Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1148: Queen’s Despair

Chapter 1148: Queen’s Despair

Their small, single-minded brains clung to one thought: they must reach their queen and protect her.

Their relentless focus was unshakable.

The disc-like artifact hovered in the air, defying conventional physics.

The light it emitted formed an impassable shield, halting the swarm in its tracks.

Kahlil and Tariq swallowed their saliva hard.

Yet again, their benefactors demonstrated abilities and tools beyond their comprehension.

"If the Empire had something like this in the past," Tariq murmured, "we wouldn’t have needed to fear penetrating the heart of the space insectoid swarm or being surrounded by massive tides of these creatures. We might have even escaped unscathed."

The collapse of Planet Umbra didn’t accelerate but continued steadily at a constant pace.

Amalia concentrated, carefully controlling the fusion of Planet Umbra with her small world, accumulating its essence bit by bit.

Inside her small world, she raised towering mountain ranges that formed a colossal cage, temporarily containing the space insectoids that had been drawn into the massive central basin.

Separated from their queen’s presence, the space insectoids panicked, aimlessly circling within the basin in confusion.

However, only a small portion of the swarm ended up there.

Amalia’s control was not yet precise or evenly distributed.

A large number of space insectoids were immediately disintegrated upon entering the small world.

The surviving space insectoids remained only because Amalia exerted a fragment of her consciousness to allow it.

Over the course of an entire day and night, more than half of Planet Umbra had already been devoured.

The space insectoids scattered across the planet had converged into the remaining half, their numbers surging.

They screeched incessantly at Amalia, swarming toward her with terrifying, ferocious expressions.

Their fearless determination did not inspire admiration but only underscored their relentlessness.

Yet one by one, the space insectoids fell, killed by Kenny Lin before they could get anywhere near Amalia.

As for the Space Insectoid Queen, she was like a lamb who is waiting to be slaughtered.

Even Khalil and Tariq could sense the Space Insectoid Queen’s frantic psychic power.

She understood her dire predicament; if she didn’t fight back, her death was imminent.

However her psychic roars over the past day and night had left her utterly drained.

For the first time, the Space Insectoid Queen experienced a terrifying realization: the invincible, feared beings of the universe, like herself, could one day be rendered incapable of even approaching their enemy.

As the planet’s size diminished further, the swarm around the Space Insectoid Queen had no place to stand.

Desperate to protect their queen, the space insectoids charged forward without hesitation, attempting to fill the massive void with their bodies, hoping to shield her from harm.

Amalia’s eyes grew increasingly bright, reflecting the profound changes taking place within her small world.

Two more days passed, and finally, Planet Umbra collapsed entirely, leaving the Space Insectoid Queen fully exposed.

At that moment, Amalia suddenly felt a psychic transmission from the Space Insectoid Queen.

She was begging—begging Amalia to spare her.

She was willing to take all her subjects and leave, offering to give up the energy planet to Amalia.

With the strength of an early stage Deity Transformation, her psychic power reflected a level of intelligence far beyond the norm.

"It’s a pity, but I still can’t spare you," Amalia replied coldly, her face showing no sign of mercy.

These space insectoids were not only humanity’s natural enemy but also the enemy of planets.

Having fused with Planet Umbra, Amalia knew that the planet’s only requirement, passed on through its will, was the death of the Space Insectoid Queen.

She could not go back on her word.

The Space Insectoid Queen, realizing the planet continued to collapse, understood her pleas had been in vain.

The massive mound of flesh, with no visible features, emitted an intense wave of anger and hatred.

She hated it.

If only she had a little more time, she could devour all of Planet Noctis’s energy and evolve to a level that no Space Insectoid Queen had ever reached before.

At that point, destroying the universe would be a trivial task.

Why?

Why couldn’t she be given just a little more time?!

The Space Insectoid Queen, consumed by fury, wept blood.

Inside the spaceship, Khalil and Tariq were momentarily dazed, their eyes quickly turning red.

The next second, a cool sensation seemed to flow through their minds, and they both instantly snapped back to their senses.

Neither of them knew what had just happened, only that their minds were suddenly filled with hatred and the urge for slaughter.

"Be careful, don’t let the Space Insectoid Queen’s psychic power affect you," Amalia’s voice reached their ears.

"Can the queen’s psychic power still affect us?" Khalil thought with lingering fear.

"The Space Insectoid Queen’s psychic power is stronger than any previous ones. Ordinary people are easily affected by it."

In an instant, both of their knees felt like they were stabbed by a knife—revealing that, in Amalia’s eyes, they were nothing more than ordinary people.

When Amalia finally reached the location of the Space Insectoid Queen, she felt a sudden resistance, which immediately slowed down the process of assimilation.

Sensing that the force threatening her had weakened slightly, the Space Insectoid Queen, as if finding an opening, desperately unleashed her psychic power to resist.

The speed had indeed slowed, but that didn’t mean assimilation couldn’t continue.

This was different from the earlier assimilation of the space insectoid.

The space insectoid were weak and could be swallowed without hesitation by the small world, where they would then be integrated.

However, because the Space Insectoid Queen’s psychic power was too strong, she couldn’t be swallowed whole.

Amalia could only slowly dismantle her.

This was actually more painful—like a slow, torturous death.

The Space Insectoid Queen watched helplessly as her flesh—no, her power—was slowly consumed, the blood streaming from her eyes as she shrieked in desperation, her voice growing hoarse.

At this moment, hearing the Space Insectoid Queen’s final cries for help, the space insectoid outside, still relentlessly crashing into the disk, became even more frantic.

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