Zerg: Seduction! A brutal and insane female Zerg dotes on me.

Upon hearing his address, Yalta scoffed, "Brother? Guria, you must be delirious. I am the leader of Longkoda and the master of the Alitus Palace, not your brother."

Guria had never been sick before, but at this moment she was extremely weak and could barely stand up, leaning on Joan.

His heart tightened upon hearing Yalta's words, but he still clung to a sliver of hope, unwilling to believe that his elder brother would really treat him this way: "I... I am your younger brother."

“Brother? What brother? My own brother died a long time ago. Because of you, he doesn’t even have the right to have a funeral.”

Because it was close to Guria's coming-of-age ceremony, their 'great' male father, fearing to offend this precious and rare male son, forbade the tribe from holding any sacrificial ceremonies. So his younger brother, who was sent back with a roll of straw mat, ended up with only a fire and a handful of ashes.

"Wh-what? That, that has nothing to do with me."

Yalta looked at Guria, his eyes as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth: "Yes, you are the high and mighty male, what's so strange about the death of one or two females?"

Although Guria was foolish, how could he not sense the female insect's undisguised killing intent? He gripped Joan's arm tightly, his teeth chattering with fear, and stammered, "You, you can't do this to me, you promised my female father..."

Just before Yalta uttered that name, a violent outburst erupted, her light purple pupils turning into vertical lines, and the oppressive aura of an S-class female insect burst forth in an instant.

"Shut up!"

Guria had never seen such a terrifying scene before. The insect froze on the spot, its mind buzzing, and it even forgot how to breathe.

Yalta, like a venomous snake on the hunt, exuded a chilling aura. Step by step, she moved extremely slowly, drawing the male insect's fear to its limit. Then, she reached out and grabbed the slender neck, lifting him off the ground. Her voice, though flat, could not conceal the overwhelming rage within: "Guria, don't let me hear that insect's name from your mouth. You don't deserve it."

Guria was terrified; her face flushed red from suffocation. She struggled to apologize, "I, I, Yalta, I was wrong, I, I won't say anymore..."

"You should be grateful you're the offspring of that insect, otherwise do you think you'd be alive now?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Guria thought of the female insect and realized he had stepped on Yalta's sore spot. A huge panic enveloped him, and he had never felt death so close to him before.

The atmosphere in the reception room was tense. Tokar, an A-level female insect, was powerless to resist the immense pressure from the S-level insect and was pinned to the ground, unable to even get up.

Although Qiong was unaffected by the female insect, she was timid by nature and, even if she wanted to, she was powerless to do so. She clung tightly to the wall and dared not move even an inch.

Guria was already dizzy from the fever, but now she was suffocating and her eyes kept rolling back. Her feet couldn't reach the ground, so she could only kick her legs frantically, making gurgling sounds from her throat. A string of saliva that she couldn't swallow in time dripped from the corner of her mouth. In the midst of her violent struggle, her shoes flew far away and smashed the glass ornaments on the cabinet next to her to pieces.

Yalta's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his strong arms gripping the male insect tightly, which remained motionless despite its struggles.

The more pain the male insect experiences, the more pleasure he feels.

Yan Kai rummaged through his drawers in the room looking for clothes, saying he didn't care, but he was actually extremely bothered by it. However, the female insect didn't have many fancy clothes; most of them were military uniforms, and the few civilian clothes she had were just shirts. He changed into several different styles in front of the mirror but wasn't satisfied. Then he heard a loud noise outside and rushed out to check what was going on.

I'm not afraid of female insects acting crazy, I'm afraid of male insects acting like idiots!

"Yalta?! What... happened...?"

Yan Kai maintained his posture of rushing out, but as he saw the scene downstairs, his voice grew softer and softer. Was it too late to turn back now?

Why did they suddenly start fighting?

Yalta was standing with his back to Yan Kai. Hearing Yan Kai's voice, he stiffened and loosened his grip slightly, for some reason not wanting Yan Kai to see him in this state.

He withdrew his oppressive aura, his vertical pupils returning to normal the instant he turned around, and commanded in a low voice, "Go in."

Yan Kai glanced past the female insect at the almost unconscious Guria, then obediently retreated back into the room and quietly closed the door.

That's terrifying!

Now is definitely not the time to fight the female insect head-on. He's just as weak and doesn't want to become cannon fodder.

Speaking of which, isn't that his biological brother? Why do the two insects seem to have a very bad relationship?

Yan Kai stroked his chin, planning to ask Harwick for information next time. As for now... he quickly took off his clothes and lay flat on the bed. The female insect was so angry now, she would definitely try to sarcastic things at him later, so it was better to prepare in advance and catch her off guard!

NICE!

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Yalta slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and tossed Guria aside like trash. The male insect collapsed limply to the ground, clearly unconscious.

Tokar clutched his chest as he got up from the ground, glaring resentfully at the female insect.

S-rank is amazing!

If it weren't for his strong physique, which allowed him to withstand some of the damage, any other weakling would not only suffer internal injuries but might also break an arm or leg!

Yalta glanced at Tokar and calmly ordered, "Don't let him die."

"Yes."

Tokar accepted the order, clapped his hands twice, and a servant entered from outside the door, pointing at the male insect and saying to him, "Send it to the medical department."

"Yes." The attendant carried the male insect lying in the corner on his shoulder and took it out.

After dealing with the troublesome little male, Tokar saw that the chief didn't seem to intend to punish him either, and was about to take his leave when the little male insect next to him took the initiative and performed a standard noble etiquette towards Yalta, which showed that he had received a good education in the past.

Joan took a few deep breaths and clenched her fists to encourage herself: "Good day, Chief."

Yalta's mind was racing, and he was in a bad mood: "What is it?"

Although young, Joan was adept at reading people's expressions. Knowing that the female insect was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to waste words and directly stated her purpose: "Yes, that's right! I heard, I heard, Brother Guria said, said that the High Priest is having a fever. I, I, Chief! I am willing, I am willing to provide spiritual comfort to the High Priest!"

After saying that, the entire insect turned completely red, and Qiong understood the meaning behind it perfectly.

Yalta thought of Xiu; his fever had indeed come to an end.

That's how female insects are; they may be fearless in the face of death and charge forward relentlessly, but in the end, they cannot defy fate.

"You're being kind?"

"My lord, it is like this. I am a male insect from the Bazeya family. Our family has been closely related to the High Priest family for generations. You spent a lot of money to buy me back, and now is the time to use me. I am willing to share your burdens."

Yalta looked at the male insect; it was passable in appearance, and the twenty-something-year-old was just right for Xiu, since these little creatures didn't live very long.

"You're quite sensible."

Qiong felt a chill run down her spine under the scrutinizing gaze of the female insect, and nervously twisted her fingers.

Actually, he had a selfish motive. He had seen so many female insects at the auction, and any one of them was bigger and stronger than him. He was afraid of them, so he felt more comfortable staying with the high priest.

“My lord, I have thought it through. I am willing to be the male insect of the high priest.”

Qiong was very sensible and didn't say "master". Given the current status of the male insect, there was no need to use the word "master".

Yalta leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed, his fingertips tapping his knees, lost in thought. He had originally only bought the insect to repay a debt to the Bazeya family, but before he could return the insect, he encountered Eternal Night.

The problem of repair is urgent. He had experienced how difficult it was for the inhibitor to fail. He originally thought that Guria would be useless sooner or later, so giving him a temporary reprieve would be making the best use of him. But this thing was so useless that it brought about its own demise. Now that there is a ready-made little bug willing to sacrifice itself, why not? In any case, regardless of whether the Bazeya family agrees or not, this little male is a social resource that will be contributed.

"Tokar".

"leader."

"Take Qiong to the High Priest's place."

"Yes."

Tokar glanced at Joan furtively to the side. She seemed to have a good temper and was timid, so she should be easy to control.

"Xiongzi, this way."

Joan nodded obediently to him and jogged after him.

The high priests of each generation would live in the main courtyard on the east side of the palace of Aritus. Not far from the main palace, about ten minutes away, Tokar stopped in front of a pure black, carved iron gate, handed the flashlight in his hand to the male insect, and explained, "It is inconvenient for me to go in. You take this. The high priest prefers darkness. There are no lights inside. It will be easier to walk with this light."

Qiong thanked him repeatedly, saying, "Please give me a ride."

"You are welcome."

Tokar had a pretty good impression of the little male insect, and just hoped that Xiu wouldn't be too resistant. Sooner or later, he would have to go through this, and it was better to have someone he could squeeze than nothing.

"The High Priest is not a bad insect, there's nothing to be afraid of, rumors are not to be believed."

The image of the black-robed, red-haired female insect resurfaced in Qiong's mind, and for some reason, her face flushed. She raised her head and smiled sincerely and brightly: "I know, I'm not afraid of the High Priest at all."

Tokar looked at the male insect's silly appearance and couldn't help but laugh and sigh. These uncontaminated little things weren't actually that annoying. If the new life born in the future could grow up in different environments, he wondered if it could change some of the current situation of the insect race.

At least, it allows female insects to live freely and with dignity.

"go in."

"Thank you."

Joan waved to him, pushed the door open, went in, and then carefully closed it.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Tokar took out a chain from his pocket, smirked, and then wrapped it around the doorknob.

Not that annoying, but better safe than sorry. Now that this little male has entered through this door, there's no chance he'll ever get out.

Joan was unaware that he was locked inside, but he didn't really care.

So when he inadvertently learned about what happened that day from their conversation, he didn't take it to heart.

He was weak-willed, but he was by no means a worm who made promises lightly. The male worm who decided to become the high priest cut off all his escape routes from the very beginning.

Joan walked through the long corridor, looking around with great interest through her flashlight. Although she could only get a general outline, she couldn't help but look forward to the thought of living here in the future.

After lingering outside for a while, Qiong walked to the entrance of the palace, feeling somewhat uneasy. She raised her hand and put it down several times, hesitating and unable to make up her mind.

In the end, it was the insects inside that noticed the commotion at the door and came out to investigate.

A female insect dressed in a black robe stood at the door, without a hood, her long red hair casually draped over her shoulders, her skin, which had been deprived of sunlight for a long time, had an eerie pallor, and her eyes, darker than her hair, were devoid of any warmth, coldly staring at Qiong, sinister and terrifying.

"Who?"

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was very low and hoarse.

Jon was a male insect. Although he wasn't short, he was noticeably half a head shorter than the female insect. Suppressing his nervousness, he introduced himself: "Hello, High Priest, my name is Jon, Jon Bazeya."

Xiu gripped the door frame tightly, his hands, hidden in the gaps, occasionally revealing their insect-like state. He didn't look disheveled, but his entire back was soaked in sweat. The fever was coming on fiercely and was more unbearable than he had expected.

Looking at the young male insect in front of him, Xiu felt an inexplicable surge of irritation: "What are you doing?"

Joan had never met the High Priest, but she had heard many rumors about him, all saying that he always wore a mask because he was ugly. Before coming, she had thought that even if he was really not good-looking, she would not dislike him. She never expected that the female insect was not ugly at all, but on the contrary, she was extremely beautiful.

Qiong felt a strange flutter in her heart, rubbed her fingers together, and was actually a little embarrassed to speak.

Seeing the other person stammering, Xiu urged in a hoarse voice, "If you can't say it, then get lost."

He's not in the mood to play guessing games with these little creatures right now.

Qiong sensed the female insect's impatience and bit her lip to explain, "High Priest, please allow me to offer you spiritual comfort."

"Emotional support?"

"Yes."

Qiong nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Xiu thought of Yalta, and his face instantly turned cold: "Did the leader send you?"

Joan shook her head, expressing her loyalty: "I asked to come here myself."

"is it?"

The female insect clearly didn't believe it; she thought the male insect couldn't possibly have any good intentions and was probably just there to see him make a fool of himself.

Qiong was unaware of the female insect's thoughts; she simply gazed at him sincerely, hoping he would understand her feelings.

Xiu let out a deep breath, not wanting to accept any thanks. He deeply abhorred this inherent flaw in his race, etched into his genes.

"Get lost, I don't need it."

Seeking comfort from the male insect?

He can't do that.

Qiong clearly hadn't expected the female insect to refuse so decisively, and stood there somewhat awkwardly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"High Priest..."

"The High Priest!"

Joan had originally wanted to fight for himself, but the female insect in front of him suddenly fell straight down, which startled him so much that he quickly reached out to catch her. Unfortunately, the female insect was tall, and when all the force collapsed, Joan couldn't hold on to her at all. He could only fall to the ground with her in his arms.

Fortunately, they managed to switch positions before falling, so they could cushion the fall for the other person.

"Are you OK?"

Qiong was overwhelmed by the pressure but didn't care. Instead, she was more worried about the female insect's condition. After all, whether her future would be good or not depended entirely on the female insect's mood.

Xiu opened his eyes, his deep red pupils now fully transformed into a beast. Insect patterns crawled up his jaws, and his reason was on the verge of collapse. He tried to push the male insect away, but he couldn't muster any strength. He barely managed to lift his upper body before falling heavily back down. A strange softness came from his lips, and both insects were stunned.

Qiong quietly looked into the female insect's eyes and touched her lips to it.

Xiu felt the dampness on his lips, but instead of the disgust he had imagined, it carried a faint milky fragrance. A strange shiver rose from the ground, stimulating every nerve.

"you!"

As if on purpose, Joan gestured towards him with her lips again: "Can I... kiss you? I brushed my teeth twice before I left home, there's no smell, and I don't have any cavities..."

The naive and foolish little male insect tries his best to promote himself, afraid that others will think he is lying, and even opens his mouth to let the other party see clearly.

Xiu Ben felt the faint spiritual energy of the male insect permeating his nose, and the string in his mind snapped. Unable to bear it any longer, he lowered his head and forcefully kissed those chattering lips.

"Well--"

Qiong blinked in the darkness, then wrapped her arms around the female insect's neck, loosened her lips and teeth, and let her do as she pleased.

I thought to myself: So this is what a kiss tastes like, sweet and fragrant...it's actually quite delicious.