I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen
Chapter 42 - 42: The Details of the Zerg

In the next instant, Louis traversed the border with an almost unfathomable speed, arriving directly in front of the intermediate-level Zerg creatures.

Gazing upon the myriad of grotesque Zerg monstrosities before him, a twisted smile spread across his face. His features contorted at an unnatural angle, adding to the sheer horror of his appearance.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

Countless blade bugs, upon seeing the person blocking their way ahead, brandished their scythe-like forelimbs. The dazzling blades seemed to have traces of blood on them.

"Foolish insects, overestimating yourselves. Die, all of you!" Louis roared, wielding his longsword with a fervor, mercilessly hacking down the accursed Zerg.

Due to his superior level, he moved through them as if in an uninhabited wasteland, swiftly slaughtering every living creature in sight.

Meanwhile, the aura of slaughter and the stench of blood began to subtly erode his sanity.

Gradually, all vestiges of Louis's rationality dissipated, leaving behind only a mad soul. This deranged spirit continued its relentless carnage, eventually losing the ability to distinguish friend from foe.

The crimson aftermath of battle indiscriminately reaped the lives of Zerg and their various vassals—dwarves, minotaurs, goblins, and more.

Even some Overlords, caught off guard, were felled by Louis's frenzied blade in an instant.

Evidently, the parchment he held in his arms began to slowly turn crimson.

Fortunately, the shouts of his comrades managed to pierce through the haze, restoring a modicum of clarity to Louis's mind, allowing him to focus on keeping the Zerg at bay.

In no time, the five hundred Zerg and more than three hundred vassals and Overlords he had previously slain transformed into blood essence, continuously augmenting his power.

"This... this is the exquisite allure of strength. Just a bit more... just give me a bit more blood, and I can break through to the fourth tier!" Louis murmured in ecstasy, savoring the blood on his lips as if it were the sweetest nectar.

The coalition had won again, but their numbers had dwindled sharply from over three thousand to just over two thousand.

But isn't this already enough?

Everyone, including Louis, knew that Number One couldn't possibly field another three thousand Zerg warriors, could they?

One person, facing over three thousand mid-tier combat units, had slain more than a thousand of them.

Zerg Overlord, this is a divine-class profession!

"Ha ha, fuck you! Number One, in the end, we are the victors!" Louis bellowed with a manic fervor, his gaze fixated intently on the enormous Zerg hive ahead.

They were inching ever closer to their hard-won victory.

But at that moment, a soft, almost ethereal voice echoed from the sky.

"Oh, really?"

The voice seemed to herald something ominous. Suddenly, the number of creatures in the sky multiplied, and countless Zerg appeared on the ground, surrounding them from all directions.

The most striking figures were the four individuals riding on the blade bugs—Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld.

Leading the group was a handsome blond nobleman in luxurious robes, exuding an air of gentleness.

Behind him were a dangerously alluring female Serpent, a blonde woman with some Zerg traits, and a cute girl with green twin-tails.

Among these individuals, even the weakest possessed a mid-tier third rank in strength!

Louis looked around in bewilderment at the endless sea of Zerg. The suffocating aura was overwhelming.

"This... how is this possible?" Louis stammered, his face filled with disbelief as he assessed the Zerg. By his estimation, the weakest of them were at least mid-tier second stage!

And there were thousands of them, maybe even more!

Thousands of mid-tier and high-tier second rank Zerg forces?

What's the point in fighting? Why not just surrender?

"Nothing is impossible. As you can see, the Zerg you intend to conquer have a much grander vision than you'd care to admit." Charles sneered, finding the sight of the coalition paralyzed with fear utterly ridiculous.

If they were ready to enjoy the spoils of war, they should have also been prepared to face the consequences of defeat.

Today, not a single member of the Overlord coalition would leave alive—they would all be turned into potent elixirs to help him become the first fourth-tier powerhouse in the novice village!

"I...I...I didn't know you were..." Louis stuttered, shaking with fear. After all, the enemies before him were genuine high-tier third stage combatants, possibly even low-tier fourth stage!

It would be strange not to be afraid!

Before the coalition leader could say more, Charles waved his hand coldly.

Catherine understood instantly, unleashing the Zerg's killing instincts, allowing them to revel in the slaughter.

With their restraints lifted, the Zerg elites charged at the coalition like starving beasts, hungry for a feast.

The battlefield quickly descended into chaos as the two armies clashed once more.

Unlike the previous encounters, this time the Overlord coalition was swiftly decimated by the Zerg forces.

The previously fast-moving Zerglings now seemed like terrifying, ghostly apparitions, mercilessly reaping lives with incredible speed.

Newly introduced basic units such as the Zerglings, Aliens, and Firebugs slaughtered with the ferocity of demons.

Blood and severed limbs flew through the air, while the pervasive sense of terror and slaughter enveloped the edges of the battlefield.

Louis collapsed helplessly to the ground, his gaze vacant as he witnessed the hellish scene before him.

It's over, it's all over.

Everyone will die, they will all die...

He seemed to remember something, staring blankly at the broken video recorder before him, and at the girl lying in a pool of blood.

He knew this girl, she was Samira, the one who had suggested documenting the war.

Her body was covered in blood and grime, her broken limbs bearing the marks of blades.

In the next instant, crack!

The girl disintegrated completely in front of him in an incredibly gruesome manner, with sticky blood and chunks of flesh relentlessly splattering against Louis's cheeks.

He looked numbly at the long sword in his hand.

There wasn't a single Zerg bite mark on her body. He had protected her well, protected her so well that he had dismembered her with his own hands.

He vaguely remembered her saying...

[I want to record the leader's glory, to conquer Serene Forest with you!]

Countless beautiful memories now twisted into a stark tragedy, tearing at Louis' soul.

Louis howled in agony and rage, but even so, time would not turn back.

Finally, Louis lost his sanity.

He slowly raised his long sword, charging maniacally towards Charles.

But between them stood an invisible wall—Catherine's psychic barrier, its strength at high-tier third stage.

Like a wild beast, Louis used every means at his disposal, yet he couldn't break through it.

Finally, Louis gave up. With a cold, murderous smile directed at the rampaging Zerg, he sneered, "So you want to hide like a coward? Fine, then I'll slaughter your entire Zerg army!"

With a roar, he activated his blood wings and swiftly flew towards the battlefield.

Charles, who had been observing everything, remained expressionless, even feeling the urge to smile.

Isn't this all your own doing?

I was peacefully farming at home, minding my own business. If we had just coexisted peacefully and developed steadily, how would we have ended up here today?

It all started with me killing a worthless Overlord who had lusted after my female slave. Then, like flies drawn to filth, they gathered an army of three thousand to try to kill me.

Haha… was it for revenge, or their own desires?

The bottom line is this:

Today, none of the Overlords or their followers who participated in this action will escape Charles' wrath!

"Medusa, ensure that nothing will disturb our warriors during their parade." Charles instructed calmly.

The Bloodthirsty Zerg within Louis had already taken deep root. There was no longer a need to trigger its effects through deliberate acts of slaughter.

Medusa nodded at his words, her expression cold and unfeeling as she waved her sleeve.

Samira's flesh and blood formed a large bell.

In an astonishing display, the bell enveloped the frenzied Louis, who had attempted to take down several Zerg.

As the coalition leader, this bell was Louis' ultimate prison, and Medusa's cruelest curse upon him.

Louis felt it, he felt that the familiar girl had transformed into a bell, trapping him.

This shield wasn't strong, merely mid-tier third stage.

Louis, overwhelmed by a paralyzing fear, fell to his knees and began to pound the edge of the bell like a lunatic. His eyes, red with fury, fixed upon Medusa as he bellowed, "You demon, I will kill you, I will kill you!"

Medusa, in turn, responded with an icy, contemptuous smile.

She let a few words slip from her lips, "Tainted blood, you got off lightly with such an end. I have already claimed your souls for my master."

"From this day forward, including yourself and that woman, you will all become the most contemptible worm-like creatures within my Zerg legion."

"This is the eternal punishment for your insolence and your blasphemous attempt to desecrate the master!"