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

The eerie red mist not only aroused the ferocity of the dark creatures in the night, but had now spread throughout the day... What was most terrifying was that this mist could intsify the conflicts betwe the Overlords and their followers, leading them to choose regicide!

Just like the story of the Kobolds was not an isolated case, countless Overlords had met their d in the hands of their own followers, brutally killed and devoured.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Eve here.

Beath the colossal Life Mother Tree, Eve, adorned in a pristine Que's robe, furrowed her brow as the sinister crimson mist of blood and evil naturally spread towards her.

Due to the nature of elves and her relatively fridly relationship with her elv followers, there had not be any instances of elves turning against their Que. However...

"Your Majesty, I regret to inform you that Amy has be corrupted by the evil darkness and will soon transform into a fall dark elf, posing a threat to your safety."

"Please... give the order immediately to d her suffering. Our elv race cannot tolerate such fall individuals!" The dark elves couldn't help but anxiously stamp their feet at seeing Que Eve's sympathy towards the corrupted elf.

Beath a sacred tree, a half-gre, half-black wood elf looked pitifully at Eve, as if pleading not to be abandoned by their master.

Eve's eyes also showed a hint of helplessness as she could only comfort, "Amy, power knows no good or evil. Ev if you truly become a dark elf, as long as you remain loyal to your Que, there is no issue."

"So I implore you, do not resist this power. Focus all your atttion on protecting your mind, I will not abandon you!"

[Amy]

[Race: Wood Elf → Dark Elf (Irreversible)]

[Strgth: Second-tier Medium → Second-tier High]

[Introduction: The elf captain loyal to the elf Que has be tainted by a terrible darkness and will soon transform into a fall dark elf. As long as she still breathes, she will not betray her Que, ev if she falls into darkness!]

Amy was the first elf summoned by Eve, going from nothing to being bullied by monsters in the forest until she received support from her fiancé, becoming an influtial figure in the Elv Forest.

Therefore, this decision is beyond the jurisdiction of the other wood elves!

Eve gtly touched Amy's head and spoke in a soothing tone, "Ev if Amy truly falls into darkness, I will always protect you."

"Or rather... if you were to turn into a dark elf, would you still be willing to protect your Que?"

"If so, th please accept its power, and th continue to use its power to completely sweep away the darkness in front of your Que!"

Looking at the caring gaze of the Que, Amy nodded firmly, strgthing her resolve to be loyal.

The next momt, countless roars of beasts resounded.

The elves no longer dwelled on this issue, and a few guards remained vigilant a Eve, watching out for threats from the unknown.

Seeing this, a slight smile appeared on Eve's face. If it were just this, it wouldn't be ough to overcome Charles' love for her.

Sure ough, in just a few seconds, those monsters lost their vitality.

One by one, the zerglings with fierce faces killed the intruding monsters and prested them in front of Eve before disappearing on the spot.

Compared to other Zerg warriors, Charles specifically gave this particular zerglings an order to protect his fiancée.

"Charles, oh Charles, now you probably only protect me this way because my surname is Anna, right?" Eve's eyes showed helplessness, but deep down, there was an immse possessivess.

One day, she would conquer him, conquer this cheeky little devil who was always horny but couldn't get any action.

And th... she would fuck him hard!

…

In the thickest part of the crimson mist, countless Zerg had already stationed themselves, including the three super units.

Charles felt a bit uncomfortable as he rubbed his nose, annoyed that he had become a Zerg Overlord and still hadn't stopped sneezing.

Catherine teased, "Master, is there a young lady who misses you again? Is it your elv fiancée?"

Both Medusa and Catherine felt a bit restful towards the mistress who had be designated without ev meeting her.

While they were contt to be the master's flesh slaves, what right did that elf have to become the lady of the house just because she could flirt?

Medusa, for the time being, set aside the war and kept a close eye on the master.

I can accept being your sex slave, but why should there be a lady of the house who might d up ordering me a once we live together?

I disagree!

Seeing the defiant looks of his two dumb female slaves, Charles wasn't angry, just resignedly said, "There's nothing I can do. Logically speaking, that girl is considered the niece of my closest aunt. Both families have a long history of intermarriage."

"Now that the Contint of Overlord has arrived, this relationship shouldn't be a problem. But rest assured, while nominally you are my female slaves, in reality, I may not necessarily consider her as a wife, you are all my horny female slaves."

During ordinary times, such a scumbag's speech would undoubtedly have be met with ridicule, but the two wom felt it was only natural.

After all, as the grand Zerg Que and Serpt Que, they could only act as seductive bitches wagging their tails. How could an elf they had never met be the master?

Rather than worry about scarcity, they worried about inequality. It would be best if everyone in this household were female slaves like them, so that wh they gage in debauchery, there would be no distinction betwe high and low.

Perhaps there were too many words exchanged betwe them, as it led to an increasing amount of crimson mist in the area, with tities and eerie sounds gradually emerging from within the mist.

Medusa fixed her gaze on the sce and saw numerous distorted monster figures and eerie sounds appearing in the mist...

This, th, was the Crimson Tide they had to confront.

Charles patted his head with an expression that seemed to say, "Ha, I knew something was off about the geography here!"

"Just as I thought, while in other places, the monsters ter the territory during the day to kill or the followers turn against their masters, here is one of the exits of the Crimson Tide!"

Otherwise, there was no way to explain why the mist in this area was the thickest, or why terrifying creatures completely distorted by the mist emerged from within.

Charles forcefully cast a gaze filled with data over, explaining the reason for this situation.

[Crimson Tide]

[Race: Dark Wolf Clan]

[Strgth: Second-tier Low]

[Introduction: Dark creatures corrupted by the Crimson Tide, now have exchanged their brains for powers far beyond others.]

Looking at the headless wolf monster, Charles pondered that what the data eye said was correct, this thing was indeed an exchange of brains... literally.

In addition, countless other races emerged from the mist.

They had various abstract appearances, with the most eye-catching being those with missing limbs and heads.

"Ttacle monster. Catherine, do you think this thing can be made into a weapon for the Zerg?" Charles looked at a monkey covered in ttacles, his tone somewhat excited.

At Catherine's strange expression, she asked, "Are you... planning to use this thing for battle?"

Charles shook his head and, with an evil look, said to her, "Of course not, my female slave."

"I just want to turn this into a training tool and use it to train the two of you~"

Hiss, what a damn pervert!

With a glance from her serptine eyes, Medusa watched as the monkey covered in ttacles wt crazy, devouring its own ttacles as if in a frzy, until it finally rotted all over and died.

Looking at her master with indifferce, she smiled sardonically, "Master, are you willing to ruin our lascivious bodies for a momt of pleasure?"

"That thing is called Dark Ttacles, it's a parasite. If you really want to use ttacles to train us, I suggest you go look for an chantress. They should have such magical training tools."

As for this, it was simply asking for trouble, something Medusa would not agree to.

If it was just about their bodies, th so be it. But Dark Ttacles needed a host to parasitize, and Medusa could not tolerate her master being contaminated by such impure blood.

Just as all those distorted monsters emerged, a parchmt appeared with a change.

[The Crimson Tide has arrived. Brave Overlords, please hold on until dawn. Daylight will dispel all darkness!]