Phoenix has lived in an iron-clad cosmic order since his birth. It is an icy world where the subordination of females to males is engraved into the genetic sequence. The subordination of females to males is an irreversible rule in the Zerg bloodline.
The female insects are born to be the rulers of the stars, inhabiting the carefully crafted illusion of Eden. Their spiritual veins are as fragile as glass, and even the light touch of interstellar dust is enough to crack them.
The male insect is the eternal god of war who fights with the beasts of the abyss. Their existence can only soothe the female insects with fiery pheromones, like greenhouse flowers wrapped in layers of golden threads. Only in this way can the female insects be willing to use their sacred bodies to continue their bloodline.
When Phoenix was torn apart by the dimensional barrier in the turbulence of space jump, the laws of the entire universe suddenly turned upside down before his eyes - the fat fingers of the male insect could not condense even the most basic spiritual power strings. In the castle full of jewels, they were like glass works of art that could break at the touch of a touch.
But the ones who actually wave their blood-stained wings to fight against interstellar behemoths and split the battlefield with fission light blades are actually those beings called female insects...
Reader comments
Great, suitable for writing articles about cultivating immortals...
It looks good, but the author is not very good at writing twists?
The character description has an advantage, but it's too pure and innocent for a Zerg novel~
What an elegant article title [laughing awkwardly]
Great, suitable for writing articles about cultivating immortals...
It looks good, but the author is not very good at writing twists? The character description has an advantage, but it's too pure and innocent for a Zerg novel~
What an elegant article title [laughing awkwardly]