I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen

[Dark Serpt]

[Combat Power: Tier Superior]

[Skills: Serpt Kiss, Death Constriction, Archery Specialization]

[Description: One of the most depraved races in the Overlord's World.]

As Charles observed the serptine beings swaying their snake-like hips, his eyes were filled with a tangle of emotions.

In his previous life, he had be a gold-tier serpt Overlord, so he was quite familiar with the Dark Serpts.

He knew all too well that, aside from the legdary succubi, no dark race was as depraved as the Dark Serpts, who wt so far as to research and develop training devices to satisfy their carnal desires.

Indeed, that reclining tree over there was nothing more than a training platform, albeit one without the sadistic tools attached. The most crucial aspect was that it was, unbelievably, intded for non-serpt races!

Typically, the Dark Serpts would place their specialized training equipmt within their own dark territories. There was only one scario in which such an apparatus would be found outside...

And that was if the Dark Serpt Que was in search of a mate.

The mate... would be the one subjected to the training platform tied to the tree. The Dark Serpt Que would reltlessly violate the target here until the essce extracted was sufficit for her to conceive. Only th would she allow the mate to die, drained of their essce.

In other words, wh such a contraption was placed outside, it signified the presce of a Que within the Dark Serpt tribe.

Charles stroked his smooth chin. Just a few days ago, he had acquired the synthesis formula for the Zerg hero—Medusa. And now, he had countered these crucial Dark Serpts.

What do they say? Fortune favors the bold!

He murmured to himself, "I just hope this Serpt Que has royal blood. If not, I'll need to find some resources to help her ascd."

The Medusa formula required two drops of Dark Essce, a royal Dark Serpt Que, and the Blood of the Overlord. He already had the auxiliary materials, he could only hope this Que had royal blood.

Catherine, noticing the group of Dark Serpts roaming a, whispered to Charles, "Master, these serpts ar't very strong. Should we take them all out?"

To be honest, she had her eye on that reclining tree.

Just imagine, lying on that thing, getting her ass up and fucked—not only would she feel good, but the master would too, right?

Moreover, judging by the reactions of those serpt wom, it was clearly their prized possession. To get her hands on it, they'd need to kill them all!

Hearing this, Charles waited for a momt without taking immediate action. "Be patit. Let's wait a few more hours."

Just a bit longer... Only a few hours remained until the parchmt's indicated daylight. By th, they just needed to spot the Serpt Que.

If she wasn't too powerful, Charles would lead the Zerg squad to slaughter everyone here and forcibly capture the Serpt Que.

If she was as formidable as he remembered from his past life, he'd wait until daylight to take them all out in one fell swoop!

Yes, the reason dark creatures avoided hunting during the day was that the Contint of the Overlord severely suppressed their powers in daylight. The stronger they were, the harsher the suppression.

As for the Serpt Que, despite the fact that these serpt people were only a Tier Superior, Charles knew that a royal-blooded Dark Serpt Que started at Tier , and an imperial-blooded one could ev start at Tier 3!

This obsession with bloodlines was just too absurd.

The two of them crouched like Voldemort, waiting for three whole hours, witnessing the depravity of the Dark Serpts.

It was truly an all-female orgy... Various outrageous sexual positions and training techniques left Charles pis-hard, and Catherine was parched, yearning for her master to use all those torturous methods on her at once!

There was no dying it—this race knew how to play!

Finally, the mad erotic display came to an d as their Que grew dissatisfied.

A serpt woman with a purple tail and exotic attire slowly made her way forward. Her face was so perfectly sculpted it seemed to be the work of the heavs, exuding an air of icy elegance and nobility.

She was the Que of this Dark Serpt tribe, Medusa Que.

Charles gazed at this stunning serpt beauty, nearly losing himself in her eyes. He was so tranced that he almost got noticed by the powerful Que.

[Dark Serpt Que]

[Combat Power: Tier 3 Intermediate]

[Skills: Thousand Serpts Heart-Eating, Serpt Emperor's shadow, Serpt's Kiss Pact]

[Backg: The youngest princess of the Serpt Empire's Empress. Disliked and exiled to the Silt Forest after falling into darkness, she bides her time, plotting to overthrow the Serpt Emperor.]

Damn! This Dark Serpt Que has the bloodline of the Serpt Emperor and is connected to the Serpt Empire!

Charles felt a bit of a headache coming on.

If it were a disgraced royal bloodline Serpt Que, it wouldn't be so bad—those are usually the offspring of promiscuous serpt Overlords with no real backg.

But this one... Alright, this might be his best opportunity to conquer this beautiful serpt.

Biding her time, plotting to overthrow the Serpt Emperor—she's one ruthless serpt!

Medusa sniffed the air lightly and detected traces of an intruder. She had a rough idea of their location.

A male, but likely much weaker than herself.

A look of disdain flickered in Medusa's eyes. Probably some dark creature daring to spy on her territory. Once it saw her, it would be waiting to be slaughtered!

She had no desire to feed at the momt, so she decided to spare the intruder's life for now.

Medusa cast her gaze over the sce of debauchery, eyes filled with contempt. Such filthy bloodlines, only capable of indulging in their own depravity here.

Suddly, Medusa touched her abdom.

The deep pain brought a look of boundless hatred to her beautiful face. These were the curses planted by her elder sister, causing her to become this tainted Dark Serpt!

Wretch!

"Hiss hiss hiss! (Your Majesty, would you like to join us? We can make you feel heavly!)" One of the serpts nearby, seeing their Que exude a lustful aura, assumed it meant she wanted to join in the orgy. Little did they know, this was the very source of Medusa's pain and hatred.

"How dare such filthy blood come near me!" Medusa roared, her body glowing with a purple aura, instantly killing several nearby Dark Serpts.

A Que must not be insulted. Ev if she sought a royal consort to release her lust, she was a pure Que loyal to one mate, not a lowly creature like these Dark Serpts who would spread their legs for anyone at any time!

The suring serpts looked on in terror, unable to comprehd why their Que would kill them.

They believed that dless pleasure was the path to advancing their cultivation.

Medusa's predicamt was indeed this: she scorned the idea of mating with her subjects, and it was difficult to find a worthy consort in the currt darkness.

Moreover, her scheming sister had planted spies among the Dark Serpts to monitor her. Soon, she feared, she would succumb to the lust poison and become a debauched Que, available to all.

Sometimes Medusa wondered if someone should just come and wipe out these foolish subjects.

Only th could she regain her freedom and find a way to remove the lust poison.

Finally, she could bide her time, waiting for the right momt to kill the Serpt Empress. Take her place!

"Ugh... Lust poison... handling it myself is futile. I need to find a royal consort to relieve my lust." Medusa looked at the reclining tree and felt a desire to punish a male.

Hmm, he's still here?

Medusa sniffed the air again, a bit surprised. She had thought that revealing her presce would scare him off quickly.

Unexpectedly, he merely concealed his aura but continued observing... and he had a small group with him.

Suddly, her eyes lit up slightly. Through her Serpt Emperor's sses, she realized that he might be strong ough to easily kill her watchers.

So, the Serpt Que decided to put on a show.

"Oh, no! It hurts so much, my power has dropped to Tier Intermediate!"

"If a strong male dark creature finds me, I, the Que, will become his tool for release and be... ruined!"

"Damn it, my pure and untouched body, never touched by another, will be tak by someone else?"

In the shadows, Charles watched the distant Que's antics and shook his head, finding it all too fake.

He glanced at the parchmt, there was about an hour left until dawn. He couldn't believe they had be squatting here for over t hours.

Medusa continued her act, but soon realized he wasn't falling for it at all.

She bit her silver teeth tightly, feeling a bit frustrated.

Damn it, isn't he a pervert?

Isn't he coveting my beauty and wants to fuck me?

I've put myself out there, and you still won't come and fuck me?

After waiting like this, they finally reached... the break of dawn.