sleep and grow gorgeous wings. Her mental power, which is strong enough to connect all the Zergs, will cross the endless starry sky and condense the scattered Zergs into a powerful will.

That is the will of the Worm Mother.

It is the wish of countless Zerg.

The delicate Zerg Queen, who is incompatible with the powerful Zerg, will sit high on the top of the pyramid...

Forever and ever.

In the pure white and luxurious palace, golden spiritual power and sweet pheromones intertwined, slowly spreading with Elvis as the center.

Normally, the barrier formed by Boyce's pheromones firmly locks the entire space, and the greedy monster will not let any breath of the insect mother leak to the disgusting insects outside who want to fill the insect mother with dirty eggs.

Only mental power is the greatest tolerance of a monster with a strong possessiveness.

But tonight, the paranoid and cold monster is surrounded by sweet pheromones.

The sharp tentacles drooped softly under the swarm of sweet pheromones, and the mental power spread and wrapped around Elvis without resistance, greedily wanting to stick to every inch of skin through the thin clothes.

Boyce opened his eyes, his dark blue pupils became dilated, and gradually his entire eyes turned dark blue.

Then the color gradually darkened, the scattered dark colors expanded, the blue in the eye sockets disappeared, and only the deep ink color became increasingly darker.

He lost control.

Instinct and love intertwined, controlling all his actions.

The pheromone barrier disappeared unwillingly, and his instinct told him that this was the critical moment for the Zerg Queen to connect with the entire Zerg race, and he must avoid it.

Unhindered, the pheromones drifted out of the palace, spreading across every street in Gedsens on the cool night breeze. Following closely behind, the golden threads of mental power were even more targeted, accurately and directly plunging into the mental sea of ​​every Zerg.

Then, the golden thread was not confined to Gedsens like pheromones, but leaped up, shining brightly among the stars in the sky, and sank into the deep and dark distance.

The Zerg on various planets throughout the universe have transformed into their original forms. Beneath their hideous and evil bodies are obedient mental strength and an irrepressible instinct for closeness.

Elvis's handsome face had his eyes tightly closed, his thick, light golden eyelashes trembled uneasily, and fine beads of sweat covered his snow-white forehead.

"Woo..." A faint whimper escaped from the throat, and the bony fingers tightly grasped the soft Jinxia fabric beneath him, with the fingertips slightly white.

There was a slight tingling and itchiness on my back, as if something was trying to break through my skin and sway to show its presence.

"Ives..."

Boyce's mind was in a turmoil. His promise to Elvis had been suppressed by the surging obsession in the deep sea. He unconsciously made a hoarse and hideous sound.

The tearing lines climbed and extended to every corner of the body. First, the tentacles as thick as the little finger