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

The dim light was like a brilliant firework, annihilating all the dark creatures that stood alongside the Undead Knight.

Seeing that the creature was killed by his own hand, Charles said with a grim expression, "Dispatch our elite biological weapons, the Blade Bugs. Those high-grade creatures must not break the rules."

Besides that Undead Knight, there were other high-tier level two tities lurking a, like cunning old shadows.

Catherine nodded and th signaled the nearby Blade Bugs to join the battle.

In truth, compared to the native species that hatched from eggs, Blade Bugs were more like consumables. Or rather, judging by their attributes, they were destined to be mere expdables.

The synthesis formula for these creatures was simply materials plus seasoning, leaving no room for any value appreciation. They were esstially super soldiers that could be copy-pasted as long as resources were available.

Their only real advantage was that equipping a Blade Bug with a Que's Blade gerally elevated its combat power by a tier.

In the next second, those powerful Blade Bugs, each with a unique appearance, surged into the war.

The scales of victory began to tip, and the battle resumed with rewed ferocity.

Gradually, the crimson mist dissipated, thinning until it vanished tirely.

As Charles observed the now-cleansed forest, his previously relaxed expression turned serious.

If the Crimson Tide had truly subsided, the Contint of Overlord should have acknowledged his efforts with some form of reward, rather than maintaining this unsettling silce.

Sure ough, another wave of dark creatures attacked, and this time the monsters were at tier three!

They had pure purple bodies, with terrifying ttacles twitching mindlessly, floating in the air like ghosts.

[Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld (Larvae)]

[Race: Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld]

[Combat Power: Low-tier, Level Three]

[Skills: Undead Screech, Ephmeral Tremor]

[Description: Ordinary ephemeral creatures connected to the Lands of the Underworld, typically found at the boundary betwe life and death]

Great, these things made Charles fully realize exactly where he was—

Near the Underworld, damn it!

No wonder there were so many dark creatures here. It turned out this place was connected to the Land of the Dead, and ev served as a boundary point!

The Land of the Dead was a place that Charles would have fled from in his previous life upon hearing its name. The weakest beings emerging from there were at least tier three, with no upper limit!

In that realm, the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld were so weak that ev the most insignificant tity could bully them.

He let out a slow sigh and used the information network to command the remaining 300 elite Zerg to retreat gradually.

The currt battle had surpassed what mere soldiers could handle. Tier three creatures could wipe them out with a mere breath!

Those Zerg were invaluable treasures, each with the pottial to evolve into Zerg heroes. Their lives couldn't be squandered so carelessly.

Moreover, it was just fifty or so Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld. The three of them could handle that on their own!

At that momt, Medusa stepped forward and volunteered, "Master, it is time for your servant to prove her worth."

"You should know, I have trained an tire Serpt Legion equipped with military formations. These Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld are surely no match for us!" As she mtioned the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld, a hint of apprehsion flickered in Medusa's eyes.

Ev the Serpt Empire could not hope to contd with such formidable tities... Fortunately, the Realm of the Dead spanned the tirety of the Contint of Overlord, and these ephemeral beings were merely ones that had slipped through tiny fissures.

They were not worth worrying about!

However... Medusa couldn't fathom why creatures from the Underworld would appear alongside the Crimson Tide. Was there a connection betwe the two phoma?

Or was it merely a coincidce?

Charles seemed to realize something and th nodded, "You're right, we still have our military formations."

He had expericed firsthand just how formidable these formations were a few days ago!

Medusa th rallied her Serpt regimt, charging like a pack of hungry wolves.

[Abyssal Serpt Soldier]

[Race: Zerg]

[Combat Power: Mid-tier, Level Two]

[Skills: Thousand Insects Devouring Heart Formation (fully staffed with fifty members, capable of contding with mid-tier level three armies wh a totem is prest), Mastery in Spear Techniques]

With such impressive stats, they could directly leapfrog a major tier in combat. This was something beyond the imagination of Charles, who had once be a tier-six minor Overlord.

And now, Medusa, the regimt leader, willingly submitted to him.

Medusa briefly hovered in the air, her stunning figure exuding an air of domineering determination. She let out a cold snort.

An overwhelming aura spread out, causing the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld to falter momtarily, instilling them with fear.

This was Medusa's Eye of Lust.

This versatile skill could amplify imperial might and killing intt to intimidate lesser beings, or, in more intimate settings, accelerate arousal for herself and Catherine, making them quickly wet and ready for their master's pleasure.

A truly versatile skill.

After momtarily repelling the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld, Medusa smirked coldly and th infused her Serpt Emperor's shadow into the military formation.

The formation's totem began to glow.

The Zerg Serpts underwt a transformation, charging fearlessly at the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld. Their climbing aura rapidly advanced to the level of low-tier, level three.

After a brief warm-up, they reached mid-tier, level three.

With this newfound strgth, the Serpt soldiers fought like deities, swiftly clearing out the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld, showcasing the formidable power of the military formation.

Medusa watched, satisfied, and th leaped to Charles's side, saying, "Master, I've wrapped up this battle for you."

The Crimson Tide should be over by now, right?

Charles shook his head slightly, his tone somber, "Foolish slave, take another look. The real boss is about to arrive."

Based on the usual pattern of the Crimson Tide, there had to be a true mastermind behind all this.

And he was right. The final boss appeared before the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld were fully eradicated...

A larger version of the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld.

[Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld (Complete Form)]

[Race: Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld]

[Combat Power: High-tier, Level Three]

[Skills: Underworld Invasion, Ephemeral Tremor, Gate of Hell]

[Description: Fully matured but still the weakest combat unit in the Underworld.]

Seeing the high-tier, level three Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld, Medusa was about to step forward to clear it, but Charles stopped her, "This time, let your Master handle it. After all, I am the Master, am I not?"

Medusa paused, th solemnly replied, "You will always be my Master in this life. I will only ever be your sex slave. If that's the reason, let me handle it for you."

Charles gtly patted Medusa's head, his tone warm, "It's alright. Your Master is just feeling a bit idle. Though it is a high-tier, level three Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld, don't forget, I am a Zerg Overlord!"

"A mere leap in combat level is as trivial as drinking water or eating food!"

Hearing his immsely confidt voice, both Catherine and Medusa felt an overwhelming urge to submit to him immediately.

Perhaps it was only such a powerful Overlord, who dared to challge higher levels and remained vigilant ev in comfort, that could win the hearts of these two wom?

Having said that, Charles spread his expansive Overlord wings and swiftly flew towards the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld.

As he faced the high-tier, level three tity, a smirk of disdain appeared on Charles's lips.

He had once be a tier-six Overlord. How could he be intimidated by a mere tier-three creature from the fringes of the Underworld?

"Overlord's Spear!"

A black spear materialized in his hand, and with a cold expression, he charged at the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld.

The Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld, raged that a mere mid-tier level three dared to challge it.

Let out a piercing screech, unleashing an overwhelming wave of purple Underworld aura.

Ssing the threat of this aura, Charles casually twirled his spear, sding a gust of wind that returned the Underworld aura back to the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld. This was the essce of magical attribute manipulation.

Unfortunately, being a creature of the Underworld, the Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld sustained minimal damage from its own aura. It only paused momtarily.

Th, like a malevolt specter, it unleashed countless ttacles, each covered in suckers capable of draining any creature dry upon contact.

As the ttacles surged towards him, Charles remained expressionless, swinging his spear once more.

Flames of darkness incinerated the ttacles completely.

The Ephemeral Beings of the Underworld continued to attack Charles reltlessly, but of its attempts ev grazed him.

Finally, growing impatit, it resorted to its ultimate move—

Gate of Hell!