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

Barlow was once a colonel in the First Legion. No one could deny that he was a decorated military officer, intelligent and brave, fearless in the face of death, and the undisputed number one warrior in the far north.

But he is also a notorious old stubborn man who only believes what he sees with his own eyes.

Because of his status as a general, even if his lord disliked him, he had to give him some face. So if it weren't for the fact that Balo's wings were damaged, he might have been the longest-serving general in the history of Longkoda.

In recognition of his past glory, he was eventually appointed by the old leader as an instructor for the Longkoda Legion and the exclusive teacher of the royal insectoid offspring.

Yalta was his first student, someone he had watched grow up and taught for many years afterward. Barlow acknowledged that he was a promising talent, quick-witted, highly qualified, and hardworking.

Unfortunately, Yalta was too crazy; he was like a lone snow wolf, difficult to tame.

Barlow simply couldn't believe that such a defiant female insect could do anything good; the future of Longkoda should never be entrusted to her.

“Della, your teacher is old and doesn’t have many years left. No matter what happens elsewhere, the male insects of the race that I swore to protect with my life must enjoy the highest treatment. I will not tolerate you insect bastards messing around. Tell Yalta that as long as I live, I will not let him succeed!”

Barlow cut off the communication and focused his gaze on the central square.

This altar, which has been passed down for thousands of years, also holds extraordinary significance for him.

However, at this moment, he had no choice but to destroy it completely with his own hands...

The old general, who had guarded the male insect his entire life, seemed to bend his straight back slightly in an instant, and the wrinkles on his face became even deeper, as if he had made up his mind. His face was serious and sad.

With a few taps on the keyboard, the light blaster, originally intended only for intimidation, is now ready to fire.

Let's rebuild everything once the male insects' rights are restored...

Taking advantage of the conversation between Dela and Balo, Tokal successfully infiltrated the bottom of the warship and positioned the ram cannon in the middle.

"Della! Get out of the way!"

"clear."

Della made a few leaps, skillfully maneuvering the protective shield, and retreated to a safe area to wait and watch the show.

Tokal opened the communication and notified Yalta: "Ready!"

"Oh--"

The other side only uttered a single syllable.

Tokar: ? ? ?

By the God of Insects, once the storm has passed, he vowed to train with this insect once more!

Tokal angrily pressed the control button, preset the escape route, quickly set the self-destruct time of the impact cannon, and then slipped away.

With a deafening roar, the entire warship was lifted a thousand meters without warning.

The force of the impact sent Barlow flying against the glass, and he fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time. He was eventually helped up and carefully protected by the other traitors who had reacted.

The surrounding insects suddenly realized: "It must be Della! General, we were careless!"

"The warship is still rising!"

"What's going on now!"

"The chassis is damaged, and there is a risk of energy leakage. It must be repaired as soon as possible!"

"Teacher! What do we do now?!"

Barlow clutched his chest, about to speak, but instead coughed up blood.

He reached up to wipe the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth, his hand trembling violently. His body was no longer what it used to be; time was running out…

Barlow forcefully shook off his companion's support, stumbled to the window, squinted at the golden light source opposite, a color so arrogant that no other light source could be found in the entire Lomkoda, shimmering as if afraid that other insects would not see it.

Yalta…

Barlow punched the super-strengthened glass and immediately ordered, "Shoot him down!"

"Teacher! We only have one Type II light bullet, and it's already beyond our range. If we can't turn back within a minute, it will be a complete waste!"

"He's right there, there's no chance... unless he dies!"

Driven by rage, Balo coughed up another mouthful of blood, and enduring the sharp pain in his chest, he gave the order again: "All troops, fire! Shoot Yalta at all costs!"

If he could rest here in peace, perhaps this would be the end of it all...

The insect on the control panel dared not object any longer and immediately launched an attack on the golden light, but the other party showed no fear whatsoever.

Yalta's golden armor was made of a special metal, so ordinary weapons couldn't hurt him at all. He charged straight at them, smashing their right-side engine.

The warship lost its balance and began to show signs of falling. Amidst the hail of bullets, the golden mech raised its mechanical arm, and white light began to gather in the center of its palm. With several loud bangs, the left engine was completely destroyed.

Barlow's cloudy eyes were bloodshot from staring so hard. He braced his hands on the glass, his face full of hatred: "Damn Yalta!"

The bug inside the golden mech looked at Balo through the cockpit glass and smiled with satisfaction, its mouth gradually widening inexplicably crazily.

He seemed to be doing it on purpose, slowly approaching and landing beneath the warship. He then slowly raised his arm, aiming at the light projectile launcher, as if he didn't take their entire warship seriously at all, making no attempt to conceal his purpose.

Barlow saw through his intention and immediately shouted, "Open the escape pods! Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

"Yes!"

All the insects immediately stood up and, despite the urgency, quickly erased all the original data of the warship with a single click. They then split into four groups and evacuated in an orderly manner through the safety exits. They were once among the top warriors of Longkoda.

In just one second, a heat wave struck, the earth shook, and huge mushroom clouds rose one after another. The warship was blown to pieces, and countless fragments began to fall.

However, Tokar was prepared and had the patrol mechs enter and activate their protective shields. The air patrol team also joined in to intercept the burning iron blocks and the remaining fragments of the Type II light bullet.

Yalta swiftly traversed the air, easily dodging the aftershocks of the explosion. Once he confirmed that the enemy was no longer able to retaliate, he turned around and rushed down to the ground. The color of his mecha gradually faded until he disappeared.

Yan Kai looked at the churning dark clouds in the sky, his gaze slightly somber, and for some reason, he felt a vague unease in his chest.

Harwick recognized the leader's mech early on, and as a devoted fan, he was so happy he almost twisted his body in joy.

"Yan Kai! Did you see that? Did you see that?! That golden light just now was the leader! My god! This is the second time I've seen golden armor up close like this! It's so cool! Let me tell you, only golden armor could make that kind of noise. The other side must have been beaten to a pulp! He truly deserves to be my idol! Oh! By the Insect God! How can our leader be so cool!"

He kept praising Yan Kai and patting his arm, his excitement was palpable.

Yan Kai rubbed his numb arm, took a few steps back, and said with obvious disgust, "You can say whatever you want, but why did you hit me? You can imagine so many scenes from just that afterimage?"

Harwick rubbed his hands together sheepishly: "Sorry, sorry, I was just too excited! That's the leader, the number one warrior of Longkoda. Dealing with the rebels is a piece of cake for him!"

Yan Kai wanted to roll his eyes and say "Give me a break," but then a dark figure quickly descended.

thump—

With a sound piercing through the protective shield, a huge wing flapped and came to a steady stop beside him.

Yan Kai looked at the suddenly appearing protagonist, his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.

Harwick, on the other hand, was startled and stammered for a long time before finally managing to say, "Chief Chief Chief!!"

Yalta's eyes darted around, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't give him another look. His gaze fell on Yan Kai, and the atmosphere between the two became inexplicably tense.

Joan and Elijah were terrified of him; the two insects huddled together, heads bowed, not daring to breathe.

Yalta hovered in mid-air, expressionless, staring intently at the male insect. Suddenly, she bent down, a cruel smile playing on her lips: "Are you afraid?"

Yan Kai's eyes flickered, unwilling to respond. He looked up at the still-lingering mushroom cloud and changed the subject, asking, "What did you do?"

When Yalta saw that Yan Kai did not answer, his rebellious nature began to stir again: "I'm asking you a question."

Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Yan Kai casually replied, "It's alright, except I'm a little too tired to walk."

Yalta frowned unhappily, his eyes narrowing slightly: "What? Who upset you and is throwing a tantrum at me?"

"No."

Yan Kai avoided his scrutiny, wondering how he had never noticed before how perceptive this insect was...

Yalta's gaze turned cold, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. Just as he was about to press for answers, a loud bang came from the southeast of the square, and a wave of heat swept in. A huge hole was blasted in the protective shield, revealing the spot where Barlow had just fled in a hurry.

They no longer have Type II light cannons, but they have plenty of Type I ones.

Barlow had made thorough preparations for this raid, and he would not be able to swallow his anger if he came up empty-handed!

At a command, more than a dozen aircraft launched simultaneously from the location of Yalta...