An iron fist the size of a sandbag slammed into Cheng Zhan's chest!
In a flash, with a deafening BOOM, the wall of the command center was instantly blasted through.
A figure flew dozens of meters, slamming straight into another building before finally coming to a stop.
Yet, the fallen Cheng Zhan merely wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, then stood up and looked at the person before him, a flicker of excitement in his eyes.
It smelled a familiar scent on the tall figure emerging from the hole in the wall, confirming the parasitic mother body's suspicions.
'These foolish humans really are absorbing the Zerg Race's genetic fluid. This way, they'll never be able to defeat the Mother Empress who controls everything.'
'It's not just the suppression from a higher Genetic Level; it's also the humans' own drain on their Spiritual Power. It's making them lose their last chance to resist the Mother Empress's Spiritual Control!'
