The patterns on the wings of this last Insectoid Soldier were truly more mesmerizing the longer one looked at them.
Xia Chujian had excellent self-control. Though she found them beautiful, she quickly withdrew her gaze.
Still, Xia Chujian found them quite interesting. The wings were both captivating and mysterious, worthy of being collected.
She planned to make the pair of wings into a specimen and place it at the entrance of the estate where she was stationed.
With that thought, Xia Chujian carefully placed the pair of Zerg wings somewhere high up, lest they be contaminated by what she did next.
Then, dagger in hand, she looked over the Insectoid Soldier that had already passed out from the pain.
Xia Chujian did not let it remain unconscious. Her expression turned cold as she raised her foot and viciously kicked it in the head, kicking it awake from its stupor.
Xia Chujian had still held back her strength. Otherwise, a kick from a Third Generation Mecha would have left this Insectoid Soldier without a head.
If it died just like that, it would be getting off too easily.
Xia Chujian was very satisfied with the force of her kick. She slowly lowered her leg and continued.
Holding the dagger up, Xia Chujian examined the six segmented legs of the Insectoid Soldier.
In the end, she chose the weakest points at the joints.
Swish! Wherever the blade passed, segmented legs fell one after another from the female Zerg's body, followed by streams of blood.
The redder and more plentiful the Insectoid Soldier's blood was, the worse Xia Chujian felt.
How many humans had it harmed to acquire blood this color...?
Xia Chujian pressed her lips into an even tighter line.
She looked at the six segmented legs. Even bent, they were each