Star Forge Titan

The sound sounded like two dry leaves that had completely lost all their moisture rubbing against each other. They were small and broken, and while making the sound, they were also moving towards their final destruction.

"..." Hercules half-knelt quietly on the ground and did not respond.

"Despicable! Hateful! Unforgivable!"

Perseus lay on the ground, the wound on his right hand no longer bleeding.

But it waved its severed arm with all its might, making sharp and piercing roars, like a madman in hysterical madness.

"..." From the twelve stone pillars came a rustling sound like silkworms biting mulberry leaves. Hercules knew that it was the whispering made by his other ten brothers rubbing their mouthparts together.

Trapped in the turbid darkness, they no longer possess the ability to think clearly. Only the almost instinctive negative emotions such as hatred and anger still permeate those originally noble hearts like knights like venom.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

They should have been generals full of glory, soldiers protecting the world, and warriors fighting the enemy until the very last moment!

Instead of this evil ghost that is vindictive, thirsty for blood and flesh, and eager to fight, it looks like a monster that is brutal and ferocious.

Hercules roared in his heart, almost resounding through the sky, but in the end he said nothing. He just knelt quietly in front of the Insect Queen, staring at the blurry, thin figure behind the smoke.

He had vowed to do his utmost to protect the mother of the tribe even more than to protect his own shovel horn, which was a symbol of honor, and to sacrifice his last life for her even if he ended up with nothing.

But now, what did he see?

An old, crazy and confused being.

Pain gnawed at Hercules' heart like a moth, but he remained quietly there, enduring the pain, because something more powerful had filled his heart.

The time has not yet come, but hope is coming!

Just as fairy tales often say, what is more powerful than despair is hope. There is still hope for everything!

The great Lord has returned, so hope is just around the corner, and our race will eventually usher in the turning point of destiny as predicted.

Just then, a sharp voice interrupted Hercules' thoughts.

"What is that? What is that!"

There was an inexplicable urgency in the Worm Mother's old voice.

Its body twitched more violently, as if it smelled some irresistible scent.

Without further ado, the Worm Queen suddenly raised her arm and pointed a skinny claw at the severed limb that Perseus was waving.

Without further words, a tall, azure-blue Ghost in the Shell with a metallic texture immediately jumped down from the stone pillar it was standing on.

The four long transparent wings vibrating behind it allowed it to fly past the ground at an extremely fast speed, like a predatory dragonfly magnified several times. In the moment when others had no time to react, it ignored Perseus' anger and snatched the broken arm that was waving in its hand.

Then, instead of flapping its wings again to return to the stone pillar, the Ghost in the Shell folded them, letting them drape over its back like a transparent cloak. Then, with a humble demeanor, it quickly ascended the steps leading to the massive golden throne.

The entire golden throne was built on a conical round platform that was taller than the twelve stone pillars. A large number of dusty mechanical devices surrounded it, making it look more like a special operating table, except that its scale was astonishingly large.

Ghost in the Shell, clad in wings, walked down the stairs to the throne and respectfully presented the severed limb behind the curtain of smoke.

The insect mother eagerly stretched out her shriveled limbs, tremblingly picked up the broken arm, and rather inappropriately lowered her head to get close to the alienated limb that looked like a spear. She sniffed hard regardless of the stains on it, and finally stopped at the sharp end.

There, one could vaguely see a faint trace of blood that was very easy to ignore.

The insect mother's body was already trembling, but now it suddenly froze in place as if petrified.

At this moment, the twelve Ghost in the Shell remained silent. Even Perseus, who was furious after being injured, closed his mouth and did not make any sound.

The faint trace of blood had completely dried up and was almost invisible, like a thin silk thread casually wrapped there.

But the Insect Queen stared at the bloodstain intently, and then her stiff body suddenly began to tremble.

A trembling voice growled, a low roar not heard in a long time:

"Ancient Breath..."

"It's the Lord!"

The Worm Queen's voice was filled with manic joy.

"It's faint, but it's definitely the Lord's aura!"

"..." The Ghost in the Shell soldiers standing on top of the stone pillar looked at each other. Even though their eyes were cloudy and dark, they still showed excited and excited reactions.

"A thousand years..." The insect mother's thin body burst out with amazing strength, and her seemingly old arm broke the gun body like breaking a dead branch.

"My clan has been sealed for a thousand years!"

Ecstasy, great sorrow, all kinds of extreme emotions rolled and collided in her words, like a bonfire that was about to go out was suddenly poured with a bucket of gasoline, burning extremely fiercely.

Holding the gun stained with blood high up, the shriveled figure now looked unusually huge in the smoke, as if there was some invisible shadow behind it that was far larger than its own size, and it was roaring towards the sky.

Even Hercules, who possessed great strength, couldn't help but feel a little frightened at this moment, but he didn't show any expression. He just lowered his head and stared at the dirty ground silently.

To what extent have they fallen that even the most precious delivery room of the insect swarm has become so dirty.

Hercules' claws sank into the ground, grabbing a handful of dark red soil.

"Find him! Bring him back!"

On the golden throne, the Insect Mother shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice filled with an excitement not heard in a century.

During these hundred years, although she was alive, she should have been buried early, but now, the light of hope seems to be shining before her eyes.

The great Lord will definitely change the desperate deadlock faced by the Zerg, restore the broken cycle to normal, allow new Zerg Queens to be born, and allow the Zerg to be passed on.

She could even let herself...

Reincarnation again!!!

Although what he saw was hope, dark colors were rolling in those turbid compound eyes. Even the purest hope would be stained with distorted colors if stared at with such eyes.

The insect mother lowered her head and bit her fingers, and dark brown liquid continued to flow out from the bitten wound.

"At least……"

Along with the sound of chewing, her voice revealed an incomparable coldness.

"At least, bring back his blood and soul!"

Chapter 78: Cat Crying

The Queen Worm is both the mother and the queen of the swarm, and the orders from the Queen Worm are unacceptable to any worm beast.

They came out in droves, just as the name suggests. The entire insect nest was completely boiling the moment the control pheromone spread.

Countless insect beasts of all levels poured out from the exit like a tide, and even nine of the twelve Ghost in the Shell attacked together.

Watching this scene, Hercules did not feel excited at all.

His thoughts raced through his mind, and in the end, only determination remained.

Even if it costs everything, we must tell the descendants of that Lord the true situation a thousand years ago and ensure that they can leave here with the truth.

Even if the Zerg loses its last hope, it is better than becoming a complete lackey of the enemy and being stained with the blood of innocent people.

The world of insects may be destroyed because of this.

I just hope that after the destructive winter, we can usher in the rebirth of spring.

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"Wow, this is truly spectacular."

Alvin, who had reduced his presence to a minimum, was hiding behind the wall, peeking out through a hole as thick as a finger.

This 'secret room' inside the wall was created by him using the power of [Reshaping the World]. Even if the Zerg knew the surrounding terrain very well, it would not be possible for them to know the existence of the 'secret room' in advance.

However, considering the width of the wall, in order to avoid exposing his whereabouts, after some persuasion (auxiliary) and hard talk (main force) by his companion Shanwang, he hid in another place, which was also the evacuation route that Alvin had prepared.

Time was running out, and he couldn't think of any overly complicated or advanced plan. Apart from mobilizing the Zerg army, the remaining steps were actually very simple.

It's as easy as stuffing an elephant into a refrigerator.

The first step is to cut the elephant open.

Step 2: Open the refrigerator door.

Step 3: Stuff the cut elephant into it.

And Ivan's next plan is -

The first step is to rush into the insect nest.

Step two, find White.

Step three, run away.

"The problem now is to find out where my cat was taken." Ivan, who unilaterally believed that White Wrench V was his cat, whispered:

At the same time, Mr. Catworm White Wrench V was mentioned by the descendants of the Titans who came uninvited, took the initiative, and unilaterally declared sovereignty.

At this moment, he was doing a job that was completely inconsistent with his aristocratic-sounding title.

Snapped!

A ferocious-looking Shell Knight swung the whip in his hand vigorously, leaving a deep groove on the ground nearby. The high-speed swinging of the whip made a crisp sound like firecrackers explode in the air.

"Meow!" All the white hair on White V's body exploded into a ball because of fear, and he looked like a hairy white triangular rice ball.

Poor cat-worm, ever since it was captured and brought into the insect nest, it has had an iron collar and a long chain connected to it around its neck.

My God, only canines would wear such things around their necks, and only big, fat, and strong dogs with more muscles than brains would wear iron collars and chains.

How could a poor helpless little kitten wear such a vulgar, barbaric and uncivilized ugly thing around its neck?

Looking at the huge building in front of him that looked like a mountain and an altar, White V felt like crying but had no tears. No, he had cried many times, and until now, his round eyes were filled with tears.

This group of hideous and terrifying insect beasts seemed to believe that the cat-worms that had been indoctrinated with machine knowledge must know how to repair the complex mechanical device in front of them.

Therefore, they tied White V directly next to the golden throne and had a high-level unit in the Zerg, a Shell Knight with extremely high combat power, responsible for guarding him. The collar and chain would only be removed when working.

However, a single catworm would have no idea how to deal with this complex system composed of multiple mechanical devices.

At most, White relied on the knowledge transmitted to him by the learning machine to analyze that the mechanical device surrounding the golden seat was only an auxiliary system of a certain project, and the real core was the golden seat at the top and the conical table below that supported the golden seat.

The essence of the conical cone is actually the "base" required for some large-scale magical rituals. Beneath its seemingly ordinary appearance, it hides a large number of extremely complex magical mechanical devices, which together form a huge ritual base.

The golden throne at the top looks like a golden throne, but it exudes the breath of life from within. Its essence should be an external biological device that integrates metal machinery, but its specific purpose is still unclear.

In short, if something really breaks down with such a complicated thing, it is definitely not something that a catworm responsible for the daily maintenance of the mobile fortress can handle.

According to the information transmitted by the learning machine, it would take at least three giant technical craftsmen and more than a thousand experienced cat and worm repairmen to overhaul a device of this size. Daily maintenance alone would require at least three-digit cat and worm repairmen.

Having said that, facing the insect beast's claws and whip, White V couldn't say such words at all.

He was so frightened that several legs left the ground at the same time, and his intelligence reached the highest point in his life at that moment.

There was no point in trying to explain the problem he was facing to these beasts who had almost no ability to think.

His Excellency White V, who has pure white hair, has realized it.

Although I can't repair such a complex mechanical system...

but! Yes!

He can pretend that he is repairing the entire system!!!

So, during the time it was captured, the white kitten Catworm neither resisted nor showed a negative attitude.

Instead, he diligently wielded a No. 3 wrench and proactively followed the maintenance passage into the conical table every day.

Then, the insect beast in charge of supervision will hear the metallic knocking sound of tinkling palm trees coming from inside.

After knocking for at least a whole morning, the exhausted catworm would drag its tired body out again, looking as if it had solved some huge problem.

But in reality, all White V did was really just hit the machine with a wrench...

He would go from one end to the other, knocking on every device he could see.

As for after knocking, can the machine move as normal?

Hey, isn't this not knocked in place yet?

It will be fine in a few days!

perhaps……

In short, White's only hope now is that his big friend can come to save him.

When the little kitten thought of this, tears came to his eyes. When will this day end?