The evil female is delicate and weak, and the four beastly husbands take turns feeding her.

Chapter 155 Just Like the Marshal

"Stay...we have everything here..."

"You can be with them forever, and there will never be a separation..."

"If you wake up, you will be taken back to the laboratory and subjected to round after round of experiments in the dark."

Ye Xi'an was somewhat disoriented.

"Ye Xi'an! Wake up!"

Bo Jing's anxious voice pulled her back to reality.

Seeing Ye Xi'an's unfocused gaze, he immediately realized that Ye Xi'an was definitely being misled by the dream.

Lin Zhijing frowned as cracks began to appear on the metal shield.

The earthen walls in Yiyang were shaking violently, and were clearly about to collapse.

Ji Jiangci covered his head, his body trembling slightly, clearly also affected by the mental shock, though to a lesser degree than Ye Xi'an.

The dark green vines seized the opportunity to break through the defenses and surged towards them like a tide.

Ye Xi'an suddenly woke up and shouted.

"Go away!"

Ye Xi'an suddenly flung his hand, severing the attacking vines with milky-white spiritual energy threads, a fierce glint flashing in his purple eyes.

She won't fall for the same trick again!
A powerful will burned like a flame in her mind.

The spiritual energy that had been flowing like a gentle stream suddenly surged forth like a flood breaking through a dam.

The strands of spiritual energy became solid and resilient, even taking on a faint purple halo.

His superpower level has completely broken through to level four.

Ye Xi'an's gaze was fixed on the vines that were rushing towards him wildly.

She concentrated her mind, compressing her immense spiritual power into an invisible blade.

Everyone could clearly feel that the air seemed to have been cut open.

The dark green vines that were at the forefront snapped off cleanly, their cuts as smooth as mirrors.

Even more bizarrely, the broken vines did not regrow as before, but instead withered, turned black, and turned to ashes.

It was as if their life force had been cut off in an instant.

A sharper, more agonizing scream came from the bottom of the pit.

A new wave of vines grew from the bottom of the pit. Even if Ye Xi'an's mental blade could restrain them, superpowers would eventually run out, but dreams could grow endlessly using dream stones.

Ji Jiangci and Lin Zhijing were also clearly not in good condition, swaying as if they had drunk fake alcohol.

Ye Xi'an frowned, knowing that this was not the way to go. So, during a lull in the attack, Ye Xi'an pulled out four strands of mental energy and shot them toward the foreheads of the four people. Then, like kissing them, he pressed them into their mental seas and used his own mental energy and dreams to resist.

Since the male and female who marry on the main planet are spiritually connected, Ye Xi'an's actions immediately brought everyone to their senses. They wanted to help Ye Xi'an, but Ye Xi'an stopped them.

"Never mind me, go to the palace and kill the real body."

Without a word, the four of them, like tacit teammates, took long strides and jumped into the pit.

Ye Xi'an is right. Since we can't kill all the vines, we should kill the main body instead.

The four of them fell to the bottom of the pit and attacked the dream stone together. The pale blue dream stone shattered and scattered, revealing the palace below.

Lin Zhijing followed the vines quickly, searching for Meng. Ye Xi'an was unprotected at the moment, and he had to find and kill Meng as soon as possible.

Finally, they reached the essence of the dream in the deepest part of the palace. It was an extremely beautiful female who sat on a palace chair with her eyes closed. Vines grew continuously from her limbs to protect her, and her appearance could only be glimpsed through the gaps in the vines.

Bo Jing's eyes widened: "Isn't this the Marshal!" Lin Zhijing glanced at the palace's decor, which was actually the same as the Marshal's mansion.

But now is not the time to think about that.

"Kill her quickly." Lin Zhijing's voice was icy cold. He would not show any mercy just because the person in front of him looked like a marshal. Even if she were a real marshal, he would kill her without hesitation, provided that he could defeat her.

The closer the four people got to the main body, the denser the vines became, making it virtually impossible for them to move an inch.

Bo Jing grew anxious, looking at Lin Zhijing who was relentlessly attacking beside him, and became increasingly puzzled: "Lin Zhijing! How did you get your level seven ability? How come it's so weak!"

He had seen a level seven ability user before, and that was far more impressive than Lin Zhijing's or the level seven orc who had launched the sneak attack.

Lin Zhijing didn't mince words: "Do you think someone like me who does scientific research can level up to level seven just by taking on missions?"

That's pretty obvious.

"Damn it!" Bo Jing spat out, "It's technology and ruthless work again."

"No, I'm about to run out of power." Yi Yang didn't have much left, and he was already quite exhausted.

"Let's retreat first," Lin Zhijing ordered.

Just then, a flash of white light appeared at the location of Meng's true form, and Ye Xi'an suddenly appeared in front of Meng, severing her limbs with his mental energy blade. Instantly, the vines that filled the palace fell silent and to the ground.

Ye Xi'an grabbed Meng by the neck, his tone icy cold, showing no trace of his previous soft and gentle demeanor: "Give Ji Jiangci back his life force!"

The woman, who had been keeping her eyes closed, slowly opened her dreamlike eyes and gazed down at Ye Xi'an like a goddess, her pink lips slightly parted.

"Who are you."

She had entered the dreams of countless orcs, but had never felt such spiritual power before. She vaguely sensed that Ye Xi'an did not belong to that place called the Main God Star.

"Stop talking nonsense, give me back my life force, or I'll kill you!"

The female closed her eyes; Ye Xi'an had severed the part of her body from which she could channel her power, and she was doomed. Even in death, she would not let the person before her have his way.

"He can't pay it back. Let him wait to die."

Before Ye Xi'an could even make a move, the female had already turned into a pool of green liquid in her hand and flowed down Ye Xi'an's arm.

Ye Xi'an looked at his empty hands, somewhat bewildered. Was Meng dead or had she escaped?

"She's dead?"

Lin Zhijing stepped forward and wiped the disgusting liquid off her hands.

"Yes, Meng's power actually relies on the Dream Stone. Her own strength is not very strong. You cut off her energy source, so she naturally died."

“But…” Lin Zhijing frowned, “Why does she look exactly like the Marshal?”

Ye Xi'an's eyes lit up: "So this is what the Marshal looks like! So handsome."

Ji Jiangci walked to her side, looking at her with a complicated expression.

There was worry, relief, and a subtle, almost imperceptible sense of distance.

He clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm.

She has become stronger again.

But he was constantly weakening.

Ye Xi'an noticed Ji Jiangci's gaze and turned to ask him what was wrong.

Ji Jiangci's eyes flashed, and he explained, "I know why she looks just like the Marshal."

It turns out that the Marshal was partly to blame for the second mutation that occurred on Dreamweaver Star.

Ten years ago, the main planet had peacefully passed ten years without any Zerg invasions, and the Marshal occasionally took the time to travel to Dreamweaver.