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Chapter 336 Melvitt, The Mystery of the Queen Bee (Fourth Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

One minute ago, inside the hive.

Thick, smooth, and golden honey flowed endlessly from the ceiling, cascading down like a waterfall from the center and continuously filling the enormous cocoon.

The moment he rushed into the hive, Gu Qiye immediately put Yuri down.

The lingering black arcs of electricity around them had dissipated. The two stopped at the palace entrance, looked up, and quickly scanned their surroundings, cautiously observing the eerie scene inside the palace.

Inside the enormous cocoon lay a three-meter-long queen bee with a long, narrow scar on her thorax; if not more certain, she was the queen bee.

In front of the queen bee's cocoon, a plain-looking queen bee was guarding the area, which from a distance looked like a large, ordinary worker bee.

The only difference between this queen bee and the worker bees is that she has facial features similar to humans, but she doesn't have that protruding stinger on her philtrum, so she doesn't look so ferocious. Instead, she looks like a gentle old man.

“The Four-Bee Lord, Melvitt,” Yuriel said in a low voice. “We don’t yet know what kind of abilities it has, so we must be careful.”

"Is it the only one among the four queen bees whose abilities are unknown?" Gu Qiye asked.

Yuriel nodded silently, her icy blue pupils reflecting Melvitt's face.

Melvitt sighed, slowly stood up from the front of the cocoon, and scratched his head. "Judging from the noise, it seems like there's quite a fierce fight outside... You guys must have slipped in during the chaos, right? You're quite opportunistic. It's fate that you ran into someone as lazy as me."

Before the Four Bees Marquis could finish speaking, Yu Ruier and Gu Qiye had already disappeared from their original positions, flanking him from the left and right.

Yuriel rode on the ice, the ice stretching forward, her figure as swift as howling snow. With a casual wave of her hand, she conjured a large, thick, and sharp icicle in mid-air.

“Bang! Bang! Bang——!”

The Icelandic girl slightly bent her knuckles, and more than a dozen ice spikes instantly tore through the air, shooting straight forward from above her head, launching a probing attack on Melvitt.

On the other side, Gu Qiye had the experience of facing Qiao last time, so she was unsure whether every horn bee carried a neurotoxin that could paralyze its opponent.

So he didn't rush to Melvitt either, but instead unleashed a burst of extremely dark electricity from his fingertips, forming a beam that hissed and swept forward.

At that moment, two honeycomb-shaped hexagonal mirrors suddenly appeared in the air, blocking Melvitt's left and right sides respectively, each three meters long and three meters wide.

Yuriel's ice spike fell into the mirror on the left and melted instantly, as if the mirror contained a huge space; Gu Qiye was the same, his beam of dark lightning was swallowed up by the hexagonal mirror on the right.

Years of combat experience made Gu Qiye and You Ruier realize something was wrong, and in that fleeting 0.5 seconds, they simultaneously assumed a vigilant stance.

In the blink of an eye, a black bolt of lightning shot out from the mirror on the left, heading straight for Yuriel's heart; while from the mirror on the right, ice spikes shot out, carrying a howling cold current, flying towards Gu Qiye.

A steep ice surface suddenly formed beneath Yuriel's feet. She bent down and swiftly glided to the right, her snow-white hair flying between the cold current and the ice shards. She was like a leaping sprite on the glacier, light and agile.

In an instant, a beam of lightning that popped out of the mirror swept past the side of her face.

Although she narrowly avoided the attack, the electric arc still tore a corner of her combat uniform at the shoulder, leaving a thin, long wound on her skin.

At this moment, electric sparks danced across the blurred flesh, and excruciating pain and numbness surged through her brain.

But the Icelandic girl's eyes remained unblinking, her face expressionless, as if she felt no pain.

If she had been just two centimeters closer, her head would have been reduced to ashes in an instant by the raging lightning! This was the first time Yuriel had experienced, from her opponent's perspective, just how terrifying the destructive power of Gu Qiye's lightning was.

On the other side of the palace, Gu Qiye had already disappeared from the spot, and the ice spikes reflected in the mirror could not even touch his afterimage.

His figure transformed into a bolt of black lightning, silently bypassing Melvitt and arriving beside Yuriel. He then bent down and turned to look at Yuriel's shoulder.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

Yuriel shook her head expressionlessly and met his gaze for a second.

Almost at the same moment their eyes met, Gu Qiye and Yu Ruier were already certain that the other had understood the Four Bees Marquis's special ability—to create mirrors that could absorb attacks and autonomously reflect the things stored within them.

Therefore, the two instantly reached a consensus that they should not engage in long-range combat at this time, as that would only be asking for trouble.

If close combat is employed, Melvitt's superpower will be significantly reduced in impact.

“Do you know?” Melvitt suddenly said, “I am the last queen bee to be born, and also the weakest among them. So from the moment I was born, Her Highness the Queen Bee told me… the only way for the true queen bee of the Light-Eating Bee clan to be born is for the queen bees to kill each other and devour one another.”

Gu Qiye was slightly taken aback, while Yuriel looked at Melvitt expressionlessly. "It's pathetic, isn't it?" Melvitt shrugged.

“I can tell you have a strong urge to confide in others,” Gu Qiye said. “But chatting while fighting isn’t a good habit.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qiye had already closed in on Melvitt. His entire body was enveloped in arcs of electricity. He first raised his fist to make a feint, then suddenly bent down to avoid Melvitt's grab. He then twisted his body, raised his knee, and kicked upwards.

A layer of black lightning bolts coated the heel, striking Melvitt squarely in the chin.

"Bang—!" Melvitt's body flew upwards, the exoskeleton covering his chin was shattered by lightning, and black blood gushed out.

At this moment, Yuriel's offensive came one after another. She caught up with the figure of Four Bees on the ice, and an ice-blue longsword formed in the palm of her right hand.

A hexagonal honeycomb-shaped mirror formed directly in front of Yuriel, but she had anticipated it. Riding on the ice, she swiftly and lightly glided through the air, then circled behind Melvitt and thrust her sword at him.

Melvitt suddenly flipped in mid-air to steady himself, his legs landing on the ceiling. He then abruptly raised his hand, his right hand, covered by an exoskeleton, gripping the ice sword.

However, at that very moment, something unexpected happened—in a fraction of a second, Yuriel condensed the air directly in front of Melvitt's eye sockets, and tiny ice particles gathered in mid-air, forming two finger-thick spikes.

Then, two thin ice spikes shot straight forward, aiming for Melvitt's eye sockets.

"Damn it—! You despicable humans!" Melvitt roared as he watched the ice spike hurtling toward his pupils, but he didn't have time to stop it.

In an instant, two thin ice spikes pierced his eyeballs, blood splattering into his eye sockets. Melvitt screamed as his vision went black, but his remaining keen senses continued to help him observe his surroundings.

At this moment, he was standing on the ceiling, upside down, and he crushed the ice sword he was holding with force, blood seeping from his palm.

But the next moment, a giant ice-forged hammer appeared in Yuriel's left hand, and she swung it upwards, smashing it into Melvitt's chest.

A cold wave, formed by a convergence of cold air currents, swept over them, causing the air temperature to drop rapidly. In time, Melvitt created a mirror on his chest, absorbing the giant hammer that Yuriel swung at him.

In an instant, the ice hammer sprang from the mirror, smashing towards Yuriel's own head. In her icy blue pupils, the hammer drew ever closer, like the Grim Reaper approaching with his scythe.

Gu Qiye had already bent his knees and crushed the ground, shooting upwards like an arrow, embracing Yuriel's body, and then stepping onto a corner of the ceiling.

Ice hammers swept past the two of them, leaving frost on the hems of their clothes. Gu Qiye's body spun upside down, stepping on the ceiling, and shot towards Melvitt like an arrow released from a bow.

He held Yuriel with one arm and raised the other arm forward.

His right fist, crackling with ferocious lightning, transformed into a jet-black drill and smashed toward Melvitt's head. The lightning was silent, yet it seemed to roar, exuding a violent and surging blackness.

Melvitt temporarily lost his eyesight. Although the Light-Eating Bees have extremely strong self-healing abilities, this is the most vulnerable part of his body, and it will still take some time to recover.

In addition, a thin layer of ice dust formed in the air by Yuriel lightly condensed on his fists and legs, so Melvitt was naturally unable to react to Gu Qiye's sudden attack.

Before he could raise his arms, he was hit in the head by an electric fist that shot towards him!

"Sizzle—!" The pitch-black lightning, like a venomous snake seizing its prey, tore through the exoskeleton layer by layer, then shattered half of Melvitt's head in one fell swoop.

"Pfft—!" Blood gushed out! Gu Qiye, holding Yu Ruier, plummeted from the sky!

"Ugh—!" Half of Melvitt's head was missing, and black blood flowed out. The remaining half of his face was hideous like a demon, and his blood-stained eye sockets were open, revealing dark holes.

He stomped on the ceiling, his body falling to the floor, tumbling and crashing to the ground.

Then, Melvitt struggled to his feet and walked step by step toward Gu Qiye.

Meanwhile, honeycomb-like mirrors were stacked around Melvitt, fitting together seamlessly, arming him into an invincible warrior.

Gu Qiye squatted down, put Yuriel down, looked up and saw this scene, then distanced himself from Mervet.

Melvitt's remaining half of his lips moved. "And the queen bee also told me that the purpose of her giving birth to me was to let me be eaten by other queen bees so that the real queen bee could be born... This feeling is really painful, as if I was destined to become food for other queen bees from birth, as if I was born as a sacrifice."

“What kind of mother is this? If I knew nothing, I would accept it willingly, but I have devoured your human memories and knowledge, and now I understand what kind of situation I am in.”

"In your human terms, this feeling should be called nothingness...and anger, right?"

Melvitt pointed to the giant cocoon behind him, gritted his teeth, his mangled lips twitching, and roared hysterically:
“I told her I didn’t want to be a sacrifice, that I wanted to live, and she flew into a rage, so… so I beat the Queen so badly, ripped open her womb, but now, now… am I going to be in mortal danger for protecting her? What a damn irony…”

(End of this chapter)