Do you not like the human form of the insect queen?
Without an interpreter, Alyssa could only understand a few words. The Zerg seemed to be talking about her feet. Losing her balance, she felt her ankle being clamped by the Zerg's cold, hard hands.
Ever since she accepted her identity as the Insect Queen, she had never been treated rudely again - no, it should be said that even when she was a skinny horse on the Ancient Blue Star, she had never been offended by the opposite sex in this way.
The surroundings seemed to rapidly fade away, leaving only the ferocious Zerg before her like a demon. Alyssa's heartbeat skipped a beat. The heartbeats of all the Zerg, anchored by her mental world, synchronized with the Mother Zerg's. They turned in astonishment, looking towards the small garden.
"Let go of Your Majesty!"
Unexpectedly, the first to appear was Seville, whose spiritual anchor hadn't been incorporated. He was just trying to find a chance to spend some private time with Her Majesty Alyssa, so he snuck out of the banquet and unexpectedly witnessed the Black Beetles attacking Her Majesty Alyssa!
At that moment, he had no time to think, and before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the black shadow like a cannonball.
Drake Black Armor, who is two meters and two meters tall, with his entire upper body covered with black shell, has fought with interstellar beasts in the universe for several years, and relied on his military merits to climb to the command position of the Third Legion. How could he be shaken by Sevier's attack? He imprisoned the insect mother in his arms with one hand, and with the other hand, he just swung, and Sevier was knocked away.
Sevier somersaulted in the air and turned around. A pair of large, glittering wings popped out from behind him like airbags. A blanket of scales exploded in the air, and as Sevier's wings flapped, he swooped down on Drake.
The surrounding environment is distorted. This is the attack method of the Colored Butterfly, using scale powder to change the environment and confuse the opponent. If in a closed room with the cooperation of teammates, this move will be more effective.
Seville wrapped himself in his wings, attempting to launch another attack using his body as a springboard. This played into Drake's hands. Breaking through the attack of a single phantasmagoric butterfly was too easy; a swift kill was all it took. If Drake hadn't been mindful of the insect queen in his arms, Seville would have been a corpse the moment he raised his hand.
Just as Drake adjusted the angle of his gauntlets, preparing to slice Seville in half vertically, his years of combat instincts gave him an unprecedented warning. He immediately retracted his gauntlets and leaned sideways. A pair of sharp, forked claws suddenly closed in on where he had been standing! The sound of the claws rubbing against the air and the humming sound of the claws rubbing against each other left Drake with no doubt that if he hadn't dodged, he would have been the one cut in half!
But more importantly - Drake looked down at his empty left hand, his pupils shrank into a small dot - just as he turned sideways, the spider internal affairs officer snatched the insect mother from his hand with spider silk!
More spider silk sprayed from all directions, blocking Drake's movement; the scales of the phantom butterfly seemed to affect his sense of direction, and he once again narrowly avoided the guillotine-like claws of the Ryan Guards. Then, a huge mantis's catching claws dropped from the sky -
“Don’t kill him!!!”
With a roar from Gabriel, Vio abandoned his grip and simply grabbed Drake by the neck, pinning him to the ground. Ryan quickly pressed forward, the immense weight of the prototype and the paralysis caused by the toxins in the spider silk finally rendering Drake unable to fight back.
Gabriel looked at the insect queen in his arms. She had already entered a state of intense stress, stimulated by the shock and the inevitable release of violent pheromones during battle. Alyssa curled up, trembling violently, her once fair skin flushed in patches from the increased body temperature caused by the stress response. At this moment, she looked like a helpless chick whose nest had been overturned by a rainstorm, and whose down had not yet grown.
Gabrielle hated Drake so much she wanted to tear him into pieces. But she knew that even if this most unruly commander of the Third Legion died, he couldn't die while on a pilgrimage to Saint Hobel's Palace. He had to be tried by the Supreme Court, and his crimes declared to the Third Legion before he died!
"Ryan! Clear the area!"
Ryan raised his head and let out a low, guttural roar, shaking the crystal chandeliers in the banquet hall. Ghostly Zergmies' guards quickly secured every entrance and exit to the banquet hall and the path leading to the small garden. A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of Tygworlock, who sat at the head of the banquet hall. The First Legion's army-bugs who were able to attend the banquet immediately crushed all the Third Legion's army-bug uniforms to the ground.
Gabriel grabbed Ryan's military cloak and tightly wrapped the trembling Worm Mother. Drake could only immobilize himself, but he could still make sounds. He gasped, looking frantic. "What's wrong with the Worm Mother's foot? Such an obvious physical disability, are you, the Saint Joseph's Palace, going to hide it from the public? Humans have abused our Worm Mother, shaping her into what they like, and are you, the Saint Joseph's Palace, going to whitewash it? The Worm Mother is just a tool used by your high-ranking families to maintain their power!"
"Shouldn't you avenge the Insect Queen and massacre humanity... Ugh!"
Drake's mouth was blocked by the corrosive spider silk sprayed by Gabriel, but his crazy words had been heard by Alyssa, who wanted to bury herself in Gabriel's neck, through the interpreter in Gabriel's ear.
Feeling the stiffness of the Worm Mother in his arms, Gabriel's eight eyes shone brightly, "Take Drake Black Armor to the water dungeon and await the decision of the Court of Decision!"
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Alyssa fell into a high fever convulsion due to stress reaction. After two injections of antipyretic injections, the fever subsided, but Alyssa still did not feel at ease. She closed her eyes, her little face was pale, her delicate brows were furrowed, and sweat kept oozing from her body. It was obvious that she was having a nightmare.
She dreamed that she was playing outside the Four Arts Hall when suddenly many black beetles emerged from the ground. She was a little scared, but she knew the bugs wouldn't hurt her, so she bravely stayed where she was.
Unexpectedly, the black ground beetles became more and more numerous, densely packed. They climbed up behind her feet and spread their dark claws. "These feet are made according to human preferences... They are disabled... They can't be left here!"
Alyssa screamed and ran back to the Four Arts Hall, bolting the door heavily.
Alyssa shook her head: “No…no…don’t cut my feet…”
"Her Majesty Alyssa!"
"Two more units of tranquilizer!"
"Sevier! Come on! Pheromone Soothing!"
It was an extremely restless night at the Palace of San Jose.
When Alyssa opened her eyes again, she saw Gabriel, who had been waiting by her bedside for her to wake up, wearing a pure black housekeeper uniform and with eight blood-red eyes. Her first reaction was to cover her head with the quilt.
Gabrielle's heart was bleeding. She tried hard to keep her expression from being too ferocious and said to Seville, "Seville, come here."
A month's worth of hard work was wiped out overnight, and the Worm Queen returned to the snail-like state she had been in when she was first recovered. Seville released soothing pheromones while holding onto Alyssa's hand outside the blanket and caressing her face. "Your Majesty, do not be afraid. I am Seville."
Alyssa felt two eyes, a nose, and a mouth.
She quickly grasped the situation and flung back the covers. Her sparkling eyes glanced first at Seville, then at Gabriel, who was lying beside the bed. She was covering her face with her hands, her two limbs tucked behind her back.
Alyssa's tears streamed down her face. She ignored her unsteady feet and leaped off the bed in two steps, throwing herself into Gabriel's arms as the other Zerg opened their arms to support her.
“Mammy! I’m sorry!” Alyssa cried, “Li’er… Alyssa is not afraid of you! I dreamed… I dreamed of a lot of bugs, lots and lots of black bugs, and they wanted to chop off my feet!”
The strong emotions of insects whose spiritual anchors were absorbed into the spiritual world by the Worm Mother could be sensed by her. Alyssa knew that her first reaction of avoiding him had hurt Gabriel's heart.
"Your Highness, I know. I know everything. It's not your fault." Gabriel held Alyssa tightly, his appendage gently supporting her foot. The deformed toe bones there had only just begun to unfold to the flatness of a normal human toe, and Alyssa's violent movements just now threatened to injure her foot, which had only just begun to heal.
Alyssa felt Gabriel's gentle movements. Her nightmare was caused by these feet: "Mammy, you didn't unbind my feet to help me grow taller, right? You all think these feet are disabled, right? You actually don't like humans, right? You don't like weak insects, you don't like insect mothers with human appearance, and you don't like me who has bound feet according to human preferences, right? You, you need insect mothers, but you think I'm sick, so you coax me and wait for me to give birth to the next insect mother as soon as possible -"
"No! Your Majesty Alyssa!" Every "Is that right?" from Alyssa was like a sledgehammer hitting Gabriel's heart. Her heart was about to break into pieces. She had ten thousand denials but could not organize the right sentences to express her meaning.
Because she undeniably held the belief that the lineage of the Worm Mother could not be broken. Initially, she had invested so much affection in Alyssa because of her Worm Mother identity. But over a month later, she had long been captivated by the pure and kind Alyssa. But could Alyssa and her Worm Mother identity be discussed separately?
A hand was inserted between Alyssa and Gabriel. The two excited insects were attracted by the hand.
Sewell opened his hand in front of Alyssa, his knuckles slender and his flesh well balanced. His nails were neatly trimmed, with pinkish-white crescents at the base of his nails.
"Your Highness, look at my hand. Isn't it exactly like a human's hand?" He pulled Gabriel's hand over, took off her glove, and spread her hand in front of Alyssa. "This is Lady Gabriel's hand. Her hand is exactly like a human's hand."
"Why would spiders need human hands? If the Zerg form is already sufficient for our survival, why would we, the Zerg, need to evolve humanoid mimicry?"
"It's because we, the Zerg, know that humanoid mimicry is very convenient for using tools. Our race has unanimously chosen to evolve in a form closer to that of humans."
"We don't hate humans. And we certainly don't hate our Zerg Queen just because you have human form. You are the leader who guides the direction of Zerg evolution."
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