Chapter 34 This is the first time she has been in a conscious state while bound by the contract...
Inside the insect nest.
Fiedlock and Savile found the treasure that had brought the king to his presence, but when they returned, they found only an empty living room.
Fiedlock blinked blankly:
Wang, are you going to that human school again?
Saville immediately scanned the living room, his gaze finally settling on a replica of the king's spirit on the throne.
He froze on the spot, afraid to move, his insect body trembling slightly uncontrollably.
Why did you leave behind a copy of the spirit body, King?
She's right here, she can summon them at any time.
He clearly listed all the possibilities and then eliminated them one by one.
In the end, only one possibility remained.
At that moment, Fiedlock followed his gaze and also saw the existence of the cloned spirit.
His body stiffened, but he still resolutely activated the spiritual entity:
What if the king is giving them new orders?
What if the king has found another treasure he desires?
Both Fedorok and Saville heard the words left by the King in his spiritual form.
They stood frozen in place, overwhelmed by a wave of desperate chaos.
Fiedlock reached out and touched the uneasy insect core, sensing the king's aura within the hive, and it took him a long time to react:
The king grew tired of their company.
The king wanted to travel to other planets to explore.
The king commanded them not to follow him or search for him.
The king commanded them not to destroy anything around them.
He suddenly raised his head, his dark purple pupils gradually turning deep purple:
The king has left.
The black energy around him instantly spread out infinitely, filling the entire insect hive, and then surged towards the horizon of Anfiso.
Fiedlock is a wild beast tamed by Ai Ying.
When she is around, he will obediently follow her lead and commands.
But when she left, nothing could hold him back anymore.
Now, only one thought remained in his insect brain: to find the king!
He exists because of the king.
He cannot lose the king.
Compared to Fedorok's madness, Savile's was an extreme form of restraint and repression.
He tightly controlled the energy link within his insect core, suppressing the urge to destroy his body due to the pain:
Your Majesty, you don't want him anymore.
No, the king is only leaving temporarily!
He needs to behave.
He must obey the king.
He has no favorites of the king, and he cannot disobey the king's orders!
Just as Fiedlock was about to tear through space to find and follow the King, Saville’s invisible energy link suddenly gripped his wrist.
Savile's deep blue eyes were filled with suppressed pain.
But he remained painfully lucid.
“You mustn’t go to the king,” he said hoarsely. “It’s the king’s order.”
Fiedlock stared coldly at Savile with emotionless eyes, as if calculating how long it would take to kill him and whether it would delay his search for the king.
He tilted his head slightly, and the black energy around him gradually condensed into the shape of a sharp blade.
Saville showed no sign of loosening the energy link that bound Fiedlock. He stood rooted to the spot, each word he uttered feeling like a knife cutting into his own insect core.
"Your Majesty, you command us to stay."
"The king likes obedient insects."
"We must be good."
Only then could the king show them a gentle smile.
Fiedlock's body trembled violently. The word "obedient" was like an invisible rope, binding him to the spot for a moment.
But it only lasted for a moment.
His dark energy corroded the invisible link that controlled Saviel, his voice cold and resolute:
“The king is still in his early stages and could be in danger at any time.”
"I'm going to protect the king."
Even if the king, disgusted by his actions, kills him or devours him, it doesn't matter.
He must ensure the king's safety.
He would rather die under the king's command than wait here in despair, doing nothing.
Saville forced himself to stay awake, looking at Fedorok in front of him, his eyes filled with deep, suppressed emotions:
“If the king encounters danger, he will naturally call for us.”
"Did you disobey the king's orders out of concern for him, or because of your own selfish motives?"
He looked at the insect in front of him, which did nothing but receive the king's favor. The energy that had been trapping Fiedlock suddenly tightened, and then abruptly released.
Savile knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and remained motionless, like a sculpture that had stood for a century.
He will wait for the king here, as ordered by the king.
Until the day the king returns.
Anyway, he has been waiting for three hundred years and has long been used to waiting.
Fiedlock's dark purple pupils trembled incessantly, yet he remained motionless for a long time.
He cannot disregard the king's orders simply because of the king's favoritism.
Insects that disobey the king's orders should not live in this world.
He should have killed himself the moment he stepped out of the hive.
He killed himself for disobeying the king's orders.
He lowered his head, and the boundless black energy in the sky gradually dissipated.
The once unbridled, ruthless, and terrifying Fedorock is now tightly bound by an invisible rope.
Even when his master wasn't there, he finally learned to wait patiently.
Even he himself didn't know when the wait would end.
The two insects, one standing and one kneeling, remained motionless in place, letting time pass by.
The insect nest was deathly silent.
All irrelevant people have been cleared from the gates of the Joint Military Academy.
The entire planet Anfiso was silent; no one made a sound.
Alex and many teachers stood at the gate, while the rest of the students lined up according to their respective sections, all waiting solemnly.
Even though they didn't know when Isaiah would arrive, they remained cautious and dared not be negligent.
However, after waiting for a long time, they did not see Isaiah, but instead encountered a terrifying and oppressive black energy.
This black energy seemed boundless, spreading rapidly across the sky from the center of the Joint Military Academy, turning the sky pitch black.
Alex's face turned deathly pale the instant he sensed the black energy:
Danger!
This is the energy behind Ai Ying!
He mustered all his mental strength to barely resist the threat posed by the energy.
Alex gritted his teeth: Why did he feel that this energy was even more oppressive than the pressure emanating from the Zerg lord Isaiah?
What exactly is he?!
The teachers behind him could only struggle to resist; some students were already pale and on the verge of fainting from the pressure.
Just as everyone was ready to fight and make sacrifices, the black energy suddenly dissipated.
The simulated sunlight once again shone brightly upon the earth.
Everyone gasped for breath, as if they had escaped death.
What exactly happened just now?
The students' eyes showed a hint of panic.
Alex glanced at the building where Ai Ying was temporarily staying, and then sensed the completely dissipated black energy. He had already made up his mind.
He looked ahead, his voice serious:
"It was just an accident, don't worry."
"Everyone, stand still."
"Waiting for the arrival of Isaiah, the Zerg lord."
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Ai Ying was startled when she saw the queen insect fall into the pool behind her.
She hadn't expected that she would encounter another unfamiliar insect as soon as she left the sight of the two lord insects.
She immediately calmed her mental energy and breath, holding her breath as she carefully observed.
The insect not far away seemed to have run out of strength, and the hurricane it had just released had completely subsided. It could only fall into the pool and was unable to move.
wrong……
Ai Ying seemed to see something, and froze on the spot.
The insect wasn't lacking the energy to unleash the hurricane it had just created; rather, it chose to use all its energy to harm itself.
Invisible wind blades ripped at every inch of his skin, and in just a few seconds, his entire body was covered in wounds.
His blood soon turned the entire pool a light gray.
His amber eyes stared blankly ahead, as if he were completely oblivious to the pain he was experiencing.
But anyone could see the pain in his eyes, as if he were silently wailing.
He placed one hand over the insect core, his five fingers suddenly tightening, his movements fierce as he tried to rip the core out of his body.
It was as if only such extreme pain could bring him a brief moment of peace.
Ai Ying held her breath; she knew now was the best time for her to leave.
To break away from the Zerg, you must avoid contact with any Zerg again.
As long as there is no contact, she will not be exposed and will be able to live safely.
But……
Ai Ying felt the air filled with pain in the wind, but she did not turn around and leave for a long time.
As a Gu Master, she could clearly sense that the insect in front of her was so badly injured that it was on the verge of death.
But he continued to hurt himself.
It seemed that only by killing himself could he end his continuous suffering.
She could almost hear the wailing of his soul.
I heard his body and soul calling out to that unknown being:
king.
Ai Ying suddenly closed her eyes, unable to bear watching any longer:
She had always known the danger posed by the Zerg, and that they might discover her false king identity at any moment and kill her.
What she learned at the Joint Military Academy was how ferocious and terrifying the Zerg were.
The Zerg lords they encountered were all incredibly dangerous, showing no signs of the weakness and impending demise that had been rumored.
This instilled a deep fear in her, making her cautiously disguise herself in front of these insects, afraid to take a single wrong step.
She also knew that the Zerg needed the comfort of the Queen, and that without the Queen, the Zerg would eventually perish.
But she didn't know that insects without their mother's comfort would be like this.
Did Fedorock and Savile, in the time she couldn't see, also destroy themselves in this way?
Ai Ying stood there, her clenched hands trembling slightly.
She could feel the insect's life slipping away.
He won't make it through today.
Whether he was aware of her presence or not, it didn't matter; he would no longer have the ability to reveal her whereabouts.
She can leave safely if she wants to.
Once she leaves, she will have a safe and stable life, and will never have to worry about death at any time again.
Hearing the broken groans of the insects in the pond, suppressed by pain, Ai Ying, who should have retreated, instead moved forward.
She can't do it.
She had seen these insects at their most obedient and docile.
I've seen how they were willing to sacrifice themselves to present all the treasures to her.
She couldn't bear to watch them die without doing anything.
If she can form a contract with this insect, she can reverse his current situation and allow him to live.
Ai Ying looked at the insects in front of her, their scaly tails throbbing in pain in the pool, and her gaze hardened:
This insect has not yet fully evolved into human form; it should only be a higher-level insectoid.
In the training grounds, she successfully formed a contract with the higher Zerg.
Moreover, the insect in front of her was so badly injured that it had no chance of resisting her Gu technique.
Her chances of success are very high.
Ai Ying took a deep breath and walked forward step by step.
Isaiah had no idea where he had arrived.
He was immersed in the icy pool of water, and the energy emanating from his body caused the pool to heat up and boil.
He felt the excruciating pain in the worm's brain, yet he only wished it could hurt even more, even more.
In this way, he could suppress the unease and despair that had followed him for the past three hundred years, and forget the painful three hundred years without a king.
That would make him forget that he had never seen the king from birth to death.
In his folded space, there were two bottles of Plant Elixir, refined from the Thousand Plant Clan, capable of healing injuries to all species.
Just one bottle of Wan Zhi Liquid could temporarily alleviate the injury to his insect brain and give him the chance to hold on until he reached the Cold Pool.
But he didn't even glance at the folded space.
That was a gift he prepared for the king.
He would rather die than touch it.
Isaiah, in endless despair and pain, guarded the treasure that could slow the damage to his brain, awaiting his final death.
When he sensed footsteps approaching from a distance, his gaze was vacant, yet carried a hidden danger.
A dying insect is the most terrifying creature.
Because they are willing to kill the species that covet their insect cores at all costs.
Their insect cores will only find their place in the king's hands.
Isaiah has now lost his sight, and only his hearing remains faintly.
He listened to the approaching footsteps, a blood-tinged smile playing on his lips.
The wind blades raging around him could turn into weapons that destroy everything around them at any moment.
Just as he was about to use his last bit of energy to destroy what lay before him, he suddenly felt a soothing breeze.
His movements suddenly froze on the spot:
What's this?
Isaiah opened his eyes wide, trying to see what was in front of him, but he could see nothing but emptiness.
He stood frozen in place, reaching out to touch what lay before him, yet he dared not move.
He feared that if he made a move, the scene before him would vanish.
Ai Ying bent down and looked at the amber pupils in front of her, which were covered with cracks. Her fingertips involuntarily rose up.
Only when she got closer did she realize just how badly he was injured.
Every wound on his insect body was so deep it seemed to penetrate his entire body.
The scales on its tail were almost completely gone, leaving it dull and without any luster.
As Ai Ying watched this scene, her mental energy silently flowed through her outstretched fingertips.
At the same time, the Gu technique 'contract' spreads and extends along with the diffusion of spiritual power.
She closed the distance between herself and the insect in the pool, her bloodied fingertips resting on the insect's core, her forehead touching his.
She looked into those beautiful eyes, so close to hers, like shattered glass, and slowly closed her own. The Gu technique silently probed through their touching foreheads.
A gentle breeze blew their long hair together, the black and amber brown intertwined and lingering for a long time.
Ai Ying felt the insect brain riddled with holes in front of her, and her fingertips, which were pressed against its core, trembled slightly:
How much pain must he be in? With his brain damaged to this extent, how much pain must he be in?
Her Gu magic gently enveloped the insects before her, and a contract was gradually established. She soothed them, saying:
"Don't be afraid, don't resist."
Why would I be afraid? Why would I resist?
Isaiah felt the warmth of being soothed and baptized by the insect, and couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance.
He just wanted to stay immersed in this warmth forever.
Even if this is a fantasy before he dies, he will only die obediently, happily, and peacefully in this fantasy.
But after he closed his eyes tremblingly, what awaited him was not death, but rebirth.
His brain, corroded by the cold water, is gradually being repaired.
The numerous wounds on his body gradually healed.
All the dissipated energy slowly returned to his insect core.
On the skin in front of his insect core, a bright red mark suddenly took shape.
Ai Ying breathed a silent sigh of relief after seeing that the contract had been successfully signed.
Fortunately, she succeeded in her first real-world contract with the Zerg.
The insects in front of him were finally able to survive.
She sensed the severity of his injuries when they were in the contract with the insect in front of him.
Even though she made a contract with him, she could only barely heal the wounds in his insect brain. He would probably need some time to recover before he could return to his peak condition.
She released her forehead from the insect in front of her and withdrew the Gu magic surrounding him.
At this moment, Ai Ying suddenly discovered that her spiritual power, which had been dormant for a long time, was actually starting to grow rapidly.
Even without a mental energy monitoring device, she could feel that her mental energy had broken through the limitations of its original level and had been elevated to a higher level.
She felt that her mental strength had even reached level A, or even higher.
As she watched the insects gradually healing their wounds, she suddenly realized:
The fastest way to enhance mental strength and Gu techniques is actually to contract with Gu worms, which are the Zerg in interstellar space.
Yes, the fastest way for a Gu Master to improve their abilities is, of course, to refine Gu worms and then form a contract with them.
She placed too much emphasis on the spiritual power of the vessel carrying the Gu technique, thus neglecting the Gu technique itself.
Ai Ying suddenly remembered that the last time she felt a significant increase in her mental strength was after Bilia evolved into a higher insect race.
Her mental strength was able to increase because she evolved from the contracted insect.
Before that, her mental strength level probably wasn't even C.
Thinking of this, she blinked blankly:
But why is the increase in mental strength this time greater than the previous contract with Villa?
Even many times more.
Aren't he and Villa both higher insects?
At this moment, the insect in front of him opened its eyes.
The cracks in the amber pupils have almost completely healed, and the occasional tiny traces only make the eyes look even more dazzling and captivating.
Because of his earlier self-inflicted injury, a few strands of his long hair clung to his cheek, making his face appear even paler.
He looked up at her, bewildered and cautious.
Isaiah believed that all of this was a hallucination he had before his death.
He looked at the presence in front of him that gave him a sense of security he had never felt before, and carefully reached out his hand, wanting to touch her hair that was fluttering in the wind.
He wanted to touch the reality of his fantasy before he died.
Even if it can only be touched once.
A gentle touch, lightly gliding over his fingertips.
Isaiah's movements suddenly stopped, and his amber pupils widened instantly:
Is it not... a hallucination?
If this wasn't a hallucination he had before his death, then what existed before him...?
It can soothe his worm core, calm his anxiety, and heal his injuries...
yes--
"king."
Isaiah's voice was hoarse, and his face, which always carried a somewhat hypocritical smile, was now filled with the naivety and purity of a larva.
A single tear welled up from his amber eye, crystal clear.
He waited for three hundred years.
For three hundred years, he had called out to the king countless times in his fantasies, but there was never an answer.
This time, a hand gently patted his head.
Ai Ying looked at the fragile appearance of the insect in front of her, silently shedding tears. Instead of continuing to think about why the contracted insect's mental strength had increased so much this time, she patted its head reassuringly.
She looked at the insect, which had transformed back into a scaly creature with legs, and a faint hint of doubt flashed in her eyes:
This insect seems to be more powerful than any of the higher-level insects she has ever seen.
But soon, her attention was diverted to his pale and thin body.
Although the contract can repair the obvious injuries inside the contracted Gu worm, you can still see old scars on his body that have not yet fully healed.
She sat sideways on the ground, prepared to continue caring for the insect as it recovered from its injuries.
She looked at the insect in front of her, staring blankly at her, its eyes seemingly unwilling to blink. Although she tried to maintain the haughtiness befitting a queen, her voice unconsciously carried a hint of gentleness.
Are you feeling better?
This is the king's voice.
Isaiah's amber pupils suddenly contracted:
Such a gentle voice, so captivating that it would enchant any insect.
Wang Zai... cares about him!
Realizing this, Isaiah's eyes filled with a smile of complete surrender and gratitude.
The moment the king left his mark on him and acknowledged him, all his wounds had healed.
He is now even stronger than when he was first born from the egg.
Unlike other lord insects, he did not eagerly display his power in hopes of gaining the king's approval.
The king has already approved of him.
Isaiah felt the faintly burning mark in front of the worm's core; the worm's brain was clearer than ever before.
He was fully aware of the King's existence and fully aware of the ecstasy of the insect core.
He hid all his energy in his body and then carefully moved closer to the king.
He observed the king's expression with every step, and if the king showed the slightest resistance, he would retreat without hesitation and accept the king's punishment.
But no.
He probed little by little, trying to get more.
This is the 'common sense' he has learned from his interactions with other species over the past three hundred years.
Ai Ying looked at the insect in front of her, who was looking at her with dependence, and approached her nervously, afraid of upsetting her. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
He is ultimately an insect, and she still needs to be cautious.
Thinking of this, she gently raised her hand, wanting to create some distance between them.
Isaiah's movements suddenly froze.
He looked up at her with pitiful, pleading eyes, his eyes still wet with tears.
Like a frightened little insect, beautiful and fragile, yet still subconsciously dependent on her.
He would accept whatever she did.
Ai Ying lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the way he exposed all his weaknesses to her, and her heart softened.
All the insects she encountered appeared to be so powerful as to be indestructible.
With a mere gesture, they can destroy everything in front of them.
But……
Ai Ying looked at the insect in front of her:
She had seen him on the verge of death.
I have seen him covered in wounds, his blood staining the pool water.
This is a fragile insect that needs protection.
It was an insect she had never encountered before.
She sighed silently to herself, letting the insects in front of her continue moving.
Finally, the insect carefully rested its head on her lap, giving her a satisfied, happy, and dependent smile.
Ai Ying watched this scene, her fingertips twitching slightly:
This was the first insect she had contracted while she was conscious.
Her gaze softened:
Tell me your name.
The sound of the insects in front of me was as clear and beautiful as crystal:
Isaiah.
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Author's Note: Ai Ying: ? ? ? !!!
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