Who understands? The aloof female ruler always flirts without even realizing it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Xiongzi's face vanished instantly, his eyes darkened, and his sharp gaze pierced Dei like an ice spike. The low pressure emanating from him caused the temperature in the bedroom to drop several degrees.

"I haven't settled the score with you guys for having insects assassinate Lanlan and her baby when she was giving birth."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an icy killing intent; every word struck Dei's heart with crystal clarity.

Instead of panicking, he chuckled softly, a laugh that was alluring yet tinged with wickedness and smugness.

She raised her eyes, meeting the man's cold gaze, and said slowly and deliberately:

"Sir, don't worry, he'll be here soon."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Shen Yan and Kalandall, a cruel air of certainty in his eyes.

"Now that you're already standing here, then... you might as well be buried with His Majesty."

"None of you will survive tonight."

"As for that little bastard..."

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"I will deal with it slowly in the future."

As he spoke, he sighed with feigned regret and said to Shen Yan, "I originally didn't want to touch you, after all, the Speaker of the Council is standing behind you, and he is indeed a troublesome character."

"What a pity. There's nothing I can do about it. Who told you to stand on Kalandall's side? You can't blame me for being ruthless."

Almost the instant the words fell, Anweixi's figure slowly appeared from the shadows on one side of the palace.

His face was expressionless, his gaze fixed on Karandal with a sinister intent.

At the same time, the palace gate was suddenly kicked open.

A large number of insects dressed in royal guard uniforms, yet exuding a distinctly murderous aura, surged in, instantly surrounding the two insects. The energy ports of all their weapons flashed with dangerous light, aimed at them.

Although Emperor Salio, lying on his sickbed, was unable to speak or move, he was still conscious.

The blatant coup and coup before him made his eyes bloodshot, and he let out a series of rapid and painful "hoarse" sounds.

His thin fingers trembled slightly, and his face turned red, but he couldn't even utter a complete rebuke or warning.

She could only watch helplessly as her nominal concubine and prince attempted to kill another prince of hers at her bedside.

He was so angry that his breathing became increasingly rapid, but no insects could attend to him.

Dei and Anvis chose this moment to launch their attack, their timing was extremely precise.

Because Kalandar's status as a prince has not yet been officially announced to the world, there are still gray areas in royal laws and official records.

Once he officially returns to the royal family, and given that he has a rare male offspring, even if he successfully eliminates the old emperor, according to the law, the male son is the first in line to inherit the throne, and Shen Lan'an will be the most legitimate heir to the throne.

With the young emperor still young, Kalandall, as his stepfather, naturally wielded immense power.

This is something they absolutely cannot tolerate.

Only by eliminating this most threatening competitor, along with Shen Yan, now can their subsequent plans be implemented smoothly.

"It seems that Her Majesty the Consort intends to completely break off relations."

Despite being surrounded, Calander showed no fear. He stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with his lord, displaying the cool composure and calmness characteristic of a general.

His blue eyes, sharp as a hawk's, locked onto the female insect: "You think you can keep us here with these small fry?"

The smug look on Dei's face faltered slightly; he clearly hadn't expected his opponent to remain so calm under such a disadvantageous situation.

He scoffed, "Whether they're small fry or not, we'll find out soon enough!"

Before he finished speaking, Anvisi, along with several guards who were clearly his confidants, almost simultaneously drew their energy pistols, the cold muzzles instantly pointing at the couple in the center of the encirclement!

Battle is imminent.

Karandal's eyes sharpened. Even though he had just given birth and his body was far from being at its peak, the fighting instincts of an Imperial general were already ingrained in his bones.

He was not carrying conventional weapons, but that does not mean he lacked the ability to defend himself or fight back.

With a slight hum, a pair of enormous and magnificent wings unfurled from behind Kalandall.

Pure and dazzling, like the brilliance of the most dazzling sapphire, it shimmers with a dreamlike iridescence under the flickering lights of the palace, with elegant wavy curves at the edges.

These are the magnificent wings of the Morpho butterfly, belonging to the Goddess of Light.

The butterfly wings did not appear to intimidate. The female queen took off, her huge wings drawing dazzling trails in the air. Her figure accelerated suddenly like a ghost, leaving only a faint blue afterimage in place.

At the same time, his arms gradually changed, and walking legs covered with a dark blue chitinous shell instantly extended out, replacing his original forearms and palms.

His limbs were long and powerful, with sharp edges like peerless blades, gleaming with a cold metallic light under the lamplight, like two deadly arm blades tailor-made for him.

Being in mid-air, with a clear view of all the changes on the field, Kalandel let out a low shout and transformed into a blue streak of light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, actively rushing towards the group of guards trying to approach from the left.

"My lord, be careful!"

His movements were faster than normal, making it impossible for his opponents to predict them.

The sharp arm blades move with the body, thrusting straight or slashing horizontally. The movements are extremely simple, yet full of the cruel aesthetics of combat skills and Zerg bio-weapons.

A series of piercing sounds and screams rang out!

As soon as a guard raised his energy gun, before he could even pull the trigger, a blue light flashed before his eyes, and his arm holding the gun was severed at the wrist, blood spurting out.

His companions tried to block, but the arm blade bypassed their defenses at an odd angle and precisely pierced their shoulder blades, instantly rendering them immobile.

Kalandall's attacks were like a whirlwind, using his super speed and mobility to weave and flash through the swarm, leaving only screams and fallen figures in his wake.

The guards' energy guns became practically useless under such terrifying speed and close-quarters combat, making even aiming incredibly difficult.

Despite handling these troublesome insects with ease, the female ruler's eyes were always fixed on Shen Yan, and her worries about the male ruler never diminished.

He knew that Shen Yan had strong mental power, but male insects were not known for close combat, and he was afraid that stray bullets or arrows might hurt his beloved male master.

However, the worry was completely dispelled by the scene before them in the next second.

Faced with the surging guards on his right and the gun pointed at him by Anvis, Shen Yan did not back down at all. Instead, he stepped forward and took Kalander's back into his protective range.

The usual gentle smile on his face had vanished, replaced by an awe-inspiring and unapproachable majesty, and a storm seemed to be gathering in his deep black eyes.

"Buzz—"

An invisible yet vast and boundless spiritual force field, as boundless as the starry sea, suddenly descended upon Shen Yan!

This spiritual power was no longer merely a gentle comfort or defense, but rather carried a naked aggression that made the insect's soul tremble.

The SSS-level male insect unleashed its full mental power, its pressure almost tangible.