The Sage Sect was definitely the most terrifying force on Mars. Their strength could only be described as unfathomable. They had studied arcane techniques for at least 20 years and were far ahead of others. Moreover, the Sage Sect was best at cultivating spiritual power. It was just that they walked the path of the heavens and did not walk the path of combat. However, in the face of the survival of mankind, the Sage Sect had transformed into a combat force.
They would rather offend the Lie family than the Divine Master Sect.
Offending the Lie family would not be a problem, but offending the Divine Master Sect would be the end of the road. The disciples of the Divine Master Sect were all lunatics, and they wouldn't even bat an eyelid if they were to self-destruct.
"Oh, is there any movement in Maersa?"
"What the hell? If this had happened in the past, the insects would have come out in full force. But according to the spies, the city of Maersa is very busy, but there is no movement from the insects. It seems that something big has happened, and they have lost interest in the outside world."
"Oh? What kind of big deal would make the dark ones suffer like this? "Aemile asked as he sniffed the cigar in front of his nose.
"Hans, think of a way to find out. We need to understand the insects as much as we can. Their humanization is the biggest opportunity that God has given us."
"Yes, Captain."
The Zergs were acting strangely. Although the Dark Ones were leading them, the Zergs would never change. They didn't care if they could find the Zergs or not, but they had to wipe them out. It was strange that they hadn't done anything this time.
Thunder Fire and Battle Wolf had caused such a huge commotion that the Battle Wolf's campsite was no longer usable. Normally, the Zerg would have made a move by now. Of course, with Guan Dongyang's intelligence, he would have moved to another location. However, the Zerg didn't care about that. Even if they missed their target, they would still go for it.
What could have caused the Dark Ones to go against their will to attack?
Maersa was bustling with activity, but it wasn't just the city. Many other cities on Mars that were under the control of the Zergs were also busy.
This was an order from the Dark Lord, Moye. There was only one person that the Dark Lord was afraid of, and that was Patroclus.
The fact that Patroclus had swallowed two Zerg Kings had shocked the entire intelligent Zerg race. This was something that they would never do. The Zerg race had an endless desire to attack, but there was one thing that they were very strict about. There had never been a case where a Zerg could kill someone of a higher level than them.
However, the two Zerg kings were at the same level as Patroclus and Moye.
As for what kind of relationship they had, no one knew. Maybe it was because Mo Ye was Patroclus's guide that Patroclus let him go?
The two of them managed their own worlds separately and did not interfere with each other. However, Patroclus suddenly sent his people to Mars. This was indeed something worth pondering.
However, these people did not do anything to interfere with Mo Ye's rule. They were only responsible for some investigations. Obviously, Mo Ye did not like them very much. However, for some unknown reason, these people still came and went to various cities to carry out secret tasks.
Technically speaking, Moye should be half a level higher than Patroclus, but the problem was that Patroclus was not an insect, especially after he had swallowed the two insect kings. Moye might not be able to compete with Patroclus. However, what Patroclus did was against the Zerg's will, which caused a huge contradiction. Now that Patroclus was also a member of the Zerg, things became more complicated, and the dark ones also absorbed some of the human's thinking, which made things even more complicated.
"Welcome to Maersa, Mr. Tropolis."
"You are too kind, Mr. Kun."
"The banquet is ready. Please."
"Please."
The Zergs were working hard, and the people in the kitchen were also busy. There was no doubt that they were humans, but humans kept by the dark ones. The original Zergs could do all kinds of dirty and tiring work, but they could not provide the high-level dark ones with the enjoyment they needed. When the dark ones evolved, they only cared about fighting, not cooking.
Therefore, some humans with special skills were able to survive and become the pets of the dark ones. Of course, the dark ones would eat one or two of them when they had nothing better to do.
Turbolis strode forward with his head held high. His appearance had not changed at all from five years ago. He was one of those who submitted to the times. He was an elite of the younger generation and had the potential to grow. This was what Patroclus liked the most.
Faced with the absolute advantage of the Zergs, Tropolis led a group of people to betray his sect and choose symbiosis.
Perhaps for the older generation, they would rather die than accept it, but the younger generation had their own way of thinking. How could they not live?
After symbiosis, they could live forever, and at the same time, they could still enjoy their previous life. Why did they have to cling to the stubborn human ways?
There were people who could not accept it, and there were also people who could accept it easily.
Turbolis was quite open-minded, and he felt that his decision was absolutely correct. While the entire human race was living in fear, he could enjoy everything without restraint. Wine, beauties, power, and a body that could not age or die. The only price he had to pay was that he had a symbiotic insect body in his chest. At first, he felt that it was a little disgusting, but after getting used to it, he gradually liked this feeling. It was no big deal.
Kun was a high-level dark race. The higher the level of a dark race, the more similar they were to humans. However, they had nothing to do with humans. Tropolis did not feel the slightest sense of inferiority in front of the native Zergs. Instead, he felt superior. This was all because of the great God Patroclus. He had pointed out the path to godhood for humans, and he had skipped a thousand years of human evolution. Normally, one would have to give up something along the way, such as dignity. However, Patroclus had used his great power to make the native dark races not dare to look down on the symbiotic humans. Of course, the dark races still hated parasitic humans. To them, parasitic humans should be their slaves, no matter how powerful they were.
However, the situation was more important than "should", so Kun had to show his respect. After all, Tropolis was a representative of the God King.
Parasitic humans often disobeyed their superiors, but the dark races would never do that. The dark races attributed this bad habit of the parasitic humans to their human nature, because the Zergs did not have such bad habits.
Turbolis was a symbiotic human, a standard celestial. He was not interested in the Zerg's original taste at all. He was a little worried that Kun would serve him some savory food, but he did not expect it to be a human's favorite.
"Mr. Tropolis, are you satisfied with the feast?"
"Governor Kun, you have great taste. I'm impressed!"
"Hehe, thank you for the compliment. I've only done a little research." Kun was very satisfied. In the dark race, the extravagant lifestyle of humans was one of the subjects that they had to learn from. Powerful humans loved extravagant lifestyle, and the harder it was for them to discover the secret of human power, the more likely it was for the dark race to have such a habit.
Pak! Pak!
Kun flapped his wings, and two naked women walked out. Their breasts were firm, probably due to fear. The two women had nothing to do with Kun's taste. They were prepared to cater to the human's taste. All Kun cared about was whether human brains were tasty or not.
The two women were terrified at first, but when they saw Tropolis, they heaved a sigh of relief. They did not expect to see a human here, and a young and handsome one at that. It was strange.
"Serve him well, or else …"
The two women quickly went to Tropolis and knelt down gently. Their snow-white breasts jiggled, and Tropolis was overjoyed.
What did he get after reincarnation?
He had no rights to restrain himself. Humans were pets to the celestials, and they could do whatever they wanted!
He lifted the younger woman's chin and said, "Come, feed my baby."
The younger woman hesitated, but when she saw the older woman's gaze, she slowly reached out to unbutton Tropolis' pants, but Tropolis grabbed her hand.
"My baby is right here."
Tropolis unbuttoned his shirt, and a cross-shaped crack opened up. A snake-like monster popped its head out, scaring the two women so much that they fell to the ground.
A light ball appeared on Kun's fingertip. How could these two stupid humans lose their composure in such an important occasion?
"Governor Kun, calm down. Beauties should be protected. Come, it likes fresh meat. Of course, its brain is great too." Looking at the two women's pale faces, Tropolis laughed. "What a joke. Come, beauties. Feed it and we can start the banquet."
The two women took a piece of steak nervously. The bald snake-like monster swallowed it in one gulp, and after a while, it retracted its head in satisfaction. Another cross-shaped crack appeared on its chest.
Parasitism and parasitism were actually a tragedy. They were not recognized by Tropolis and the others. From their point of view, parasitism and parasitism had no dignity. They did not deserve to be the proud and perfect celestials. They were all failed creations. They were neither humans nor celestials, they were just weapons.
Parasitism was different. They had complete control over themselves. Of course, as long as they did not betray the celestials or Patroclus, why would any celestial betray them?
Tropolis had a great time eating the banquet. What followed was a secret discussion. There was even a little argument, but in the end, they reached a consensus.
"How is it, my lord?"
"Hehe, these stupid dark ones don't know how to negotiate. They might not be willing to send out their troops, but borrowing some Prototype Zergs is not a problem. Just wipe them out and complete His Majesty's order."
"Yes, my lord."
Tropolis did not think much of this mission. Didn't that person die a long time ago? Moreover, even if he was still alive, he was just a dish. There was no need to go to war.
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