Supreme Zerg Lord Chapter 22 Novels & Stories

She was a fool. I stepped in front of her, giving her a look filled with quiet pity. “Korgan isn’t coming, Zebub.” Her eyes snapped to mine. “What?” “He’s dead,” I told her coldly. “He died in the dirt of the neutral zone, chasing the same blood you crave. Your ‘King of Rogues’ was nothing but a scavenger, and now he is just carrion.” Her eyes flickered, shifting to a sickly purple. The skin on her face rippled and began to melt away, revealing twisted features beneath the stolen beauty.

It wouldn’t stop until every one of them was broken. ☠️ End of Chapter 22

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

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The Zergs was just second after wolf, because even though they doesn’t have ability or power, their thinking far exceeded the person that holds a lot of power that if that person just put his or her guard down for a seconds, the person will not know that he or she got stab on the back when he or her guard is down, zergs also possess a strength and instinct that their races hadn’t gone extinct until Star galaxy was found. Unlike vampires that still needed to established a rule and make their slaves trading legal, the Zerg race just did their slaves trading openly outside and inside the Star galaxy without showing any fear at all and feel afraid that the ruler of the galaxy, the current king t

Registus said in a bloodthirsty tone, “Initiate the ‘extermination plan’. Create more powerful insect soldiers and eliminate them all.” “Yes, Your Majesty!” The Second War God’s expression changed greatly as he immediately accepted the order. ... In a hospital in the western area, when Andrius woke up and looked out the window to see the vast desert, he realized that he was in the Western Warzone. “You’re awake.” Beside him, a gentle voice with a hint of sobbing spoke.

When Chase refused, he had already prepared for battle with Lynn. "I suggest you just cooperate and stop fighting the inevitable. You can't win," Lynn threatened. At the same time, countless dark shadows came rushing toward them. Chase released his spiritual consciousness to probe briefly and discovered the same disgusting flying insects, jellyfish, and various bizarre insect-like monsters he had seen before. This had to be the Zago army. He had not expected that even in this Nether Heaven, which was specifically used for reincarnation, the Zago race could deploy so many troops.

Their intense gaze locked. It was a battle of dominance and naivety. "I said lower your arms," Kevin commanded, his unwavering stare fixed upon hers, demanding her surrender—but she did not. Seeing her reluctance, Kevin let out a low, angered huff, frustration simmering within him like a dormant storm. However, just as he was on the verge of taking matters into his own hands, his eyes caught sight of the angry bite mark that was prominently sitting on her shoulder accompanied by a smaller one on her neck. They were of the deepest shade of red.

The rogue wolf stirred, coughing as he pulled himself up. “You wanted chaos,” I said to him. “Help me fix it.” He wiped blood from his mouth and smirked. “Fix it? Oh no, I just want a front-row seat.” The fissures widened, and something massive began to emerge. Zane turned toward it, his expression reverent. Whatever was coming, it was worse than anything we had faced before. “I could end this,” Zane said, his voice soft but carrying power. “Join me, Annabel. Together, we can reshape everything.”

He set her on a wooden table adjacent to the hot bath. On the table was a large map showing countries, continents, oceans, seas, mountains, and names of numerous planes. He placed her beside the map and fastened her hands and legs to the table shackles. Zipporah waved him aside and sauntered to the edge of the table where the nymph's head lay, she took out a dagger and began to chant eerie words as she held the knife poised to strike. "My lord! My lord!" a dwarf ran into the room.