Xyrin Empire

Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Dark Clouds

I must admit, Blade Queen, or more precisely, the cunning human operative Kerrigan, was a genius, and the kind who dared to make light of her own soul!

After discovering a force more bizarre than the Xyrin Empire at play in the Kepulu Star Zone, she decisively split her own mind, placing part of her thoughts into an “absolutely safe database.” Can you guess what that database was?

The entire Insect Race!

Blade Queen meticulously orchestrated a strange evolution throughout the Insect Race, causing every insect unit to grow a neural tumor internally. This tumor was minuscule, its function so simple it could only produce innate reflexes, seemingly useless to a warrior race. However, it connected with the core neural clusters of every insect, a racial characteristic, which completed their spiritual network, essentially putting the entire race under mind control—a kind of biological radio network with more powerful transmission and astonishing speed: infinite speed.

I know this is hard to understand; substantial transmissions in cosmic space can’t exceed the speed of light, but the spiritual connection of the Insect Race was instantaneous. A dominating Insect from a light-year away could control its forces instantly. Two brains from the race, billions of miles apart, could converse without delay, a phenomenon that baffled human scientists as quantum effects (though to Xyrin People, such instant communication seemed rudimentary. However, Xyrin Scientists were still amazed that the Insect Race could evolve such communicative organs).

Under this neural network connection, those specially evolved neural tumors formed a whole.

“That’s my brain,” said the Blade Queen, her voice filled with pride, “My spirit has been copied into the entire race, and all the Insects form a vast brain. They will think for me after I completely lose myself. No new dominator will ever arise. This is another form of immortality—initially, this plan was just to combat the ‘revelation’ that had begun to erode my spirit. Surprisingly, it has now come in handy. I can feel my spirit bound in this space, so outside, another Blade Queen must have already ghostly reborn and completely escaped the fate of enslavement. This ‘great brain’ is split into billions of independent thinkers, each without any intelligent characteristics, and the ‘revelation’—ineffective on this collective mindset!”

This plan was insane, truly.

“Well, but in fact, the Insect Race is no longer under your control, is it? Another Kerrigan, she possesses only the memories and thought patterns you had at the moment of cloning your spirit. She won’t listen to you; you’re no longer the ruler of the Insect Race.”