Zerg Glory

What can you do when God closes a door and locks the windows for you?

What can you do when you, as the most despicable D-rank female of Zerg, are abandoned by the empire, and you are tortured and humiliated until you die?

When you drifted with the tide and gave up the hope of life, there was a godlike boy who came to your side, smiled and stretched out his hand, pulling you up from the quagmire.At this time, when you look back, the cage that once imprisoned you collapsed in an instant, and the warm sunshine that you had never felt shone on your body...

I come from the darkness, drown in the abyss, and enjoy the despair and wailing of the enemy, but what I pursue all my life is that warm and dazzling lavender back.

——The memoirs of Hughes, the five-star general of the empire

An Mixiu looked at Hughes' appearance at the moment, a dark purple edge glided through Gujing Wubo's dark black pupils, and soon disappeared.He leaned his entire body against the damaged bulkhead of the spaceship behind him, sat cross-legged, with his chin propped up on one hand, eagerly waiting for the massacre to begin.

Yes, massacre, with An Mixiu's cultivation base and Taoism, it is natural to see how strong Hughes is now.This is Hughes' first battle after becoming an S rank, and it will surely be the battle that will build his reputation.The Zergs on Daolin Feidi, except for a few D-class like Hughes who have no ability to be bullied, are all criminals exiled by the empire with countless blood on their hands. They are not protected by law, even if they destroy this The empire will not manage the planet, let alone sanction it.Therefore, this is also one of the reasons why the females of Daolin Feidi star dare to act recklessly.For the Zerg race known as the "battle race", the capable and powerful female insects will be admired by the higher-ups of the empire, and finally become a member of the huge machinery of the empire after passing the test.

"After this battle is over, your deeds will spread throughout the empire. You will become famous, you will be crowned with titles, and you will enjoy supreme glory; at the same time, a butcher will bear the burden of ordinary people all his life. The fearful sight, the pointing voice, have you thought about it?" An Mixiu reminded Hughes.

"My lord, my glory belongs to you forever, and what is the advice of other Zergs? I have been bearing it since I was born." Hughes sneered, raised the rusty long knife in his hand, and Under the shining of the setting sun, like Shura wielding a bloody long knife, he came to harvest the lives of the world.

The long knife kept swinging and falling, each time taking away a fresh life.The rust spots on the knife surface were also soaked in blood, shining red light. "Don't, don't! Let me go, Si, Si, you're crazy." The weapon in the hand of a female who had bullied Hughes was cut off, she sat powerlessly on the ground, and crawled back tremblingly. , Where the body passed by, there were all broken corpses.Hughes stopped as he wished, and the female groped backwards with both hands, and touched something hard. There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes, and he suddenly pulled up and chopped at Hughes' head. With a "click", it broke. It was the arm of the female insect.He looked incredulously at the broken arm on the ground, it was his.And what was held in that hand was the transformed wing bone of another female insect.Then, Hughes' long knife pierced his head through the eye sockets, and the eyeballs were squeezed and broken by the blunt rust, and rolled to the ground, mixed with the flesh and mud on the ground, and could not be found again.Before the female died, she thought: After the female was armed for the second time, was the hardest wing bone also cut off?No wonder……

The setting sun is like blood, and the setting sun illuminates half of the sky in fiery red. The red in the sky and the red on the ground complement each other, regardless of each other.Hughes stood on the high pile of corpses and looked down. There was still hot blood sprayed on his face, and the blood on his eyelids had already solidified. With his immobile thigh, he walked towards An Mixiu step by step.The surviving females looked at him in horror all around, and kept backing away.Knowing that Hughes must have no strength at this moment, no one dared to rush forward.Because countless times before, when they thought he was exhausted, Hughes used the long knife to pierce the heart or head of the female attacking him, like a Shura ghost crawling out of hell, so terrifying.

An Mixiu looked at the figure approaching him from a distance, even though he was promoted to S rank, but after such a long time of fighting, and no combat experience, only strength and willpower have supported him until now. After all, he exhausted his strength.He opened his mouth and sighed softly: "I'm very satisfied, now, I can rest."

An Mixiu's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Hearing this, Hughes showed a relieved smile and fell down.

Seeing Hughes finally collapsed from exhaustion, the females dominated by fear rekindled hope. A female who was about to go crazy raised a machine/gun assembled from discarded parts and blasted at Hughes , burst into tears while laughing, "I want to kill you, kill you demon."

The smoke and dust dissipated, but the insects did not see the battered corpse they were longing to see. A silver protective cover shone with a faint halo, firmly protecting him. "It's you?" They looked at An Mixiu who broke their hope with natural resentment.With that kind of hostile gaze, An Mixiu felt that if they had the ability, they would definitely rush up and chop up Hughes first, and then tear themselves apart. "It's not me..." He stretched out his hands, looking innocently at the group of red-eyed females.But none of the females believed him. Except for An Mixiu, who else in this Lin Feidi star would help Hughes. If he wanted to help Hughes, he should have done it long ago when Hughes was beaten half to death.

In the quiet atmosphere, An Mixiu looked at the wall in the southwest corner, "Don't hide, come out quickly, you actually asked me to take the blame for you." All the insects followed An Mixiu's gaze, and there was nothing The low wall is so low that even a cub can't hide, so how can there be insects.Being tricked by that wicked little male, all the females sounded the alarm in their hearts, and they quickly turned their heads and stared at An Mixiu to prevent him from escaping.

"Oh, how can you say that you are a scapegoat? I saved your subordinate. Since you didn't stop me, you just acquiesced in what I did, didn't you?" At this moment, an abrupt voice came from the wall in the southwest corner. The voice came from the direction of the man, the voice was ethereal and erratic, and it was hard to tell whether it was a ghost or the wall talking.

At this time, the sun had completely set, and a gust of cold wind happened to blow by. The female insects who only believed in science and admired force shivered coldly.

Looking for the reputation, I saw that the air in front of the low wall bulged rapidly visible to the naked eye, and continued to expand until it spread to a radius of about five meters from the surrounding area.When all the worms were stunned by this vision, a handsome silver-haired S-class female worm with no emotion in her eyes suddenly appeared in the sight of the worms. The feeling of coming out of the pile of dead people after years of time, It was even more chilling than Hughes just now.An older female suddenly let go of her weapon and sat down. He pointed at the female tremblingly, "Teflon, the silver wolf!"

Whether it appeared suddenly or has been hiding here, they have no way of knowing, but no matter what kind, it is definitely not a force they can bear.That feeling, that hair color, is absolutely unmistakable. Daolin is not in the restricted area of ​​Di Xing, the master of the restricted area that all thugs and criminals dare not touch-Teflon, the silver wolf.When all the worms thought he was an accomplice of Hughes and gave up resistance in despair, Teflon turned around and knelt down on one knee facing the raised air in front of the low wall, with the other leg straight up.

Then, a thin and sickly white hand pushed through the air, and then, a pair of polished black leather shoes stepped on the bend of the female's legs, and she walked down slowly step by step.