MCDWTBS Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Final Chapter “Never Will, I Love You…”

“I will repay the damage Edwin caused with my life—even if I know it’s not enough.”

Serra’s eyes gradually turned into vertical pupils. The curly brown hair on his head gradually lengthened, and strands of it were dyed abyss-like ink black, moving without wind, floating behind him.

Two antennae suddenly sprouted from his head. Male insectoid antennae are mostly sensitive and delicate, usually only displayed as a sexual characteristic in extremely private environments. But at this moment, no female or sub-male insectoid present had any erotic associations—they all watched as two spiral, mutated products emerged from Serra’s forehead, more like a ram’s horns than delicate antennae, carrying the premonitions of power, sex, and death.

A jet-black tail hook, like a scorpion’s long tail, flickered with a cold glint of death, whipping in the space. No insect would doubt that it carried a deadly poison that would kill on contact. The male insectoid had fallen into an extremely emotional state, or perhaps he had long lost his sanity, revealing his true nature that he had been hiding from the rebel army.

—He didn’t care about the rebel army, the cause he had poured his fortune into, or the ideals of freedom and equality.

At this moment, almost all the rebel army members’ minds were struck by this fact. Or, in other words, Serra did care, but compared to Edwin, all of this—including his own life—was worthless.

“But, I’m not the kind of male insectoid you think I am, Professor,” Serra’s golden vertical pupils held a darkness more mysterious than the abyss:

“Ideals, morals, beliefs, only exist in the world where Edwin is. Without him, nothing has meaning, I have no meaning, and what I do has no meaning. In other words—I’m doing this for him.”

Serra’s voice carried a low echo, and an invisible force was rapidly gathering, like an approaching particle storm traversing the universe. Most of the rebel army lowered their heads, even the most rebellious and angry insects from before—staring into the abyss requires fearless courage, and cowardice is a hard to hide instinct.

“You’re free to judge my shallowness. But Edwin is your compatriot, and he’s fighting for his compatriots, no less than you. You retreat according to plan, and I will stay and be with him. You are right, this revolution should not be extinguished so rashly.”

“Serra, you’re too irrational. You’ll die without the protection of the warship,” Krison, as the only insect brave enough to look Serra in the eye, his voice was noticeably lower. But Serra couldn’t consider anything else. Too much anxiety made his heart ache, and the passing seconds were like life-threatening demons, devouring his sanity.

He wanted to scream, to shout. He did something wrong, and Edwin bore the consequences. This was too unfair—he shouldn’t be misunderstood or even hated by his compatriots, what right did they have? How could they abandon Edwin!

“His blood flows with your blood,” his voice echoed in the abyss, “I guide and participate in this revolution for Edwin; the song of the mother goddess guiding you is for Edwin, and most of you can live to personally join the revolution because Edwin and other female insectoids are fighting with their lives to protect their compatriots!”

“Even now, he is still protecting his compatriots! You say he is guilty of killing, but his killing is for protection, he bears the blame because he has always been protecting his compatriots! You were all once the objects of his protection, how can you forget?”

“I don’t care what you think of me, an incompetent divine son, a male insectoid unworthy of virtue, or an emotional fool. I don’t care what you think of male insectoids, I am here for him, and now I will end this all alone. All the debts on him, I will repay until the end of my life. He is not wrong, Professor, you know Edwin, you know that everything he does is to fulfill Marshal Ax’s promise—you can’t give up on him.”

As Serra’s voice fell, his body broke away from the warship’s gravity settings and floated up. He resisted the urge to tear the airship apart with his mental tendrils, and approached the hatch again. Krison was silent for a moment, then made way:

“Put on the battle armor.”

This was the last thing he said to Serra. The rebel army had no battle armor designed for male insectoids, because with the delicate physique of a male insectoid, it was impossible to fight in a space environment. A set of female insectoid battle armor barely enveloped Serra’s body under the influence of magnetism, covering his mutated face.

As soon as the hatch opened, the howling gale and energy waves of particle cannons in the universe roared in, causing all the insectoids to instinctively gasp.

“Your Majesty,” one of the generals in the rebel army high command said, “I once served in the First Army, you are right, I have received the kindness of the general. I will lead my troops to follow you and dissuade the general.”

Serra’s body suddenly paused. He turned to look at Krison, who slowly said:

“Those without combat power will retreat in an orderly manner through the wormhole, the army will stay on standby, and hold the line.”

Krison’s eyes fell on Serra, and he spoke again: “I will not stop those who want to follow Commander Serra and help the Fourth Army and General Edwin.”

Serra clenched his fists. He stepped out of the first hatch, and behind him, several rebel army generals followed. In a faint voice, Serra could hear them muttering:

“It’s really whimsical… he’s just a male insectoid, doesn’t he still need us to protect him?”

“As the divine son, his abilities should be very strong, right?”

“Even if he’s strong, he’s still a male insectoid. It’s a pity about General Edwin, he should have joined us long ago, who can deal with a 2S-level female insectoid now?”

“Shut up, Dawn cannot be cowardly in battle. He’s a male insectoid and he’s not afraid, so we can’t be afraid either.”

Serra ignored them. He stepped out of the hatch without hesitation and jumped into the universe. The rebel army behind him spread their wings. Many female insectoids reached out to pull him, but found that Serra was walking on flat ground in the universe.

Strangely, he had no wings, no energy propelling him. Instead, he simply defied all physical principles, appearing abruptly and strangely in the universe, as if becoming one with it.

The questioning voices that had been noisy just now lowered, and before long, several small airships gathered around to protect Serra. The general who first expressed his gratitude to Edwin asked:

“Commander, Your Majesty, the defense force is assembled, a total of six troops, 708,147 female insectoids. The counterattack force is led by me, with a total of 13,273 higher female insectoids. Please give your order.”

“The defense force will divide into two groups to outflank the Fourth Army and continue to try to contact the current commander of the Fourth Army. The commander should be Lieutenant General Kane after Edwin’s attack. Contact him and try to weaken the defense between the Fourth Army and the wormhole, and observe the movements of the Fourth Army.”

“But, if—” the general hesitated. Obviously, even if they decided to obey Serra’s command, they still didn’t trust the Fourth Army that had launched a fierce attack on them. But Serra didn’t want to waste any time:

“You still call me commander, so you should respect my judgment. What the Fourth Army wants is to withdraw, our real enemies are the Third Army and the First Army.”

His eyes fell on the battlefield, and an invisible force gathered in the void behind him, causing a subtle distortion in the space of the universe.

The universe became darker, as if the abyss was looking down and staring.

“Yes, yes, your command.”

The generals’ wings trembled slightly. Two rebel army generals silently accepted the order and left, and the counterattack force also completed its assembly in a short time. More than ten thousand higher female insectoids spread their wings and hovered beside Serra.

“The counterattack force will form a fan-shaped formation and face Edwin’s vanguard army with me to disperse their forces. Do not attack Edwin, leave him to me to deal with, focus on self-protection in the battle, and minimize casualties. If the enemy can be rendered unable to fight, capture them all and bring them back to the main warship.”

“Yes.”

The female insectoids of the counterattack army were taciturn. Some of them were piloting shield airships, and most of them relied only on their wings to advance in the universe. With the arrival of the counterattack army, the vanguard force that had suffered heavy losses quickly retreated, and Serra, standing on an airship, finally saw Edwin’s state up close.

He was injured. This realization made Serra’s heart suddenly sink. Edwin’s energy was rapidly draining at an incredible speed, and the energy field around him was also very unstable. Usually, a female insectoid of his level could withstand the bombardment of particle cannons, but at this moment, he kept dodging the artillery fire and stray bullets. Even so, his movements were still getting slower and slower. A gap was torn in one of his black wings by artillery fire, and lava-like energy was seeping out of it.

Serra’s heart ached as if it was being churned. Even though he was much closer, he still couldn’t feel Edwin’s movements through the mark. But his mental perception still gave him feedback—Edwin’s condition was terrible. His perception was severely disturbed, so that even though Serra was close at hand, he didn’t react at all.

Edwin’s fighting was a mechanical, instinctive action. There were no obvious wounds on his body, but his mental sea was teetering. Serra might not be sensitive enough, but he knew that this was definitely not the state a newly marked female insectoid should be in.

“Edwin…”

Serra opened his mouth, but Edwin still didn’t seem to notice. Because of Serra’s order, no rebel army attacked him, forming a small vacuum zone. The winged female insectoid with damaged wings flapped its wings twice in a daze, shook its head as if it was not clear, and then raised the laser sword again with some difficulty, holding it across its chest.

He was already at the end of his rope. His body was unconsciously falling in the universe. There was no air as a carrier in the universe, and the smell of blood and the smell of the female insectoid itself could not be transmitted to Serra’s perception, but he was about to be drowned by excessive anger and heartache.

Who made Edwin injured like this? That was his Edwin, he… who was it?!

The abyss roared. In an instant, a giant mouth thousands of miles long tore open in the sky above the universe, and dark mental tendrils like hellish poison ivy poured down, almost enveloping the entire battlefield where the vanguard army was in a firefight. Serra’s body, as the carrier of this energy, trembled slightly in pain, but his mind was exceptionally clear.

—“The point is that you have this ability, Teacher Lin! You are so much more powerful than any male insectoid, you are not just a powerful male insectoid, because you are completely different from them!!”

Yun Jiarang’s voice echoed in his mind, and enlightenment was like a beam of light, piercing into his eyes—he could do it, he was an “angel” created by the mother goddess himself, and the source of his power was the first generation male insectoid. And the responsibility of the first generation male insectoid was to protect this group, to protect the universe of the mother goddess.

His energy was enough to protect the female insectoid he loved.

He could do it.

Serra’s eyes completely turned into golden vertical pupils, emitting a dazzling light, and that kind of light would only make any creature feel chills in the ultimate darkness. For the first time in his life, Serra unreservedly and without reservation exerted his energy to the extreme, and in an instant, everything in the universe pressed the pause button in front of his eyes.

The abyss cast a huge shadow in the air, and countless beams of particles attacking this universe were quickly shaken away. Serra’s body was wrapped in mental tendrils, and like a shadow, he shuttled through the universe.

The next moment, he caught Edwin’s body falling into the universe.

At the same time, the remaining female insectoids of the Fourth Army’s vanguard force also reached the end of their road. After the commander was “captured alive,” they either lost their ability to resist under the pressure of the male insectoid and were captured by the rebel army, or they were afraid and shaken by Serra’s power, lost their will to fight, and surrendered.

And the Fourth Army was rapidly approaching the wormhole. At the same time, the First Army and the Third Army approached at the same time, firing fiercely at the rear army of the Fourth Army and launching an attack. They realized the real intention of the Fourth Army to withdraw, and whether the Fourth Army really had the idea of betraying the empire, it would not hinder the original purpose of the First Army and the Third Army—to wipe out the Fourth Army and the rebel army in one fell swoop.

The auxiliary warships of the Fourth Army were damaged, supporting shields to block the dense artillery fire of the First Army and the Third Army. The entire universe was almost ignited, and hell-like smoke and debris were suspended, falling or rising in the violent energy waves. The heat almost suffocated the higher female insectoids in the cosmic environment.

The female insectoids of the Third Army were like locusts, nailing the shields of the Fourth Army. Their energy vibrated crazily with their wings. In a few seconds, the shields of the rear army of the Fourth Army would be shattered. At this moment, the Fourth Army also stopped its withdrawal. Lieutenant General Kane’s eyes were bloodshot. The moment he monitored the appearance of Serra’s mental tendrils in the universe, he simply abandoned the original plan.

“Connect to the rebel army’s signal,”

He calmly ordered: “Stop all attacks on the rebel army. The members who are out of formation on the battlefield will unconditionally surrender to the rebel army. Spread my military order, the entire army will change defenses and prepare to go to war with the First Army and the Third Army!”

“Yes!”

Steady loyalty was like a heart-shaking drum beat in the universe. With the formation transformation of the Fourth Army, the rebel army also immediately received new military orders. The voice of leader Krison spread throughout every defense line of the rebel army:

“The entire army will obey orders and intercept the encirclement attempt of the First Army and the Third Army for the Fourth Army. Stop all confrontation with the Fourth Army, repeat, stop all confrontation with the Fourth Army, and concentrate fire on the main warship of the Third Army.”

The general who led the counterattack team beside Serra quickly took custody of all the prisoners of the Fourth Army, reorganized the counterattack team, and waited for Serra’s new orders. He was not a fool. In Krison’s hints, he naturally understood that his primary task was to resist Edwin’s vanguard army while ensuring Serra’s safety. Now that the former had been completed, the counterattack team only had one task left.

Unlike most of his colleagues, he knew that Serra’s significance to the revolutionary army was significant. Not because of his contributions or the gimmick of the divine son, but because he was a male insectoid, the only male insectoid standing in the camp of female insectoids and sub-male insectoids. His existence itself was meaningful and represented justice in political opinion.

His value was worth the rebel army paying the price to protect.

Even if everything Serra did was for his female insectoid.

Senior General York tilted his head. He was a level A female insectoid, and he was assigned a male insectoid after he retired. Unlike most of the rebel army, he had been in contact with male insectoids, and he also believed that he knew what kind of existence male insectoids were.

He had never seen such an incredible male insectoid as Serra, who was not afraid of death for a female insectoid he had marked. This violated all common sense, all rationality, and all the morals of insectoid society.

But York was not disgusted. Not at all. Even if Serra had been like a silent fog since catching Edwin, invisible, untouchable, and unapproachable, York was willing to wait.

*

In the center of the dark vortex, Serra pressed his forehead tightly against Edwin’s mental sea, which was on the verge of shattering, and gently poured his tide-like power over.

Edwin’s mask had been taken off by him, and the female insectoid’s pale face was stained with blood, and Serra’s fingers had also shaken off the battle armor and pressed on Edwin’s damaged glands.

Anger, despair, and pain almost made him forget where he was. Edwin’s unconscious sleeping face was the only rein to prevent Serra from losing control. He lowered his head and kissed Edwin’s collapsed glands densely. His pheromones and mental power were like streams, penetrating and washing Edwin’s dilapidated body.

After a while, Serra raised his eyes. He marked Edwin again, and part of his heart was glad that he had not come one step too late, but anger made his eyes turn blood red—the flames like the energy of the mother goddess were burning in his eye sockets, it was the bright fire burning in the abyss—his lips were still stained with Edwin’s blood and the pungent smell of medicine, what else did he not understand?

Jin Lingyu, Colean… they hurt Edwin, they wanted to kill his treasure, they—

—How dare they move the light that the abyss carefully hides in eternal silence and darkness.

They all had to die.

The darkness collapsed, making a crackling sound, like the army of undead tidying up their bones. The battle ahead was fierce. The Fourth Army showed the strong fighting will of the imperial army. Under the command of Lieutenant General Kane, they constantly changed their formation, crisscrossed with the rebel army, and cooperated tacitly, but—

The female insectoids of the Third Army were not afraid of death, or perhaps they were no longer alive. They rushed over like locusts, and even if they lost their limbs, they still rushed up to bite their compatriots’ flesh. They detonated their bodies without hesitation, blasting through all defenses. In every minute and second, they died in the thousands. Before long, millions of the Third Army would no longer exist.

Kane knew that the Third Army had been completely mentally controlled by the royal family. And the silent rank-and-file First Army was currently only firing artillery and had not entered the battlefield, but its threat always existed. Kane knew that he should not have the intention of retreating, but the scene of the Third Army pouncing over like locusts still made him want to retreat and save himself. He promised Edwin to protect the compatriots of the Fourth Army, and doing this was more difficult than reaching the sky.

Whether it was the Fourth Army or the rebel army, they were now relying entirely on the fighting will of a female insectoid instinct to persevere, and as the number of casualties increased, they also knew that the final outcome was only one—that was, after destroying the Third Army, they would be besieged and wiped out by the First Army.

And in a battlefield full of energy waves and flashing particle cannons, darkness descended like rolling clouds, carrying the terrifying whispers of the abyss. Several thick vines, covered with thorns and poisonous thorns, suddenly pierced through the command warship of the Third Army like indescribable things in the abyss. An irresistible force pulled together and tore the command warship in half!

The vines waved mechanical fragments, sweeping and shattering airships and warplanes. Countless explosions of fire sounded in unison, and Serra’s figure was revealed from the abyss.

He was still holding Edwin, as if passing through a cloud of fog, and suddenly appeared in the dilapidated command room of the Third Army. There, a male insectoid with golden-red eyes was struggling to put on a breathing mask, his face pale after being suddenly placed in a space environment.

Jin Lingyu’s iconic golden-red antennae twisted behind him, and Serra floated in mid-air, looking down at him:

“The abyss says hello to the scum of Jin Lingyu. It’s a pity that it’s not Colean who came. He cherishes his life and is smarter than you, Prince Ryan. This is for all the sins and killings you have caused—”

Serra gently pressed the back of Edwin’s neck, letting him lean on his shoulder. Unlike his gentle movements, a tentacle with poisonous thorns instantly pierced the throat of Prince Ryan, who was commanding the Third Army:

“—Because you had the guts to use despicable means to move Edwin.”

At the same time, the flames in Serra’s eyes intensified, and at the same time, countless flames soared into the sky. Serra’s abyss-like energy dissipated, and what replaced it was the bright, burning starlight in the universe.

The starry sky, with its absolute heat, made the particle cannons and energy waves on the battlefield dim. Flames rose into the sky, and those stars fell like rain. In the flickering light, a star chain like the Milky Way was arranged in the starry sky.

Whether it was the rebel army or the Fourth Army, or even the prisoners or natives on Heavenly Palace Star, they all raised their heads and looked up at the spectacle in the starry sky. Then, without knowing who spoke first, the song, like the starlight after the darkness retreated, spread throughout the entire universe:

“We look up at the starry sky in dust and blood”

“There we were once illuminated by the mother goddess”

“There we have the right to live”

“There the mother goddess made a promise to us”

“When the stars line up”

“That is the signal the mother goddess gives us”

“We will set off for the final battlefield”

“There life and death are both the answer”

“There, we wait for dawn to come”

…

“We wait for dawn to come”

The small voices were the weakest and dimmest light. They met like rain, like smoke, like clouds. When the starry sky shone, the lives that were as cheap as grass also burst out with the unshakable power of mountains and seas.

Under the starry sky, in the sound waves, the rebel army Dawn launched the most violent counterattack. Their lethality even exceeded that of the regular army Fourth Army. Like wounded beasts, they rushed through the military formation of the Third Army like tired birds who were eager to return home, and completely tore apart the remaining warships of the Third Army with blood and life.

“Dawn is coming! Dawn is coming!”

The rebel army roared hysterically, and the Third Army was completely defeated. Even war machines that were not afraid of death would eventually run out of strength, and their potential was also based on how much freedom the hand that controlled them from behind was willing to give them. And obviously, that short-sighted and incompetent hand did not allow the Third Army, one of the four major legions, to exert even one-tenth of its strength under his control, turning a group of soldiers into a group of insect body bombs and stereotyped machines.

The manipulated chess pieces and puppets cannot compete with warriors and free will.

When you treat life as a plaything, fate will turn around and laugh at you. As the singing gradually became louder, the imperial Third Army disappeared from the insectoid civilization, and Serra’s burning gaze fell on the place where the First Army was.

*

On the warship of the First Army, Lawrence, the male insectoid who had risen all the way from the officials of the Male Protection Association to become a senior commander of the military, was sweating like rain and trembling all over. He lay prone on the command platform of the main warship, watching Prince Ryan being pierced through the throat by Serra and thrown aside like cosmic garbage.

His throat was choked by fear. And behind him, General Ilott of the First Army, the only one on the warship who still had free will, watched this scene of the rebel army’s rapid progress with almost infatuated eyes, and a silent tear fell from his golden left eye.

How desperate he had been, how satisfied he was now. Colean used mental control to manipulate most of the female insectoids of the First Army and all the armed forces of the Third Army. He made Ilott’s compatriots like a group of moths flying into the fire, rushing towards a dead end of self-cannibalization.

Colean placed Ilott on the warship of the First Army and did not give him any control. He said that this was out of pity and love. He told Ilott how different the latter was to him, but Ilott knew very well that there was nothing more cruel in this world than watching his compatriots turn from fresh lives into unconscious machines, and there was nothing more desperate than watching his compatriots self-cannibalize meaninglessly.

Colean wanted him to be desperate. His arrogance did not even allow Ilott to be mentally controlled, but wanted Ilott to completely and irreversibly crush him. More terrifying than an empty shell without a soul was a walking corpse with a crushed will, and Colean wanted Ilott to crush from the inside out and extract pleasure from his broken pain and wailing.

Ilott had thought of death more than once to escape the unavoidable doom. Death had become the most tempting thing at this moment, because his soul was still holding its head high, not falling into the dust, not being disfigured.

He was at least still a clean image.

When the royal family and the Papal Court colluded and united, Lawrence became a bridge for communication between the two, and Ilott knew what kind of male insectoid the other party was. His eager management and servile character made Ilott nauseous.

Using this point, Ilott threatened Lawrence with his own life, forcing the First Army to stand by in place. His life was of course not a significant matter, but his suicide would prevent Colean’s game from proceeding and would displease the rulers of the empire, which would make Lawrence, this eager dog, hesitate.

Sure enough, Lawrence did not allow the mentally controlled female insectoids of the First Army to join the encirclement and suppression of the Fourth Army and the rebel army, but sat and watched the Third Army fight them. For these male insectoids, they did not care about the deaths of the female insectoids. The royal family’s mental control could allow them to quickly obtain a large number of puppets, so even if the Third Army suffered heavy casualties due to fighting alone, Lawrence and Prince Ryan would not blink an eye.

Moreover, no male insectoid would think that the Third Army could not slaughter the Fourth Army and the rebel army alone. The rebel army and the Fourth Army had already consumed each other, the commander of the Fourth Army, Edwin, was bound to die, the rebel army had never experienced a large-scale interstellar war, and facing the well-equipped Third Army was just a mess, bound to die.

But Lawrence’s calmness could no longer be maintained after Serra appeared and killed Prince Ryan and after the song that resounded throughout the universe sounded. Fear chased him like a demon, and when Serra’s eyes burning with flames looked directly in his direction, his fat body almost shrank under the command platform.

“Quick… the First Army, except for the command warship, the entire army will attack at all costs to intercept the enemy army—no retreat! No retreat! Fight to the death!”

Lawrence roared, unexpectedly wanting all the female insectoids of the First Army to become shields for him to escape, letting these female insectoids who had no ability to resist after being controlled become abandoned children. Ilott almost looked at his pig-like distorted face in disbelief, raised his hand and used explosive power to cut off the communication system of the First Army.

“Lawrence! Do you want the First Army to end up like the Third Army? Female insectoids are living lives!”

He roared, but Lawrence looked at him with scarlet eyes, screaming: “Lowly female! It’s all your fault! You lowly slut who seduced your own brother and bewitched the monarch! If you hadn’t obstructed, the First Army should have joined the war long ago and would not be like it is now! It’s all your fault! It’s all your fault! Damn slut!”

The absurd feeling of desolation in Ilott’s heart turned into layers of anger. When he reached the extreme of anger, he laughed instead. He took out a laser knife with his backhand and stabbed it half an inch into his left chest, sarcastically saying to the inhumane and disgusting male insectoid:

“That’s right, Sir Lawrence, I am a lowly female, but your monarch cares about this lowly female and didn’t even mentally control me. The encirclement plan has failed, the empire has lost the Fourth Army and the Third Army, of course you can order the First Army to be buried with them, and at the same time, I will die on this battlefield. At that time, you will take my body and the heroic spirits of the soldiers who died in the two legions and give an account to my brother!”

Blood oozed from his lips, and he smiled almost brightly, as if two flames were in his golden eyes. The movements in his hands did not stop, and in a blink of an eye, he cut into the heart, and a large amount of blood gushed out, and Lawrence roared in collapse:

“Lowly female, you still dare to threaten me? Do you think His Highness will care about you dirty lowly female! Die! Die all of you!”

Lawrence also knew that the price of losing the Third Army and the First Army and letting Ilott die was something he could not bear. He feared Colean’s anger and power, and after weighing the pros and cons, he of course knew that the only way to save the situation was to push all the faults to Ilott, preserve the strength of the First Army, and plead guilty to Colean.

And this required Ilott to go back alive.

But he was unwilling, and he was terrified to the extreme. Under the pressure of life and death, he only wanted to ensure that he escaped from Serra’s hands first, and he did not care whether the First Army would be wiped out because of his rashness. Serra was looking at him through the boundless space of the universe, and that damn male insectoid’s eyes were burning with flames, and Lawrence just looked at it and felt that his small and twisted soul was wailing in the flames.

Lawrence issued the military order with red eyes. The First Army, under the imminent threat and song of the rebel army, launched an attack. Serra’s heart sank.

His mental perception allowed him to know the details of the battlefield that could not be completely counted. He knew how heavy the losses of the Dawn Organization were. He knew that the endless power that the spirit and will gave to the rebel army would also be limited by physics and the body. The fact was that no matter how high-spirited the rebel army was, they could not fight endlessly.

They urgently needed to rest and experience the sweetness and power brought about by the struggle in victory, and what they least needed was to self-cannibalize with the mentally controlled compatriots of the First Army.

Too many lives were passing away before Serra’s eyes, and he didn’t think he could bear any more.

The main force of the rebel army had already assembled, and Serra was also surrounded by many rebel army soldiers led by York. They almost devoutly guarded Serra, which was completely different from their previous posture—they had personally witnessed the miracle, personally saw the stars shining for the divine son, and personally saw the battle situation reversed because of him. They had lost all their doubts.

But Serra had no time to take care of them, and he didn’t care much about the rebel army’s ideas. He stared at the command warship of the First Army, wanting to directly threaten the commander and exchange it for the other party’s order to withdraw the army.

Serra’s mental power anchored the command warship of the First Army. He summoned his power, and his body made a whimper that was unbearable, but he ignored it and only held Edwin—he didn’t want to and didn’t dare to separate from him, using the shadow of darkness to travel through the universe, he suddenly stood in front of the main warship of the First Army, his small body confronting the behemoth.

Lawrence let out a hysterical scream of fear in the main warship. He randomly patted the weapon button, and the disordered particle beam flew towards Serra, but it was easily blocked by the huge poison ivy tentacle.

“Tell Colean, if he dares to hurt Edwin again, I will raze the Sky City of Jin Lingyu to the ground. I will trample the holy statue offered by the royal family under my feet. The abyss and despair will become everything that Colean sees. Remember my words.”

Before he finished speaking, the female insectoids of the First Army had already attacked. Serra didn’t care at all. At this moment, he had no time to take care of harming innocent people. He just wanted to use the fastest way to make the male insectoid commander of the First Army timid and retreat in exchange for the least casualties. But just as he swallowed a mouthful of blood and attempted to defeat thousands of high-level female insectoids of the First Army, Edwin in his arms suddenly moved slightly.

“…Serra?”

The voice of the female insectoid was so vague that it was almost inaudible, but it was like a thunderclap in Serra’s ears. His mental tentacle crooked and brushed past the main warship, losing its aim, and could only temporarily return to defense to block the storm-like particle cannons. Taking advantage of his mysterious pause in attack, Lawrence quickly found an opportunity. He used his mental tentacle to fiercely knock away Ilott, who had inserted the laser knife into his heart, and cursed and told the First Army to quickly protect his command warship and withdraw.

Sure enough, Serra’s terrifying abyss power did not catch up. His mental tentacles suddenly became extremely gentle and harmless, although they were still huge and stood in the universe, even the poisonous thorns became soft. Lawrence frantically stared at Serra through the screen during the escape, but only saw him lowering his head, his nose almost touching the ear of the female insectoid in his arms. The flames in his eyes were extinguished, and his curly hair fell down to cover his face and expression, but it also made him look extremely peaceful.

On the war-torn interstellar battlefield, he made the noisy starry sky quiet down. Lawrence had no time to take care of him and quickly passed through the wormhole and left the sky above Heavenly Palace Star.

*

“You’re not… you’re okay.”

Edwin’s cold fingers caressed Serra’s cheeks, and the vague meaning in his short words almost made Serra’s heart ache. He understood everything:

“You thought something happened to me? Damn… damn! What did Colean show you, right? He’s a liar, a complete bastard, he—I’ll kill him, I’ll kill him with my own hands, he dares to touch you, I’ll kill him!”

Serra’s eyes were blood red, and hatred flowed down like tears. He hugged Edwin’s body tightly, his mind was full of complex thoughts, and tears quickly gathered in his eyes:

“How can you… even if something really happened to me, you can’t treat your own life so lightly, male parent! You are… what exactly are you doing, don’t you really care about your own life? You can’t do this… you can’t do this.”

Serra’s voice became more and more crying, his tear glands were originally shallow, and after hugging Edwin, who gave him great shock and worry after the life-and-death battle, he was even as aggrieved as a insect cub. The trick of his male parent and male son fooled Edwin, but also fooled himself. Even if he was unwilling to admit it, sometimes his emotional control in front of Edwin was not as good as that of a cub.

“I’m sorry, male parent… I’m too useless, I’m too useless, that’s why I made you want to give up your life. I shouldn’t have let the First Army go just now, maybe Colean—or his lackey—was sitting in the command room. It’s no different. I’ll kill them, I’ll—ugh!”

Suddenly, Serra’s lips were suddenly blocked by a pair of dry and soft lips. Those lips rubbed Serra’s lips gently and disorderly. Rather than sucking, it was more like a butterfly lingering on a flower stamen. The words in Serra’s throat suddenly disappeared, and he opened his eyes in a daze, feeling Edwin’s hot tears and sobbing breath falling on his face along with his cold lips.

Serra’s heart ached in the rapid heartbeat. For a moment, he was at a loss—he had never seen Edwin cry with tears streaming down his face, not when he was dying, not when he was suffering, not when he got what he wanted. Serra was sometimes not sure whether Edwin, after years of repression, could still release intense emotions—not that Edwin was not good anywhere, but every time Serra looked at him expressionless at the moment when he should have shed tears or laughed loudly, he would feel a pain in his heart.

That was how much instinctive repression was used to develop the composure.

Now, when Edwin really cried, Serra’s heart was like he was on a roller coaster—his worry was even greater. He didn’t know how disappointed Edwin