Zerg: I ​​am the real white moonlight in the Zerg

emperor star.

The silver moon did not pierce through the black fog as once said in the legend.

It only brings hope, but cruelly takes away hope from all the creatures it illuminates.

"The black fog seems to have become thicker?"

"No, that's not it," a male insect with a stronger mental power keenly discovered something: "The original ones have dissipated...something new has come!"

"Quick! Don't let your guard down! Put up the mental wall! Don't let them in!"

"There is only half of the Emperor Star left. The sub-females will be responsible for sneaking into the black fog to rescue, and the female insects will be responsible for defense and attack. We male insects cannot lose either. We must not let the wall break!"

The male insects climbed up from the ground exhausted. The male insects that were able to participate in this battle were probably blessed by the moonlight. Their spirits had unknowingly gathered towards the king insect.

The consciousness of the group has already begun to emerge, and what makes them so united is nothing else but something that is deeply rooted in their genes.

[That is the mark that the Insect God has engraved into the soul of the Zerg with the sharpest blade. It is a mark that is rooted in the genes of the Zerg and cannot be violated.]

However, even if Bai Meng can be regarded as the strongest king insect in history, this level of clustering is obviously limited, and... reversible.

At this time, the male insects could not help but complain: "God of Insects, will this ever end!!!"

"Well," a male insect asked doubtfully, "Do you feel that your mental power seems to have become stronger?"

"It seems... a little bit."

"Is it the effect of the moon? I was wondering why I feel like my spiritual power is endless and I can always squeeze some out if I squeeze it."

"So, the king is sharing his spiritual power with us?"

"It seems like this..."

"Why do you have to say 'as if' in every sentence?"

"Why else can't the silver moon dispel the black fog? Shouldn't it illuminate the dark forest like in the poem?"

"How should I know? The king must have his own ideas. We just need to follow his advice."

"In fact, I think the king wants us to become stronger together. Don't you think it's great to have your mental strength trained and flowing endlessly like this?"

"Indeed! Thank you, King, for your gift!"

“Who cares about that!” A male insect couldn’t help but frown. He patted his clothes and looked at the things outside the mental wall with some disgust. The things in the black fog were all revealed after the mental power passed through them. “How ugly! Can’t the king just kill them directly?”

"Didn't the king save us and protect us? Those female and sub-female insects are fine, but why let the male insects go to the battlefield?"

Ah... brother Meng, there seems to be a male insect with "very firm beliefs" here.

The next second, he received a warm greeting from his own kind. Brothers, come on, beat him up!

"You've got the ability to come up here? And you still dare to smack me! Are you a giant baby? You're really embarrassing for the male insects."

"Why does this sound familiar?"

"Indeed, I think I said the same thing the last time I was beaten."

"I think I said the same thing the last time I was beaten."

“It was the same last time before last…”

Busy Ava glanced at it, then commented coldly: "It seems that sometimes physical transformation is inevitable."

Peranbo nodded at the side, and his hand kept shooting silver-blue arrows, blasting heads with each arrow. "That's right, that's right. I said that these male insects should have some physical transformation. Beating is love and scolding is love, don't you understand? I'm doing this for their own good. The giant babies should not be spoiled."

Dennis's eyebrows jumped: "So you were the first to make a move?"

Peranbo felt that he was innocent. He motioned Dennis to look at the group of male insects that were still beating each other. "Look, they are quite energetic, aren't they? And I didn't hit the wrong insects. They were the ones who attacked the king first."

"Ugh."

Dennis sighed and stopped dwelling on the matter.

In fact, he also felt that he played pretty well.

"So why did that Excellency want to share his spiritual power with us instead of directly clearing the black fog to the greatest extent possible?"

Stinney, who brought the insects from the Leba family to the battlefield, quickly became familiar with the situation. Like most male insects, they had to maintain the stability of the mental wall and integrate the resources in the rear.

Even though he was worried about the safety of the female and male fathers, he still tried his best to do what he was supposed to do.

Except for Dennis Ava and Peranbo, who have already broken through to S-level, there are very few male insects below A-level that can materialize their mental power to attack, let alone more B-level and C-level...

Although it has been confirmed that mental power is more harmful to those monsters, the current Zerg...

Alas, perhaps the current A-level male insects are not as good as the ancient C-level ones.

Dennis answered Stinney's questions while observing the black fog.

"The answer is simple, because the king's power is not enough."

It is impossible to cover the entire Zerg with light, nor can it ensure that it is powerful enough to rival the moon in Beelzebub's hand.

The Zerg Queen is still far outside the Zerg territory, but according to the plan, the Third Legion will penetrate the empire from the other side and reach the Imperial Star.

As for the Fourth and Fifth Legions... well... although Dennis cannot contact the outside of the Imperial Planet now, if there were no unplanned mistakes, they should have been facing the First and Second Legions by now.

They also took the demon god into account. After the complete control of the Zerg Queen, the authority was enough for Admiral Patern to be ranked among the gods. However, they still felt it was dangerous to let their Zerg Queen lead the demon god out of the Zerg to avoid greater casualties.

It is very dangerous. The Worm Queen has just returned and they can no longer afford to lose her.

And the one you are facing is a mastermind that may be more powerful than God... To be honest, every bug here, including Dennis, will have a headache.

"What do you mean?" Stini frowned: "Is there anything that the Excellency can't do?"

Hearing this, Dennis turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Stinny, do you also think that the king is omnipotent?"

Stinney nodded very honestly.

"The King Bug is faith, Dennis. The word faith itself is omnipotent."

Stinney pointed at the somewhat decadent male insects behind them. Their mental state could not compare to that of the female insects who were accustomed to fighting, nor could they compare to the gentle yet tough sub-females.

And those who were injured and have been healed, those who were transformed into insects and were controlled to slowly reverse their transformation after the moon came out, those whose spiritual seas were rioting but gradually calmed down under the moonlight, and those whose bodies were eaten and wailed but no longer bled...

"It's not just me who thinks so, they all think so."

Stinney didn't know whether it was a reminder or a warning: "The legend of the King Worm has been distorted and erased in time for too long. To them, the King Worm is an object that is engraved in their genes and must be obeyed. It is a silver moon that only appears in legends. Once it appears..."

"The hope of victory!"

Ah...so that's it.

At this moment Dennis finally understood why the young master was so eager and why he was so resistant before taking on the responsibility of the King Insect.

Is the responsibility of the King Insect so heavy?

Every extra second means the despair of trillions of insects within that second.

However, even in ancient times when the Insect God was still around, the king was the captain at the helm, but how could a huge ship run solely on the captain?

Isn't it right to make all insects stronger so that they can cross reefs and glaciers and deal with crises and difficulties even when the king is not around?

Your Excellency clearly said that the consciousness of the cluster is not only the consciousness of the king, but also the consciousness of the entire Zerg.

The king's responsibility is to guide this giant ship in the right direction, and this direction must also belong to the entire Zerg.

The consciousness of the cluster allows the Zerg to run towards the correct route, breaking through all obstacles and never deviating in the slightest.

But this huge ship seemed to have been stranded for too long, so long that all the crew members had forgotten how to sail and steer. They were just like newly hatched insects waiting for the king to feed them food and teach them how to set sail again.

But he was indeed a king who was extremely gentle and patient.

Dennis couldn't help feeling a little ridiculous.

Perambo was right about that word, giant baby.

The Zerg now is a giant baby.

The other two male insects frowned when they heard this conversation, but still said nothing.

Stini continued, "However, before the king actually appears, the current faith can only be described as empty and illusory."

"There must be at least one reason, Dennis, why the king doesn't try his best and instead lets us struggle like this."

“…Reasons?”

Dennis looked at the moon overhead, which was shining brighter and brighter, the silver shadow that was waving more and more vigorously, and... the black fog that was rushing in from afar, getting thicker and seemed to swallow up the moon.

"That's the reason, Stinney."

"Our enemies are more powerful than you think."

The Zerg have degenerated into giant babies, but they are always sharpening their claws and teeth, waiting to devour us all.

So, at least hold on a little longer until the king comes back.

The stronger you become, the more you can protect yourself and the more likely you are to survive.

This is not to intentionally make you struggle and resist, but a bigger opponent is hiding behind.

It is still unknown where the moon belonging to Windsor will rise. We must give all insects as much possibility of self-preservation as possible before that, and also ensure that after that, at least they will have enough energy to perish together with the moon of Windsor.

The three S-level male insects could all feel that Bai Meng's connection with the moon in the sky had never been severed.

The king is always there.