Previously on Swarming the Gods
"If they survive until I get them, then that means they were lucky. If not, they weren't worth my time!"
Bane was confused at her words as he asked himself while scratching his bald head.
"How can they be lucky if you get to them?"
He failed to understand that he, too, sought revenge when he first arrived at the gate of the burning heaven clan.
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Meanwhile, in a dark place so deep into the underground was an area that looked like a red kingdom from afar.
While Alissa, the queen of this kingdom, slept, Lunar and Thane followed the memories their queen had implementing a cross between a zerg hive and a medieval castle surrounded by beautiful houses that brought shelter to the zergs and the newcomers.
The prostitute that was brought in earlier kept herself busying in the inner chambers with another cultivator that had been converted, due to his bodily changes his partner was thoroughly enjoying this experience, while the others after her, were being escorted by the batch of hydralisks that brought them.
They were the controlled disciples and the three kids that belonged to Adrestia.
The children were such adorable little kids that even Lunar and Thane couldn't keep away from them!
As for the controlled disciples, their fates were much different from the cultivators before them as a batch of zerglings led them to the recently built hive cluster that will make full use of their bodies~.
Lunar was tasked to complete the request that Adrestia had, which was to take care of the three children until her return and to convert them.
Thane was reluctant to 'help' due to the memories they shared with her new sister, even lunar felt the same.
But it had to be done the children lacked the talent and meridians needed to become a cultivator doomed to be a weak mortal unless they were extremely lucky to even then it would slowly degrade!
As for why? Their talents as a psychic were higher than their mother's.
Thus, it was like two opposite energies eating at one another, yet the psychic side was winning even if it was slowly ruining their chances to be a cultivator.
Thus the children were fortunate to have been picked up by the swarm in this cruel world, their mother knew this as well.
So Lunar and Thane brought the children to the evolution chambers to commence their change.
Thane only hoped that their minds would remain the same.
She requested that there will be some restrictions on what they had access to all while looking at lunar who whistled while trying to avoid eye contact.
The whistling zerg was trying to add a few 'unnecessary' memories!
Mostly due to the random things she sends to the swarm from time to time.
The chats she has with the previous newcomer that hasn't been converted, which were focused on the subject of procreation and the like, which Thane never really understood and the lustful looks that the other converted cultivators gave her didn't help.
She was currently 8 meters tall, tanned skin, long red hair, sapphire-like eyes, beautiful European face, a leather membrane was what covered her lean, but muscle-packed frame.
With two enormous breasts that matched her body and a butt that can make anyone tempted to spank it, to which, by the way, lunar does every now and then, she was pretty much like an Amazonian Goddess with a large red mace strapped to her back.
Lunar, she was like a devilish beauty standing at 5'11 feet, curled blonde hair that reached her shoulders, pale white skin, green eyes, and since she has reasonable control over her body.
That was covered in a leather-like membrane as it never stays one way sometimes, her breast and ass are big.
The next time you see her, it becomes small as she loves teasing the men in their group using this, the only thing that she never changes or can't change is her legs that looked like it was covered in greaves that are meant for kicking.
Thane asked in a flat tone.
"Big bust mode? for the kids?"
Lunar smiled brightly pushing her chest out forcing it to bounce on purpose only to hear a bunch of nearby men gulps as they enjoyed the view, they learned the hard way that they can look, but they can't touch!
Some of the men that had experienced the pain had some longing looks as they looked at her legs well more specifically her feet.
Some of Them wanted to be stepped on again But managed to control themselves!
Back to the Burning heaven clan
Bane was wondering what to do next.
He had planted the 'bombs' and not waiting for the next chance to strike as humans do tend to get impatient there were a few idiots that tried flying out, only to be shot down by the Hydralisks that stood by guarding the perimeter.
As of late, there has been a middle-aged man asking for one of our representatives to talk.
Sometimes the intelligence of humans is questionable.
We are here to kill not to communicate.
Like what the hell man?
Bane ignored the man while adding more of his saboteurs.
But the man was persistent, as his actions continued for the next two days, and bane had reached the 5th level of the true profound realm.
Yet thanks to the tenacious man that was still calling out the people still haven't let their guard down making it a bit harder to sneak in like before.
Some of his Saboteurs were forced to explode from their vigilance.
With things getting increasingly harder to accomplish his plans, the zerg had no choice but to humor the human.
Bane was forced to create a copy of himself using his infestation ability then sent it out, he'd rather be safe than sorry.
In a raspy, cold voice, the copy asked.
"what is it that you want to talk about, human?"
Sensing the arrogance and hostility from the man that looked like a monk that smiled rather eerily while coming out of the forest, the man cleared his throat before introducing himself.
"I am Fen Moran of the-"
A muffled chuckle cut him off as the copy muttered to himself in English.
"who the hell names their kid Moron!?"
The man was baffled by the reaction of the man in front of him.
"what was wrong with his name?"
the elder wondered when he heard the man in front of him mutter his name.
He liked his name as this was given to him by his mother and father.
Fen Moro- Moran was tempted to beat this strange-looking man into the ground; however, remembering what happened to the elder that attacked them previously did not have a good end!
So he forced himself to reign in his anger.
Before continuing where he was cut off at.
"-of the Burning heaven clan, I am the 13th-"
A second time he was cut off by another chuckle this time wasn't muffled.
Sometimes the memories that they shared with the queen weren't necessarily a good thing as a man with a ski mask, and a machete seemed to pop up when he mentioned burning and 13th.
A little tidbit of here and there can be somewhat 'distracting' sometimes.
But the copy gestured for Moro- *ahem* Moran to continue as it struggled to control itself thanks to the boredom and brief entertainment this man was giving.
Veins protruded from his neck and forehead, As it was as if the man wanted to swallow him whole for the strangely mocking look this man was giving him, but the stakes were high, no answers from the messengers meaning there was a high chance they were killed, meant that there is no backup!
So the 13th elder swallowed his anger, all while hoping to negotiate and possibly preserve the clan.
"the clan leader has appointed me as the representative to begin our talks of peace."
The burning clan assumed them to be a recluse clan that nurtured these beasts to follow their bidding, and upon seeing the human form of Bane one of the elders spying from a distance relayed his description to the others, as sure with their current strength peace was a REALLY good option for them.
But once they've gathered enough strength, the burning heaven clan will get their revenge, at least after getting the maximum benefits!
Sadly for them, the zerg's mission wasn't for peace even more so for their new sister, causing most of their plans to sink even before putting it in motion, and the words that fell after the unusual request doomed them even more.
"the clan master was hoping to set up trade between us, we are willing to pay a suitable amount for your trained beasts, and an even greater amount for the traitor that killed our elder."
That did it...
Bane was someone that inherited most of the destructive thoughts and ideas of the queen.
A price that Alissa paid with every christen she made, making NAMED zergs extremely valuable to the swarm!
Like any zerg from their hive, he held unflinching Loyalty towards the swarm as well as their christened brothers and sisters that of which surpassed zealots of certain religions and yet this human dared to ask such a thing hoping to humiliate her again!?
The change in the demeanor of the copy put the elder on edge as he answered with a voice full of fury and malice with a hand raised high.
"Sure I can do that, here's the deposit!"
Causing the elder stare at the raised hand before an ominous premonition tickled his mind, The copy snapped his fingers before numerous explosions went off from under the sect.
*BOOOMMMMMM* X??
As flames from the explosions reached for the skies quickly turned into an inferno.
The burning screams and wailing people were a sight to behold.
Even if they were resistant to flames, what about a concoction of something similar to napalm?
Or the other modern ideas bane wanted to use!?
There are more frightening things compared to a napalm bomb!
The elder turned to see the destruction with wide eyes, which was the worse decision he had made leaving him completely open for the next action made by his enemy as an inhuman pair of arms wrapped around his torso while the same voice from before added.
"And this is my present to you!"
"Ah, shit...!"
The elder muttered under his breath.
As a second later, a bright like enveloped the man before a loud BOOOOOOOOMM was heard.
Still filled with anger, bane ordered to begin the attack as he wanted to make their name to match what it's saying as he really wanted to burn that clan completely!