MCDWTBS Chapter 45
by Volare“For thousands of years, the church has deceived, concealed, usurped power, and slaughtered. Their punitive robots have replaced the technology of the Imperial Research Institute, running on dirty code contaminated by the mental power of the church’s male insectoids, abusing female and sub-male insectoids, my compatriots. The power to punish you female insectoids, sub-male insectoids, and female children, is it your own, or that of the church’s male insectoids?”
Serra’s voice transmitted through the StarNet, reaching the ears of every male insectoid:
“Their filthy mental tendrils extend into every male insectoid family, including mine. My poor male parent and brothers were humiliated under their will, and my ignorance indulged the church’s encroachment. This empire, is it the insectoids’ empire, the Golden Feather’s empire, or the church’s empire?”
“How much longer are we going to be their puppets? Today, I was forced to pupate under the attack of the church’s lackeys, led by Bishop Sass and Bishop Sandersfi of the church. I killed the church’s male insectoid who invaded my territory and attacked my male parent, and I will never regret my defense of life and power! My powerful mental tendrils are slandered by them as a sign of depravity. Who gave them such power? Who gave them the power to borrow the authority of the Mother Goddess to privately convict male insectoids who threaten them?”
“The Heavenly Palace Star does not house the Mother Goddess, but the Pope who flies the flag of the Mother Goddess! It is a bishop who does nothing and eats his meal! What kind of divine envoy are they?”
“The insectoid race is a great nation, with hundreds of planets, established by the Golden Feather and the four great families. The church has not contributed a single effort, nor injured a single insectoid. Now, they are coming to shake the foundation of the empire! I only ask you, if they are really divine envoys, why doesn’t the Mother Goddess endow them with her powerful power, but instead endows me, a descendant of the Noah family?”
Serra lowered his deep brows, and a trace of divinity and certainty appeared on his handsome young face:
“The Mother Goddess chose me because the church has never had the favor of a true god! They have swaggered for many years under the banner of the Mother Goddess, and I am their divine punishment.”
Before the words fell, the dark tendrils writhed in the sky, emitting a difficult-to-capture scream, Lawrence’s eardrums were almost torn apart, his heart beat extremely fast, and facing Serra’s pressure made him feel like he was dying, but he also knew that as he had tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice, it was impossible to smear Serra with the power of public opinion, but instead made the church and the Male Protection Association fall into injustice.
As a cunning and experienced male insectoid, Lawrence knew how much his kind admired the strong. Serra’s background, ability, and courage were impeccable, and the content he spoke was exactly the truth that the church had been hiding. Lawrence was afraid that the church would blame him for the live broadcast he had designed, so he forced himself to confront Serra:
“Duke, you have just transformed, I’m afraid you are still a little unclear! The bishops of the church equally care for every male insectoid, and the church has been committed to promoting the rights and interests of male insectoids for many years! There must be some misunderstanding, you see, Bishop Sandersfi was still worried about your transformation being disturbed by the treacherous female and sub-male insectoids in the Duke’s Mansion before he left. You don’t know, the female and sub-male insectoids you indulge attacked the noble church bishop! They are the source of sin and all misunderstandings, you–”
“I said, you are very brave, Lawrence.”
Serra’s mental tendrils behind him suddenly trembled, and a mental tendril hung down from the dark sky, piercing Lawrence’s neck with thorny barbs, and lifting him up in his pig-like screams.
“My male parents and brothers are all victims of the church’s malicious attack on the Duke’s Mansion. The church’s hand has stretched too long. After they saw my mental power at the palace banquet, they could not tolerate such power that they could not match being left outside. They wanted to control me, even kill me, even though I was an underdeveloped larva not long ago.”
“My male parents and brothers protected me under the threat of invaders, and I killed every male insectoid here. Do you want evidence, Lawrence? I don’t mind hanging your body with theirs, after all, your dereliction of duty forced me to complete this transformation myself. And your tricks of colluding with the church to slander the Duke’s Mansion and smear the Golden Feather Dynasty will backfire.”
Lawrence’s voice for mercy was swallowed by the tendrils. Serra did not want Lawrence’s life, but at an angle invisible to the camera, he used the tendrils to tear all the male insectoid corpses to pieces. The blood and bones and dirty viscous matter were mixed together, and bloody, they were thrown in front of the paralyzed Lawrence.
“You can go, Lord Lawrence. From now on, no matter where or when, the affiliated planets, territories, and industries of the Duke of Noah are prohibited from being enforced by the Male Protection Association, and the church’s lackeys are also prohibited from stepping in. Soon, I will submit the complaint to the Imperial Court and the Imperial Palace.”
After speaking, Serra took a few steps back and entered the darkness of his tendrils, leaving Lawrence, who was terrified and out of shape, shivering on the ground, and the female and sub-male insectoids around him knelt on the ground, not even daring to help him…
The glowing protective shield of the Duke’s Mansion was repaired by the female and sub-male insectoids and once again enveloped the Duke’s Mansion, isolating the prying eyes of the outside world. Serra put away the tendrils, and as soon as his legs landed, he knelt in the garden of the Duke’s Mansion and vomited, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his straight nose.
He was actually far less tough than he looked. It wasn’t that he thought the church and those damn male insectoids who hurt Edwin deserved forgiveness, but that he really couldn’t get any joy from violence and killing.
Before today, the only ones who aroused his intention to kill were the male father of this body and Bishop Alec of the church. He had crippled these two pig-like male insectoids because they had threatened Edwin’s life more than once, but he did not kill the old Duke or Alec.
Today, he killed Sass. This was the first life he bore, and he knew he would be captured even more. Sass’s charred body had just been crushed into pieces by him in front of Lawrence, and he did not regret it. He also had to tear all the male insectoid corpses to pieces. This was not to vent his anger or show his power, but to cover up the real cause of their death.
Although he claimed in the live broadcast that he was responsible for all the male insectoids who died in the territory of the Duke’s Mansion, if these corpses were autopsied, it would not be difficult to see that their cause of death was caused by lightsabers, particle guns, and other weapons, rather than the mental tendrils of the male insectoid.
Serra could not allow the insectoids of the Duke’s Mansion to take any risks, knowing that the imperial law infinitely favored male insectoids and would only severely punish female and sub-male insectoids, so he had to destroy the evidence. He not only destroyed the gene chains of those male insectoids with tendrils, but also tore their corpses to pieces, deterring Lawrence and the hands behind Lawrence, which was just an additional effect.
After easing the nausea spreading in his chest, Serra slowly stood up, letting his heart pull his legs and walked towards the west wing where Edwin was located.
*
“Young Male Master, Krison took the core researchers and confidential information of the laboratory and retreated to the industrial planet Star302 in the territory of the Duke’s Mansion. He said that there is a large research institute there that can restart work. He also said that he is grateful for the warning information brought by Ilia, the sub-male insectoid of the Duke’s Mansion, and the planet key provided by you. Currently, they are on the way to transfer, and everything is safe.”
Sison reported the information to Serra who returned. He looked at Serra with gratitude and complexity. He must have known what happened outside the territory of the Duke’s Mansion through the equipment connecting the StarNet in the Duke’s Mansion.
Even if he tried his best to suppress it, there was an unspeakable sense of joy in the eyes of Sison and many female and sub-male insectoids in the Duke’s Mansion. Those high-ranking church male insectoids were torn to pieces like a group of insects. Their blood was red, their bones were white, and the shattered dregs were gray, black, dirty, and smelly, no different from sub-male and female insectoids.
But they call themselves the sons of gods, high above the heads of female and sub-male insectoids, making them worthless and born guilty. It turns out that the so-called sons of gods are just flesh and blood wrapped in mortal skin. Equally dirty, lowly, and fragile.
Serra nodded, thinking that Krison deserved to be a female insectoid researcher who had participated in Ax’s Dawn Project and was able to retreat completely. His agility and reaction speed were far better than his. On the contrary, the Duke’s Mansion was caught in a mess in the church’s conspiracy and sudden attack, and almost suffered a complete annihilation.
All this was because he was not cautious enough.
Serra felt guilty, and the root of his guilt lay still unconscious in the medical bay. Serra couldn’t help but want to get closer to Edwin, but Ilot, who was sitting next to Edwin, suddenly stood up, blocking Serra’s path without showing any trace.
“Duke, the corner of your clothes is still soaked in blood, do you need to rest?”
Serra realized that he was too dirty to see, and it was really not suitable to go to Edwin, who had not yet recovered from his illness. He finally pulled away his eager gaze, drooping his curly hair and walked into the compartment of the suite, preparing to take a quick shower:
“I’m sorry, Your Highness, Sison, I’ll be right back.”
“Actually, Lord Serra, I want to go back to the Imperial Palace to ask for orders.” Ilot interrupted him, his golden eyes scanned Serra’s eyebrows, and then fell on his messy brown curly hair. From the young male insectoid who was completely different from the cub, he found many familiar components:
“Can I talk to you?”
“Of course.” Serra rubbed the blood on his fingers uneasily, still not daring to look directly into Ilot’s eyes—he had done something he felt guilty about to Edwin, and Ilot knew what he had done, because of Ilot’s own situation, he understood the error of Serra’s behavior better than Sison.
“My imperial brother indulged the church’s attack on you. I don’t know what the church used to convince him, but I think it may be related to the artifact.” Ilot said calmly, his eyes staying on the bone-white snake-shaped arm ring on Serra’s arm, and Serra couldn’t help but gently hold the arm ring, thinking of his two more miserable students.
“Moreover, my imperial brother has always been an extremely suspicious and sensitive male insectoid. He seizes power without restraint, but is worried that other insectoids will do the same to him. Duke Serra, can I still trust you?”
He asked suddenly, causing Serra to raise his eyes and reveal the expression in his eyes without reservation. Serra knew that this was a test, and Ilot had used some psychological techniques to obtain information. Serra certainly wouldn’t feel offended. He admired Ilot’s agility, persistence, and unyielding spirit. He believed that in times of turmoil, Ilot would become an excellent leader and politician.
“I think you can trust me, Your Highness. My appearance may have changed, but my heart and my ideals are always the same. This is a world that needs to be subverted.”
“I’m glad to confirm this, Duke Serra.” Ilot’s expression softened:
“My imperial brother will take action. He and the church are now suspicious of your bracelet, but if I have not misjudged, your bracelet is a path that cannot be abandoned. I hope the Duke’s Mansion will withstand the pressure and not give up your plan. I will mobilize everything I can and provide all assistance. I don’t care about your real purpose, even if you tell me that you are just doing it for your male parent.”
Ilot’s expression was calm, and his etiquette was impeccable, but he couldn’t hide the sharpness in his words. Male parent… After Serra did everything, what face and qualifications did he have to call Edwin his male parent? After he personally desecrated his male parent?
“I won’t give up… This is very complicated, Your Highness. I made a mistake, I… I know that it is irreversible. You have thousands of reasons to despise me, but I still promise you that my heart and my ideals are the same, and have not changed because of my transformation.”
Serra admitted almost ashamed. Now, what else did he not understand? What kind of shit revolutionary brotherhood, what kind of shit system mission, Yun Jiarang was right, he was just gay. After seeing Edwin for the first time, everything had already been decided and could not be changed.