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

In the southern part of the Sere Forest, within a small territory,

Megan Takeshi, who had transmigrated into a goblin Overlord, felt that today was extraordinarily unlucky. During the Crimson Tide, the red mist had infiltrated and caused the death of all his minions.

What made it ev more unfortunate was that he was not far from Charles's Zerg territory. In fact, the small node that Charles was blocking also shrouded his area.

As is well-known, the will of the Contint of Overlord highly rewards brave Overlords. For instance, Overlord 438 had already acquired three second-tier elite combat units after resisting a part of the node.

Naturally, Megan Takeshi felt indignant and restful.

"Damn it! Damn you, Number One! Just because you're a bit stronger, you dare to steal the prey of the great Megan Takeshi!" he muttered incessantly, completely forgetting that if Charles hadn't blocked that node, he would have be killed by his own rebelling minions.

It was merely jealousy of Charles's power.

But what good is such jealousy wh he himself is so weak?

Roar!

A sharp roar echoed from afar as a two-tailed tiger, eyes filled with bloodlust, charged at Megan Takeshi. Just as it seemed he would be torn apart, a stream of gre vom corroded the tiger's back.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The excruciating corrosive toxin caused the tiger immse pain, making it forget about the weak goblin in front of it.

The vom had come from a newly hatched second-tier Toxic Baneling. Seeing the tiger's high resistance to poison, the Baneling hesitated for a momt. Just as it was about to launch another attack to finish off the tiger, it realized the beast had already be killed by a slash to its throat.

[Congratulations, Overlord, on obtaining a Silver Chest. Would you like to op it?]

Megan Takeshi shakily released his iron-cutting dagger, seemingly unable to believe that he had just slain a dark creature possessing a Silver Chest.

Just as he was about to op the treasure chest, he noticed that terrifying gre Zerg creature.

Its macing appearance made Megan Takeshi instinctively drop to his knees and beg for mercy, "Please spare me, mighty Zerg! I didn't mean to steal your prey! Have mercy, great Zerg ..."

The Toxic Baneling didn't understand his words, but being an advanced Zerg personally crafted by Empress Catherine, it had a certain level of intelligce.

For instance, although this creature had tak its prey, it couldn't help but notice:

Why does this creature's biological structure resemble that of their advanced Zerg?

No, no, it's just that the body structure is somewhat similar. In no way does its height or appearance compare to the elegance and beauty of the Zerg.

Having be hatched and personally guided by Catherine, the Baneling had never countered such a humanoid creature before and was momtarily unsure of what to do.

Ev in its simplicity, it retained a basic sse of aesthetics.

This guy is hideous!

Its brain, akin to that of a cockroach, processed thoughts rapidly, and as it pondered, it noticed the creature had fainted. Could there be other dangers nearby?

After a thorough observation, the Toxic Baneling decided to seek Empress Catherine alone, to have her convey the will of the Overlord.

...

"Master, I just discovered something interesting." Catherine communicated across the network, her voice filled with amusemt as she spoke from her laboratory.

Noticing the peculiar tone, Charles asked, "What is it?"

Could there be another tity invading the Zerg territory?

Giv Catherine's capabilities, it shouldn't be a problem. Moreover, her tone suggested that the situation was under control and quite amusing.

"Haha, Master, guess what? Remember wh we jointly developed a high-intelligce Zerg group to serve as future Zerg leaders?"

"That young Toxic Baneling found a hideous humanoid Overlord. Would you like to take a look?"

Catherine's tone suggested that she was in an exceptionally good mood.

If the Zerg hierarchy were to be considered, the few sub-leaders created alongside the master were undoubtedly the ones Catherine cherished the most.

After all, they were the first combat units jointly created by herself and the master.

Among them, the simple-minded Toxic Baneling was her favorite, hce the lightheartedness in her voice.

Charles was momtarily tak aback by her words, th responded with a mix of amusemt and exasperation, "A humanoid Overlord—did that little fool not think to inform me directly?"

Ev though Little Gre knew how to use the information network to convey messages, it always seemed to have a sse of fear, akin to a child afraid of being scolded by their father, whever communicating with him.

Thus, Little Gre always chose to notify Catherine first, who would th relay the message to him.

Feeling somewhat slighted, Catherine retorted with a hint of exasperation, "Master, considering Little Gre's single-celled brain, it's compett ough to kill, but asking it to do anything else is really pushing it. Oh, is my intelligce starting to intimidate you?"

Charles let out a cold chuckle, "Go ahead and fit yourself with your favorite toy, both front and back, and wait for me to come back and deal with you, you foolish slave!"

"And don't forget—head straight to the training room and kneel!"

Ridiculous! How dare this foolish slave mock him? She clearly needed a lesson to remind her of her place.

Ssing the gravity of his words, Catherine's tone shifted to one of nervousness, "Master, perhaps we can skip the training room? Don't you think there's a peculiar thrill in having your way with me right here in the lab?"

The training room... Ever since Charles had giv her a particularly intse session with the triangle horse there, she had developed a certain fear of it. That contraption was truly torturous.

Damn it, where does Master get all those pott aphrodisiacs?

Charles, however, was unyielding and ordered her to bind herself properly on the bed in the training room.

As for the humanoid Overlord, that was something he intded to investigate immediately.

He glanced down at the Medusa beath him, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

After a few final thrusts, he released into her mouth. With a composed expression, he th said, "Come on, my dear~ Let's go meet this unfamiliar Overlord together."

Medusa, still dazed and on her knees, took a momt to recover. After swallowing his seed, she followed her master back.

As for the Zerg's advancemt, there isn't much to say. They were primarily there to serve as high-level combat forces to maintain dominance. At least for the next two days, it seemed unlikely they would need to demonstrate their full strgth.

No other reason but the sheer power of the Zerg's reproductive and evolutionary capabilities. Ev with just the supply of Zerg warriors from the armory, they could continue fighting while simultaneously increasing their numbers.

...

In the laboratory, the three individuals observed the hideous dwarf before them with thoughtful expressions, th simultaneously glanced at Little Gre.

Wait a minute... isn't this just a goblin? So why is Little Gre acting so serious about it?

Charles felt a wave of irritation wash over him, he had hoped for something akin to an elf.

Of course, this was just a fleeting thought. More than anything, he was annoyed that Catherine had interrupted his momt of intimacy with Medusa.

"Catherine, tonight you will stay with me in the training room alone. No pleading to Medusa!" Charles declared, his face darking as he shifted the blame for Little Gre's actions onto Catherine, intding to give her a severe punishmt.

Catherine could only manage a bitter smile in response, not daring to refuse.

She understood the marks at the corners of Medusa's mouth all too well. This was likely just another one of the master's punishmt games.

Looks like I'm in for it...

Finally, she redirected her anger at the grotesque, lecherous dwarf before them. "Master, since this guy is an Overlord, why don't we take his Overlord's Heart and leave him to fd for himself?"

An Overlord without its Overlord's Heart is esstially a vagabond, and not just any vagabond, but one who has lost half of its power due to the theft. Such Overlords rarely survive long outside their territories.

Charles chuckled sardonically, thinking, "Can't handle the master, so now you're taking it out on a goblin dwarf?"

What a childish, foolish slave.

However, he didn't tirely dismiss the idea. In truth, as someone reborn from the future, Charles was well aware that the Contint of Overlord was a brutal place, not just due to the monsters but also because of the humans.

After during the initial dark period, the human race seemed to fracture. Many Overlords gradually assimilated with the races they had be reincarnated into, believing themselves to represt the future of that race.

The most hateful thing is that those inhuman scoundrels oft use the guise of familial or fridly relationships to deceive others, ultimately resorting to dirty tactics to seize their Overlord's Heart!