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

Medusa's expression changed. Wh she was still part of the Serpt Royalty, her strgth was unaffected by light. However, after becoming a dark creature, she hadn't yet adjusted to her new ssitivity to light.

As daylight finally broke, she realized her power had dropped to Tier Intermediate!

Her eyebrows twitched. She had a bad feeling about this.

At that momt, Charles launched his attack.

Countless Tier Intermediate zerglings moved like phantoms, slaughtering the exhausted dark serpts who were too drained from their orgy to fight back.

Simultaneously, a massive wave of gre vom surged toward Medusa, forming a toxic orb with power equivalt to a Tier Low-Level vom attack!

"How bold!" Medusa's eyes flashed with a hint of relief. With a swift motion, she deflected the vomous orb, which convitly exploded at the cter of the dark serpts.

Charles, stepping out from the shadows, was stunned by this maneuver. He asked in surprise, "Are you sure that wasn't on purpose?"

How could a Que of the Serpt Royalty make such a rookie mistake? This maneuver of using the emy's weapon to kill her own followers was masterfully executed!

Seeing the dark serpts' hatred for her dissolve into silce, Medusa's lips curled into a slight smile. As the Toxic Banelings and zerglings finished off her subordinates, she couldn't help but grin widely.

Finally, she thought, it's over!

Those bastards had it coming. If she hadn't suspected they possessed some secret communication method giv by the Empress, she would have dealt with them herself long ago!

Looking at Charles's handsome face, Medusa felt a warm ssation in her belly. He was undiably a male specim that fit her taste perfectly.

Tier Intermediate combat power, those bizarre war machines... this guy could not only be her King Consort but also provide strategic advantages!

It was only th that Medusa understood why he had chos to attack during the day.

Turns out, this guy was a Overlord.

She looked at him appreciatively and said, "I admire your ambition, wanting to tame a Overlord like myself."

"But don't think that just because my power has dropped to Tier Intermediate, I am now easy pickings. This matter will be settled after the battle."

"I understand your inttions, so here's my proposal: a private duel. If you win, I will become your personal slave, fulfilling all your desires. If I win, you will become my King Consort."

Charles oped his mouth, unsure whether to praise this serpt woman for her ssibility or criticize her for being too procedural.

But everything she said was spot-on.

He had come here specifically to transform this Serpt Que into a Zerg hero unit.

As for her mtion of fulfilling desires, Charles didn't dy it. Perhaps there was a unique thrill in conquering such a beautiful serpt woman.

Both of them were Overlords and Ques in their own domains, so it was only natural that the victor would dominate.

It was fair and just, and also straightforward.

Charles looked serious as he said, "Que, what others have said is true, but I want more than just making you my slave. I intd to transform your bloodline to become a Zerg hero under my command."

Medusa shrugged indiffertly and mocked, "If I'm not strong ough, th ev if you fuck me to death, it would be my own lack of skill. Transforming my bloodline is fine with me, as long as it makes me stronger."

"I don't believe a newly Tier Intermediate Overlord like you can defeat me. That tree full of training tools over there will be the instrumts I'll use on you. Hahaha..."

With everything clear, both of them showed murderous intt, each aiming for a decisive strike.

Charles sprouted insect wings from his back and wielded a dark insect spear, a weapon he mastered at Tier . In a flash, the spear's tip was at Medusa's throat.

The next second, Medusa's lips curled into a slight smile as she shattered into countless purple serpts, binding Charles tightly.

The serpts wrapped a him like nimble ropes, using intricate techniques to immobilize him. It seemed Medusa intded to personally joy this exceptionally handsome man.

"You lost, my King Consort. May I now know your name?" Medusa flickered and appeared in front of the Thousand Serpts Heart-Eating formation, eager to op it and indulge in the ultimate physical pleasure with Charles in her lair.

Unfortunately...

Wh she oped it, she found that there was no one inside!

Medusa's expression froze slightly.

She quickly moved away from her original position, but a formidable black spear pierced through her shoulder.

Charles, wielding the insect spear and flapping his insect wings, looked at the furious serpt beauty with a calm expression. "Your Thousand Serpts Heart-Eating formation requires the oppont to touch it as a medium. If they don't, the contraction speed slows down."

"Ev Catherine can dodge at that speed!"

Medusa frowned. How did he know so much about serpt techniques?

But she hadn't lost yet. Admitting defeat now would be premature.

Medusa craved to be conquered, to be possessed and ravished by a powerful male.

However, as the future Que of the serpt people, she couldn't just kneel and submit at the first sign of defeat. "Come again, my King Consort. You've piqued my excitemt."

But Charles shook his head and returned to Catherine's side, dispelling the Thousand Serpts Heart-Eating formation under her feet. He spoke calmly, "No, my Que slave, you have already lost."

Medusa's eyes filled with rage as she shouted, "How dare you!"

A massive purple python, dozs of meters long, emerged. This was her Serpt Emperor's shadow, the most powerful bloodline ability of the Serpt Royalty!

The ormous serpt head slowly approached Charles, its blue-tinged eyes full of mockery. "My slave King Consort, if you agree to marry me, I will spare the females and subordinates you care about. If not, I will eat them!"

"Kneel and accept my serpt kiss, receive the grace of my vom, and you will share a millnium-long empire with me."

Medusa had thought he would be terrified, that he would kneel to protect his woman and accept her contract kiss. But to her surprise, he showed no fear.

Such a fine male, she was ev more eager to fuck him!

Charles merely smiled in response. "Extd your serpt kiss and seal the contract~"

The ormous serpt head nodded in satisfaction, its eyes growing more lustful. It seemed he knew he was no match and was willing to become her King Consort.

However... she glanced coldly at Catherine. That woman could not be allowed to live!

As a virgin serpt, she required her King Consort to be devoted solely to her. The only acceptable solution was to devour the original consort herself.

While she thought about devouring Catherine, her body honestly offered its highest contract—the serpt kiss.

The serpt kiss was the highest contract among the serpt people, one ev the Serpt Empress couldn't break.

"You... what have you done!"

Medusa's face filled with horror as she realized she had uninttionally transformed the original equal contract into a supreme contract, making her a slave and the other the master!

Once signed, her life would belong to him!

Damn it!

Unfortunately, no matter how much the massive purple python struggled, it could not overcome the betrayal of its body and soul.

Medusa began to panic. She was destined to become the Empress of the Serpt People. If she became someone else's slave here, how could she ever achieve her goal of usurping the throne?

Desperately, she pleaded, "No! I only wanted to form an equal contract with you. We are supposed to be true partners. You can't do this to me!"

In response, Charles's voice was cold and cutting. "But you harbored murderous intt towards my foolish slave. If it wer't for your usefulness to me, do you think I would allow you to live?"

If this serpt woman hadn't plotted against Catherine, he might have agreed to the equal contract. After all, having a beautiful serpt woman as a partner wouldn't have be bad.

But the momt she showed killing intt towards Catherine, Medusa's status was reduced to that of a mere beautiful serpt slave.

Yes, her status would be the same as Catherine's.

Medusa was speechless. She desired pure love and couldn't tolerate sharing her husband with others. "If you want me to be your slave, fine. Just be prepared to face the wrath of the Serpt Empire's royal family."

"I am of the royal bloodline of the Serpt Empire in the Wildlands, the currt Serpt Emperor's sister!"

"Damn human, no!"

Medusa's eyes wided in horror as she realized her true name was being inscribed in the slave's position on the contract. As soon as he filled in his own name, she would be bound to him as a slave for life!

In the d, Charles modified the contract's duration from permant to fifty years and completed the contract.

Thus, the Dark Serpt Que was utterly subdued.