At this range, Fang Senyan could only see the Queen of Blades’ startling azure eyes. Within them first flowed a profound depth, then an indescribable gloom and inscrutability, and finally, a flicker of bewilderment. What struck Fang Senyan the most, however, was the chaotic aura emanating from her. Foremost, naturally, was the scent of blood clinging to the severed head the Queen held. Following that was the body odor radiating from the Queen of Blades herself. At this moment, she was entirely divorced from the world of Chanel, Dior, Givenchy, Lancôme, and the like, so any notion of perfume could be immediately dismissed. Yet, Fang Senyan’s nose was quite keen, and besides the unique, pungent scent of the Zerg, he immediately detected another, ineffable aroma. It was peculiar: at first sniff, it carried a faint, jasmine-like fragrance, but after lingering a moment longer, it morphed into an intense, layered perfume, akin to orange blossoms, aggressively seeking to colonize every olfactory cell.

But suddenly, Fang Senyan felt excruciating pain throughout his body. The terrifying “Ghostly Fiend Semen” within him, pressured by the Queen’s aura, was frantically trying to burrow deeper into his flesh, almost in a panic for survival. Fortunately, the Solar Stairway was no weakling; it long considered Fang Senyan’s body its territory and fiercely resisted, even aggressively absorbing a significant portion of the Ghostly Fiend Semen as if it were mere nutrient fluid. Thus, although Fang Senyan was in pain, the penetration was confined to the surface layers of his skin; he was spared the gruesome fate of someone like Lady Atthis, being endlessly used, drained dry, and left as a desiccated husk by that semen.

At this moment, the Queen of Blades’ serpentine hair lifted slightly, as she clearly recognized Fang Senyan, the thief who had once sneaked into her private chambers. She spoke coldly: “It’s you. That good-for-nothing failed to capture you. That works out well; killing you with my own hands will soothe my anger.” Listening to the Queen of Blades at this close range imparted a peculiar, hissing resonance, like a snake, yet possessing a strange allure that seemed to make the listener’s own spirit tremble. However, it was at this moment Fang Senyan realized the fingers gripping his neck were becoming sharp as blades. Clearly, her fingernails, honed to a sharpness comparable to the particle light-blades of a Dark Templar, had extended, digging deep into his flesh. A mere twist, and his head would roll!

But the moment blood was drawn, the Ghostly Fiend Semen made direct physical contact with the Queen’s body!! Instantly, a terrifying chemical reaction occurred. Ah, but this was not the tedious chemical decomposition of water into 2H2 + O2 under direct current; rather, it was a reaction akin to celestial lightning meeting earthly fire, dry tinder meeting fierce flame! Previously, that Ghostly Fiend Semen, relying only on its mere aura, had caused the Queen immense desire, which was why she had advanced so recklessly, falling into the Protoss trap. Now, the Queen was gradually adapting to that aura-based seduction, thus maintaining her composure. But if the prior contact was merely atmospheric, this was now direct, close-quarters physical contact! It was like two people who were deeply fond of each other only communicating via telephone, and now finally meeting in person—naturally, the impact was far more profound…….

For the Queen, this was an entirely new experience. Her eyes went wild, filled not just with the raw craving and pleasure of desire, but her near-perfect genetic structure was roaring, searching for the final missing pieces! The Queen of Blades let out a sharp shriek. Completely dominated by instinct, she violently tore away Fang Senyan’s clothes and everything else. She then seized him, and they immediately pressed together, bare skin against bare skin. It was then Fang Senyan noticed: while most of the Queen of Blades’ outer skin appeared wrinkled and mutated, it possessed an indescribable softness. Of course, this embrace allowed him to clearly feel the full, prominent swell of her breasts and their startling elasticity. To be more vulgar, he could distinctly perceive the two soft points pressing against his chest gradually hardening like stone.

Immediately following this, Fang Senyan couldn’t help but moan softly in pleasure… Hmph. Those who are displaying lewd smiles upon reading this, please restrain yourselves. Fang Senyan was definitely not experiencing pleasure. Even if he were, you wouldn't get to hear it—the Ghostly Fiend Semen that had contaminated his body earlier had already burrowed beneath his skin, and the agony was unimaginable, something Fang Senyan endured by gritting his teeth until his vision intermittently darkened. However, upon this naked encounter with the Queen of Blades, it seemed the pores of her skin possessed an infinite suction. Once their skin touched, the Ghostly Fiend Semen, though extremely reluctant, was obediently drawn out by the Queen of Blades. This process was like draining a blister; after agonizing swelling across his entire body, suddenly having an outlet for release brought exquisite relief………

After absorbing the Ghostly Fiend Semen, the Queen of Blades suddenly threw her head back to the sky, her serpentine hair writhing ceaselessly, as if sensing something. Suddenly, Fang Senyan felt a violent rush of wind beside his ears, his eyes completely unable to open due to the gale. It was then he truly understood the terrifying extent of the Queen of Blades’ power—to transition from complete stillness to such rapid flight in a mere few seconds! Even though Fang Senyan could barely see or hear anything, his mind was still functioning. A quick deduction led him to conclude that only the Protoss could be powerful enough to force the Queen of Blades to avoid their edge like this.

The Queen of Blades stopped less than ten minutes into her frantic run, casually tossing Fang Senyan aside. His vision slowly returned, and he realized they were in a secluded mountain cavern, where Zerg creep covered the floor, emitting a faint glow, thus providing ample light. Surrounding him were several ferocious-looking Brood War Hydralisks and Lurkers, glaring at Fang Senyan with cold eyes. The Zerg creep looked rather repulsive, but Fang Senyan had long grown accustomed to the stuff; it felt like jelly, possessing a slight elasticity, and its surface was somewhat tough, not something that would instantly coat you in grime. So, if one could disregard the psychological hurdle, lying on it was quite comfortable. However, Fang Senyan’s life hung by a thread, leaving him no time to contemplate comfort. His mind raced, focused solely on one question: How was he still alive? Evidently, for the Queen of Blades, the only thing of value—the Ghostly Fiend Semen—was now obtained. Therefore, Fang Senyan held no further utility. More importantly, Fang Senyan had been on her hit list previously; there was no reason for her to spare him, let alone run away with him.

“Then…” The conclusion Fang Senyan deduced sent a chill down his spine: “This woman wouldn’t just kill me easily. It certainly isn't out of mercy. It must be due to her most sadistic habit: deriving pleasure from the suffering of others, torturing me slowly!! In that case, my most rational option right now is… suicide!?” Having this thought, even the decisive Fang Senyan froze. After struggling through countless hardships to reach this point, how could he possibly bring himself to commit suicide on the spot? The adage that death is the most difficult decision one ever faces was not spoken in vain!

But Fang Senyan was not a god, and deduction was not infallible. The real reason the Queen of Blades held back was that the Solar Stairway had absorbed a portion of the Ghostly Fiend Semen. The Queen’s craving for it was instinctual, so, out of generalized attachment, she temporarily spared Fang Senyan’s life. Of course, another option was for the Queen of Blades to kill and consume Fang Senyan. While she was capable of such extreme acts, the Queen needed the Ghostly Fiend Semen—that didn't mean she enjoyed ingesting it orally. Doesn't that sound counterintuitive? It's like how people use iodine and alcohol to treat wounds, but no one suggests drinking iodine or alcohol—or, a woman needing a certain fluid for pregnancy absolutely doesn't mean she enjoys drinking that fluid.

Just then, Fang Senyan felt something unusual. He turned sharply and saw the Queen of Blades had collapsed onto the ground, gasping heavily. It was visible that the illusory image of the incomplete God-Slaying Artifact, formed from the combined remnants, was manifesting on her skin, clearly showing the full effect of the Protoss ambush she had suffered earlier. The temperature in the space even rose several degrees. The surrounding Zergs also looked alert, emitting low growls! Gradually, Fang Senyan began to notice that the layer of brownish, mutated Zerg skin on the Queen’s surface was slowly receding, reverting to human skin. Even her slimy, serpentine hair began to wilt. This situation clearly indicated that the Queen of Blades was starting to show signs of genetic regression—she might actually be turning back into a human! That was the Protoss’s most vicious method: the best way to strike the Queen of Blades wasn't to kill her, but to cast her from heaven into hell, stripping her of everything she possessed! (This plot point existed in the original narrative.)

However, it seemed that after obtaining the Ghostly Fiend Semen from the ancient male Zerg to complete herself, the Queen’s own genetic chain had become even more perfect. She displayed remarkable resilience when resisting the power of the Artifact. In her subconscious, the Queen of Blades felt the need for more of that Ghostly Fiend Semen. In her delirium, she caught the scent emanating from Fang Senyan—a scent caused by the Solar Stairway absorbing the semen—and she let out a shriek before lunging, slamming Fang Senyan onto the cold rock!! “I want…” The completely uncontrolled Queen of Blades choked out toward Fang Senyan. Her voice was hoarse, yet brimming with a strange, captivating allure!

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