This throne seemed to have grown from a rotting corpse, woven from twisted ancient bones and decaying wood, its surface covered in a sticky layer of mold that slowly writhed like a living thing.
Its back towered like a tombstone. The armrests were pieced together from countless tiny finger bones, each slightly curled like a prisoner still struggling. Two withered giant claws extended from the ends of the armrests, their sharp nails plunging deep into the ground as if trying to anchor the entire throne firmly to the earth.
Behind the backrest stood a dense forest of "neural trees"—purple nerve clusters shaped like coral. They were the physical nodes of the hive mind, and destroying them would cause the local swarm to run amok.
It was this rotten throne that tightly connected the insect nest, the Insect King, and even the fungal-carpeted earth beneath their feet.
Gao Gong had no doubt that if the Insect King had still been conscious, this would have been a powerful ultimate move, much like the biological magnetic field strengthened by the Carbon Throne.
The two things were obviously "products from the same series."
But now...
Gao Gong silently drew the Blazing Sun Long Halberd. That sensation of "holding a gigantic object" grew more distinct as high heat rose from the halberd's shaft.
Just as this cosmic treasure began to emit wisps of burnt odor, the weapon slashed diagonally through the air from a distance and vanished directly into the void.
The next moment, a black star the size of a fist suddenly appeared in the Insect King's abdomen.
Countless visible black rays pierced its limbs, fungal patches, long tail, and even the biological magnetic field unique to "insects." After brewing to the limit, the black star evolved into a fist-sized black hole. The body