I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen
Chapter 36 - 36: Closing the Net, Annihilating the Enemy!

"Hahahahaha, I bet those cowardly nobles who didn't dare to ascend must be regretting it bitterly now!"

"Oh yes. What about the so-called Number One Overlord? Didn't our coalition forces crush them effortlessly?"

In the coalition camp, numerous minor Overlords sat around the tables, wine goblets in hand, mocking the unseen Number One Overlord.

These were Overlords who had descended from Blue Star, the ones most intimately acquainted with the legendary prowess of Number One.

Yet, it was precisely this formidable figure who had been relentlessly chased and cornered by them, reduced to their last stand.

So what if they could handle the Crimson Tide?

When all is said and done, at that crucial moment during the Crimson Tide, their numbers were roughly equivalent.

And considering that Number One had sustained significant losses during the Crimson Tide... perhaps this time, they might indeed succeed in obliterating the Zerg territory in one fell swoop!

Listening to these naive discussions about her master, a faint glimmer of disdain flickered in Catherine's eyes.

These ragtag individuals thought their master was as foolish as they were. Did they really believe that the Zerg's combat power was that limited?

A mere Zergling leader, not even considered formidable within the Zerg hierarchy, had already slain dozens of them... not to mention the massive swarm that followed!

In the end, her master spared their lives purely because they sensed Little Green's potential to evolve into a Zerg hero. Otherwise, the moment that Zergling leader perished, she would have personally descended to harvest these people!

"Well said, everyone. What is this Number One even worth? Doed he really deserve our attention?" Charles, seated at the head of the table, lifted his wine goblet with a smile and downed it in one go.

Seeing their leader drink, the minor Overlords of the coalition naturally didn't dare to stand out. Each of them, eager to please, picked up their varying sizes of goblets and followed suit, draining them in one gulp.

At that moment, old Johann, the werewolf, with a curious expression, asked, "Monchi, although I'm not one to speak ill, I must ask: have our advance scouts truly reached the territory of that Overlord?"

"It's not that I'm being pessimistic, but we, as the vanguard, are not meant to directly break through Number One's domain..."

"Proceed with caution, avoid recklessness!"

Old Johann was known for his strategic foresight, he was probably the only one in the current camp who could be considered a cerebral minor Overlord.

Yet, the other Overlords, who were merrily drunk, paid no heed to his words.

They all mocked him for being timid and overly cautious, causing Johann to let out a deep sigh. If the Zerg army were to launch a surprise attack at that very moment, how could this inebriated bunch of Overlords possibly mount an effective defense?

It seemed he needed to prepare for an early departure.

But little did old Johann know, by the time he reached this point, it was already too late.

A faint green mark had appeared on his neck, a sign of deep poisoning.

As for the dying men mocking him, Charles merely continued to drink and eat with a smile, showing no sign of anger.

After all, what was the point of being upset with people who were about to die?

"Master, I used my mental powers to scan. Little Green's toxin has already taken effect. Shall we make our move?" Catherine, filled with murderous intent, glanced around at the reveling crowd, her anger long uncontainable.

The principle of "a servant dies for their lord's dishonor" was just as valid on the Continent of Overlord. Moreover. Charles was the only master who had ever possessed both her body and soul.

Listening to Catherine's enraged telepathic message, Charles replied softly, "Darling, we shouldn't even be here today."

"Don't forget our purpose this time. If you act now and Little Green's evolution is interrupted, what then? Besides, that child seems to fear me quite a bit."

Speaking of this, Charles felt a bit exasperated. It was indeed frustrating when a child feared him.

Hearing her master's words, Catherine couldn't help but smile and replied telepathically, "That girl is just a mischievous kid. She was teasing you before, and you happened to be busy, when scared Little Green."

"Since then, whenever she sees you, she acts like a mouse spotting a cat, hahahaha..."

"But you've seen her humanoid form, right? A little green-haired girl with twin tails. Master, should we take her in?"

Even Catherine couldn't resist Little Green's adorable face. Naturally, she hoped her master would expand his harem with more women.

She and Medusa couldn't handle it all by themselves.

Charles fell silent at once. Did this foolish slave really suggest he should take in Little Green?

She was only a month old!

But then, after mulling it over, he considered that Little Green was a product of Zerg genetics. It wasn't right to apply human standards to her.

Moreover... once those Zerg warriors evolved into Zerg heroes, they would undoubtedly be stunning beauties. As their master, was it not his right to enjoy them?

"Let's leave that for later. Once Little Green fully evolves into a Zerg hero, you and Medusa will be responsible for her nurturing." Charles shook his head, neither rejecting nor immediately agreeing.

After all, she had just taken human form, and there were many human customs she needed time to learn.

Catherine understood his meaning. Her master wanted her to help train Little Green, and a formal ceremony of allegiance would follow.

She really understood her master too well.

"Understood, master." said Catherine.

Charles nodded in acknowledgment and resumed watching the play.

About ten minutes into the drinking party, the coalition overlords were all thoroughly engrossed in their revelry, with glasses clinking and laughter echoing throughout the room. None of them seemed to notice that an eerie silence had enveloped the outside.

[Overlord Number 1 has killed Overlord Number 4197. Since the latter was in a red name status, their assets have been inherited.]

[Overlord Number 1 has killed Overlord ...]

...

The stream of system notifications jolted old Johann awake. He looked around in horror at his comrades, who were kneeling on the ground, bleeding from their orifices.

What... what was happening?

"Whoosh!"

The sound of something piercing flesh came from outside, causing old Johann to turn his head in reflex.

A massive green Zerg, over a meter in diameter, swaggered into the military camp, its bladed appendages still dripping with fresh blood.

The overwhelming aura of slaughter continuously battered Old Johann's will. He wanted to stand up, to reorganize his troops and mount an effective counterattack.

However... when he tried to muster the energy within him, he realized that the toxin had already reached his heart!

"You... you demon, when did you poison us?" Old Johann glared at Little Green with hatred, catching a glimpse of his son, who had been cleaved in two.

The entire hall was awash with blood, he survived only because he was the furthest from the entrance.

It's over. Everything is over!

Little Green heard him but didn't understand.

In the Zerg language, the wolf-headed figure seemed to be praising her prowess.

But both the Queen and the Master had ordered her to cleanse the camp entirely, leaving no survivors.

She swung her bladed appendages mercilessly, drawing ever closer to old Johann.

The terrifying pressure made old Johann's soul tremble, and he could only retreat helplessly.

"Save me! I don't want to die at its hands!"

"Old Johann, the toxin has taken control of my body. I don't want to die... "

The Overlords, who were not yet dead but whose hearts had been invaded by toxins, looked at the butcher-like Toxic Baneling with terror. They all sought Old Johann's help.

Old Johann forced a bitter smile and continued to retreat, trying to delay his inevitable death.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed Monchi and Narsa the Overlord at the main seat. They appeared healthy and showed no signs of poisoning.

Wonderful!

Old Johann shouted excitedly, "Lord Monchi, please, slay this demon immediately!"

"Lord Monchi, kill it quickly! If we kill it, we might still have a chance to alert those outside!"

But as he cried out repeatedly, the other merely looked at him with a faint smile, showing no intention of intervening.

Finally, after reaching a certain distance, Charles spoke softly, "Stop thinking about the outside. If all you Overlords have already been poisoned, do you really think your minions out there have been spared?"

Old Johann was stunned by these words, and his expression quickly turned grim.

Pointing at Charles with a look of shock, he exclaimed, "That tone... you're not Monchi... who are you really?"

Little Green had reached them but suddenly halted, her insectoid legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Me? You damned fool! Aren't I the Number One Overlord you've all been so eager to hunt down?"

Charles chuckled and then shed his disguise, revealing his true form.