Once that counterfeit divine artifact was pierced, a massive cloud of grayish-brown powder suddenly erupted from it, as if Fang Senyan had merely poked a cloth sack. If one looked closely, every single speck of so-called "powder" was actually a flesh granule, constantly stretching and deforming in the air, writhing like an amoeba!

Yes, this substance was the secretion extracted from the male Zerg gonads—well, you could think of it as an oversized pheromonal attractant. And because of the Zerg's incredibly tenacious life force, these secretions retained some vestigial instinct and reaction.

The divine artifact had originally adhered to this substance like a magnet attracting iron filings, keeping it firmly attached, while the bizarre radiation energy it generated successfully suppressed its activity.

It was much like using freezing to eliminate the viability of a virus or bacteria, allowing it only to emit that scent—oh, no, more accurately, a comprehensive attraction via sex hormones, bio-electricity, and infrasound, while all other aspects were completely restrained.

But with that single stab from Fang Senyan, it was like opening Pandora's Box, completely unleashing this material!

The secretions from the male Zerg gonad rapidly synthesized, and driven by instinct, they frantically lunged towards Eitemis, the female... A horrifying, bizarre scenario unfolded. As soon as this substance neared Eitemis, the granules burst open, coating her entire body in a greenish-yellow mucus. This mucus then began to aggregate itself into a grotesque substance, desperately trying to burrow into her body through her mouth, nostrils, ears, and nether regions!!!

Eitemis's face immediately twisted in agony...

Fang Senyan was genuinely shocked by this development. Frankly, this situation was entirely beyond his expectations, but seeing Eitemis’s state sent a chill down his spine. He didn't know what Eitemis, a woman accustomed to men entering and exiting her, was feeling now, but Fang Senyan knew that if he were to have these perverse things moving in and out of his body, he would rather just slit his own throat on the spot; it would be a quicker release. Thus, without a word, Fang Senyan turned and fled. This retreat was an act of defending his purity, so he ran twice as fast. Just as Fang Senyan bolted fifteen or sixteen meters away, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound, very similar to the wing vibration of bees or flies. He thought, Not good! But his back was already violently struck and then tightly constricted!

This feeling... Fang Senyan felt a bitter taste flooding his mouth. He clearly didn't need his brain to guess: that bastard Eitemis had reactivated her wing ability, rushed towards Fang Senyan, and then embraced him tightly, clearly intending to take him down with her.

Ordinarily, given Eitemis's strength, she would have had absolutely no way to deal with Fang Senyan. Even exerting all her power, she couldn't break his hold. But that damnable mucus, upon contact with living flesh and blood, spread and infected immediately. Almost instantly upon contact, it surged onto Fang Senyan’s body. Looking at Eitemis now, she had already become something like a desiccated mummy, her skin clinging to bone, seemingly sucked dry alive!

"Ah ah ah! What in the world is this? Is this the StarCraft version of Yin-Yang cultivation?" Fang Senyan was internally terrified. Fortunately, he noticed the mucus was only crawling and adhering to his skin. Wherever it passed, his blood vessels turned bluish-black and swelled, clearly indicating that the Solar Ladder had sensed the foreign intrusion and rushed out to resist the external threat.

Fang Senyan desperately tried to scrape off the mass of utterly repulsive mucus, but found the stuff only intensified its efforts. It even began faintly showing signs of penetrating into his body. This sudden realization terrified him immensely. He immediately stopped all aggressive attempts to remove it, and saw that the mucus's activity gradually subsided, barely maintaining a precarious balance with the Solar Ladder, sticking to Fang Senyan’s surface like snot, disgusting though it was.

This situation was partly due to the resistance from the Solar Ladder, and partly because Fang Senyan himself was a male organism. After all, the Xel'Naga who created the Zerg would not have inexplicably implanted a hidden homosexual attribute into the male Zerg.

The reason these secretions from the male Zerg gonads had aggregated on Fang Senyan was because the surroundings were utterly desolate; Eitemis had been drained dry, leaving Fang Senyan as the sole remaining living creature. Although these secretions lacked consciousness, they possessed the instinct for survival. Clinging to the rocks would cause them to dry up and die quickly, but clinging to Fang Senyan's flesh offered a sliver of hope, so they instinctively stuck to him.

And the consequence of Fang Senyan trying to forcibly wipe them off was as unwise as trying to yank a leech out of your flesh.

A leech would rather break apart than be pulled out, and the result would only worsen. The correct method was to sprinkle salt on the leech or roast it with fire; then it would burrow out on its own. Fang Senyan immediately grasped the best way to rid himself of this menace: burrow into a crowd of women. As for the disastrous consequences that might follow, Fang Senyan operated under the principle of "better you than me."

"Annie Lu is also a woman... No, that’s a last resort. Hmm, there’s one more woman. I remember! Among the group Eitemis sent out as bait, there was one female!" Fang Senyan decided on his target in an instant. However, he suddenly recalled something: the commotion here had been significant. Logically, the reinforcements should have arrived by now, so why was there no sound?

As Fang Senyan pondered this, he suddenly heard a very strange sound.

It was like the sound of residual rainwater dripping slowly from an eaves after a torrential downpour, so much so that one could almost visualize the drops being greedily absorbed by the parched stones and gravel!!

"Damn it, does this cursed place even rain?" Fang Senyan muttered.

He had decided to temporarily ignore the ghost substance coating him and first search for the subordinates Eitemis had lured away. But as he turned, he froze abruptly.

Standing on a nearby rock was a figure—a woman. Yet, despite Fang Senyan’s current dire need for a woman, this particular woman was definitely not what he wanted! Her majesty and dominance were such that even a fearless person like Fang Senyan dared not challenge her directly!

Tentacled serpentine hair, cold eyes, a sharp chin, slightly high cheekbones, imposing majesty, skeletal wings, and exquisite features!

All these combined formed the unmistakable figure of the Queen of Blades!!

And in the Queen of Blades’s right hand, she carried a string of heads! These heads had all been severed, their hair tangled together and solidified into a rope she held.

Though she appeared unarmed, her claws, which could extend and retract freely like a tiger or cat, possessed an attack power surely no less than a Dark Templar. The range and area of the Psychic Storm she could unleash even far surpassed that of any High Templar!

Fang Senyan’s previous doubts were instantly resolved. The reason the reinforcements hadn't arrived was because they couldn't—they had all been slain by the Queen of Blades, who tracked the scent here!

Fang Senyan's only hope now was that the "sperm" on his body would quickly pounce upon the Queen of Blades. They were a match made in heaven, a perfect couple, a golden union, adulterer and adulteress... then he could slip away in the chaos.

But, contrary to Fang Senyan's expectation, the mucus on his body began to drill violently into his body as if facing a formidable enemy, beyond his control!!! Fang Senyan’s vision darkened. Facing the Queen of Blades, even at full strength, he was certainly doomed. He certainly didn't want to experience the vulgar feeling of being a bottom right before death.

However, Fang Senyan soon realized that the purpose of these things wasn't so vulgar; it was to control his body to escape. But even if they succeeded, ten Fang Senyans couldn't possibly escape the palm of the Queen of Blades!!

This bizarre situation arose from biological instinct. When the Xel'Naga created the Zerg, they used bees and ants as blueprints, but for ferocity and combativeness, they referenced insects like mantises, scorpions, and spiders—those adept at attack.

These carnivorous insects share a common trait: the females often commit vicious acts, attacking and consuming the males immediately after mating! No matter how powerful the Xel'Naga were, biological instincts are hard to erase, just as cloning and changing genes cannot make a horse or cow carnivorous.

Thus, from the initial design, the male Zerg individuals were also extremely powerful combatants—not just for wartime needs, but as their means of survival after coupling...

But the current situation was that the Queen of Blades held absolute dominance. Therefore, even these reproductive secretions left by the male Zerg instinctively told them: when weak, do not approach the Zerg females. If this situation occurred, they would instinctively feel terror and want to flee! This was like a newborn infant, knowing nothing, automatically sucking when presented with a nipple, or recoiling from fire.

Before Fang Senyan could even turn, he felt his neck tighten, and then he was lifted by the Queen of Blades, their faces brought level for an appraisal! (To be continued)