YM778.TV Chapter 7: The Elven Queen, Augustine Eve
These toads, although possessing terrifying strgth, had maintained an excessively low profile.
Seeing Catherine caught in a standoff, Charles conjured a blade in his right hand, one that was similar to hers but uniquely designed for a Zerg Overlord—the Blade of Dominion.
Simultaneously, a pair of thin, ormous wings unfurled from his back—wings that only high-ranking Zerg were privileged to awak.
As a Zerg Overlord, it was inconceivable that his true strgth would be inferior to that of his slave girl. He had simply se no need to interve until now.
It should be noted that while other Overlords might serve merely as commanders, Charles\'s dominion extded beyond leadership into the realm of warfare.
In a fleeting momt of distraction, his insect wings propelled him into the air. In an instant, he had wrapped his arm a Catherine\'s waist. With a cold, indiffert expression, he declared, "Foolish slave girl, are those wings on your back merely ornamtal? Watch as your master slaughters this rabble!"
Indeed, she deserved to be harshly "disciplined" for her incompetce!
At his words, Catherine stuck out her tongue, her wings fluttering gtly but making no move to leave Charles\'s embrace.
It was clear she was doing this inttionally.
She gazed admiringly at her master as he plunged into the swarm of The Five Vomous Toads, slaughtering them with the precision and grace of a deadly weapon. His elegant swordsmanship resembled a dance, leaving not a single stain upon him.
This was her master, Charles, a formidable Zerg Overlord.
The vomous toads quickly realized something was amiss upon countering this deadly adversary. In their haste to retreat to the dark river, those nearest to its edge were the first to be cut down.
Thus unfolded the absurd spectacle of the vomous toads being gradually driv away from the river\'s domain. By the time they reached the shore, only three of the original twty toads remained.
Charles waved his Blade of Dominion with an air of boredom and remarked, "Foolish slave girl, now it\'s your turn to perform."
"My subordinates shall harbor no weaklings!"
Fortunately, Charles understood that Catherine had be merely toying with them. Oherwise, he would have had to train his foolish slave girl rigorously.
In the realm of the Overlord Contint, combat strgth was the key to survival.
Upon hearing her master\'s command, Catherine\'s eyes gleamed with cruelty. The Que\'s Blade, her true skill, was fully unleashed, forming two t-meter-long blades of flesh. With a sweeping motion, she decimated all The Five Vomous Toads in an instant.
This was the true power of Catherine\'s Que\'s Blade skill, a technique worthy of its name. The previous blade was merely her passive ability.
Charles nodded in satisfaction. This power might ev challge a second-tier adversary. From the perspective of a Zerg Que, her developmt was quite promising.
The dark river returned to its tranquil state, and the worker bees began to drag the carcasses of the toads and crows back to serve as nourishmt for the fungal mats.
Meanwhile, Charles\'s Eye of Data had already registered over twty treasure chests.
Charles did not hesitate, he immediately oped all the treasure chests with a single command. A batch of mid-tier, first-level treasure chests should still be considered top-notch boss loot at this stage. Hopefully, he could get that one special item he had be looking for.
[Congratulations, Overlord, for obtaining the blueprint for a Basic Moonwell and a Silver-grade Heart of the Overlord]
For Charles, only these two items were truly useful. One would allow him to complete the beginner elf set and manually create an Elv Forest, while the other would able an upgrade to the Heart of the Overlord, thereby increasing the power cap for both him and Catherine.
As for the other items from the chests, they were a mixed bag of mostly useless things, primarily blueprints for mundane household items like filters, with a few containing magical elemts. Charles kept some of these items, but they would ultimately be traded at the parchmt-based trading cter for resources necessary for the Zerg.
Charles was already aware from his previous life that the Heart of the Overlord limited the strgth of the Overlord and their subordinates. This was no secret in future times.
A Bronze-tier Heart of the Overlord could accommodate non-tier and first-tier Overlords and their subordinates, while the Silver-tier heart they had obtained could support up to third-tier.
Both Charles and Catherine were currtly constrained by the Heart of the Overlord. With an upgrade, they could successfully step into the second tier.
Charles glanced at the parchmt, checking the time. About four hours remained until dawn.
"Let\'s head back, Catherine. Our exploration for tonight ds here. Your master has something ev more exhilarating for you to experice." he said after some thought, deciding it was better to return and sell the surplus resources before upgrading the Heart of the Overlord.
At his words, Catherine\'s eyes redded. Were they not in the wilderness, she might have reached out to touch herself.
There was no helping it, her master\'s words always carried double meanings. Making herself wet would hast her climax.
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In the District Exchange Forum
[ID 83: My goblins are reproducing so rapidly that I can\'t sustain them anymore. Does anyone have breadfruit for trade? High prices and low hassle, sincerely seeking help!]
[ID 453: Does anyone have a filter? Damn it, are you all saying your reincarnated beings don\'t need water, and I\'m the only human here?]
[ID 438: This is hilarious. I\'m an Elv Que, but my place has zero natural resources, just a lone sacred tree to feed me.]
Charles scanned the trade listings and found there were still very few items posted.
Considering this was just after the first night, it made sse. The first wave of darkness had blessed the Overlords with valuable items, unlikely to be up for trade so soon.
He took a momt to glance at the extsive blueprints and resources in his system space, a slight smirk curving his lips.
The time for harvest had come.
Wh it came to blueprints, weapons, or skill books, those other folks might fall short. But minerals? They had to have plty of those.
Charles immediately dumped all his surplus items onto the trading platform, specifying a barter system to collect the resources needed for upgrading the Heart of the Overlord.
Three hundred tons of lumber, one hundred tons of iron ore, and one upgraded Heart of the Overlord—deal sealed!
[ID uploaded Filter * N]
[ID uploaded...]
The tire exchange channel erupted into chaos. Had this big shot raided an tire horde of bosses or what?
Subsequtly, They Followed the Data Stream Directly to the Trading Cter.Upon discovering that those elusive blueprints and skill books could be exchanged merely by gathering raw materials, they were utterly ecstatic!
"What? A Dragonfire Magic Skill Book for just t tons of iron ore? I\'ll gather it with my subordinates right away!"
"What? A filter blueprint for just one ton of wood? I\'ll gather it with my subordinates right now!"
In this era, the novice lords had no shortage of time to collect basic construction materials. They worked tirelessly, six hours a day without rest, and now they could actually obtain magical skill books!
Charles quietly observed the sce unfolding before him, a smile playing on his lips.
He needed these raw materials to swiftly ascd to a Silver-tier Overlord, while the new Overlords urgtly required blueprints and skills to hance their own strgth. It was a win-win situation.
Just as he was reveling in the influx of materials, a private chat window suddly popped up. To his surprise, it was from that elf girl with the ID 438.
Attached at the d is a picture of an elf girl that is obviously from the internet, with the software watermark still intact.
Charles\'s lips twitched.
[ID : ???]
[ID 438: You are so powerful. Do you have anything useful for an elf?]
[ID : Yes, I have the beginner Elf Empress set, including a Moonwell. So, what do you have to trade?]
Though Charles did need an elf to obtain the Tree of Life, it was evidt that the other party was trying to get something for nothing. There was no way Charles would fall for it.
The other party remained silt for a long time, and after realizing that her seductive tactics wouldn\'t work, she finally typed out a response.
[ID 438: Other than my title as the Elf Que, I have nothing else. If we are talking about a trade, all I can offer is my body as the Elf Que and the Tree of Life. The former, ev if I were to offer myself to you, you wouldn\'t be able to get here. The latter is my lifeline. Is there anything else you might want?]
[ID 438: I do have a high-level contract, which would bind both parties to the agreemt. My conditions are twofold: you cannot make me your sexual slave, and you cannot demand the Tree of Life.]
[ID 438: By the way, my name is Augustine Eve, the future Que of the Elv race.]