Zerg: Why is the Overlord like that?

Inside the door, Elvis was curled up on the floor.

Hearing the door open, he wondered in a daze if it was his female father coming to find him.

Does the fact that the female father came to find him mean that the male lord and his brother Mitchell were...

Thinking of this, Elvis felt his already aching head become even more painful.

He no longer expects his female father to hug him.

So he kept his eyes closed and didn't open them.

Jian Chi lowered his eyes and stared at Elvis, who was lying on the ground.

It hadn't been long since they parted ways, but clear golden insect patterns appeared on Elvis's face and body.

The enormous golden wings on its back drooped to the ground, trembling incessantly from the pain.

He lay on the ground with his eyes closed, his whole body curled up in a ball, his hands covered in blood.

Her silky silver-white hair was scattered around her, stained with dirt, and her face was covered in sweat, which soaked the hair on both sides of her cheeks.

Like a butterfly nearing the end of its life, driven mad by fear, it struggles desperately but cannot escape its fate of withering away.

They were disheveled and pitiful.

"Elvis, open your eyes."

As Elvis endured endless pain, his eyelashes trembled slightly. In his hazy consciousness, he felt as if he heard the voice of his lord commanding him.

It must be an auditory hallucination...

While he was in the dark room, he heard countless whispers, and he also hallucinated the voice of the powerful ruler more than once.

However, each time, all that awaited him was darkness and silence, with only the painful tremors from the flapping of his wings.

He shouldn't have any more expectations.

But upon hearing the male ruler's voice, even knowing it was just a hallucination, he couldn't help but obey.

"My lord..." he murmured, opening his eyes.

The light coming in from outside was so dazzling that it made his eyes water uncontrollably.

He could barely open one eye to look outside the door, and when he saw the insect standing there, he was stunned.

A tall, slender figure stood in the doorway, backlit, looking down at the door with an indifferent expression, unlike his usual gentle demeanor.

He was enveloped in light, like a god.

He thought to himself, "It really is a dream."

Otherwise, why is the sunlight outside so dazzling?

The two insects stared at each other for what seemed like a long time, but in reality, only a few seconds had passed.

At this moment, Jian Chi spoke up.

Are you going to stay here?

Stay here?

No.

Elvis, who was constantly suffering from pain, shook his head desperately.

Although he was within Jian Chi's sight, he only slowly shook his head.

Elvis tilted his head back, and in the blinding sunlight, tears welled up in his bloodshot eyes, but he didn't dare to blink.

Then, with all his might, he reached out his hand to the powerful ruler, his hand trembling uncontrollably.

But the male ruler was too far away for him to reach, and a sense of panic arose in his heart, fearing that all of this was still just his illusion.

The trembling hand remained frozen in mid-air.

But soon, his trembling hand reached forward again, and his whole body moved towards Jian Chi with all his might.

The dying butterfly, enduring excruciating pain, desperately flapped its wings, bringing him before its deity.

Her hand gripped Jian Chi's trouser leg tightly, yet she shook it gently, afraid that if she shook it too hard, the dream would shatter.

"My lord, please, take me away..."

"I can't take you away in your current state."

Upon hearing the lord's voice, Avis felt utterly desperate.

The next moment, the male ruler squatted down, his voice gentle.

"When a star needs comforting, what should we do?"

Upon hearing this, Elvis's eyes flashed with an astonishing brightness, and he hurriedly propped himself up and looked up.

"Meow..."

Half an hour later, Elvis finally regained some consciousness.

I realized that all of this was not an illusion.

Although his head was still throbbing, his mental energy was no longer raging, and he was able to grit his teeth and stand up on his own.

After he stood up, he looked at Jian Chi and was about to ask Jian Chi how he found him when he noticed his parents standing at the door.

Elvis paused for a moment.

Then, Jian Chi next to him said, "You haven't left yet? What, haven't you seen enough?"

"..."

Hugh gave Jian Chi a complicated look, then glanced at Elvis, smiled gently with a hint of apology, and extended both hands.

"Elvis, let your father hug you again, okay?"

In response, Elvis lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Hugh gave a wry smile.

"You're still angry with your father, aren't you? It's okay, I won't blame you." He looked deeply at Elvis. "Elvis, remember, I will always be your father. I'll always be there for you whenever you need me."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Looking at his father's somewhat forlorn figure, Elvis felt a little dazed.

There was a time when what he feared most was seeing his female father's departing figure.

That would make him feel afraid of being abandoned.

But now, when he sees his father's back again, he has no feelings or thoughts left.

Only calm remained.

"What are you daydreaming about? Let's go."

Jian Chi's voice came from the side. As he spoke, he walked towards the direction where the aircraft was parked, without waiting for Elvis.

But Elvis gave a faint smile.

Because he could tell that the male ruler was walking much slower than usual.

"Wait for me, my lord." Elvis shook his head slightly and chased after him.

Once aboard the aircraft, Elvis said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He knew that given the female father's personality, it was impossible for her to tell the male master his whereabouts so easily, nor was it possible for her to take him away so easily.

Therefore, the powerful ruler must have put in a lot of effort.

Jian Chi raised an eyebrow: "With me, simply saying thank you isn't enough."

Upon hearing this, Elvis's pale cheeks flushed slightly. Just as he was about to reply, a ringing sound rang in his ears. A rustling sound came from all directions, and the ringing exploded, causing him to groan in pain.

If it weren't for the fact that the male ruler was there and he was afraid of frightening him, he probably would have already screamed.

That kind of pain was a million times more painful than a mental breakdown.

"Elvis?"

The lord's voice brought Elvis back to his senses.

Elvis snapped out of his daze and shook his head.

"I'm fine, my lord, it's just that my head hurts a little."

Jian Chi noticed that something was wrong with Elvis, but he didn't ask, as he also had things to do.

He yawned and said gently, "Then you should rest first."

"Thank you, my lord..."

Elvis sat sideways inside the aircraft, his eyes closed.

A torrent of memories kept surging in his mind, and he tried his best to process them amidst the pain.

The memories of his more than 90,000 lifetimes were actually very similar. In each lifetime, every major event in his life was exactly the same, without any changes.

Even so, those memories were still overwhelming him.

He needs time.