Necromancer? No, Call Me Archaeologist
Chapter 647

You Must Be Joking

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"Human, let's call it a day. There's still plenty we can work together on. There's no need for things to get this ugly."

Medivn had barely arrived before he started using her as a punching bag. Insect Emperor Behemoth was furious.

But she could do nothing about it. The two God Emperors took turns wearing down her strength, making it difficult for her to focus on infiltrating the Psionic Net.

Neither God Emperor could kill her easily, but if this went on, she would eventually be worn to death.

Insect Emperor Behemoth could sense the power of the Psionic Net growing stronger and stronger. Luna, God King of Psionic Energy, was working hard to ascend to God Emperor.

She could still hold her own against two God Emperors.

But if three attacked her at once, she'd be finished, with no chance of turning the tables.

Insect Emperor Behemoth didn't dare gamble on whether she would be the first to corrupt and seize control of the Psionic Net, allowing her to escape and even turn the tables, or whether Luna would ascend to God Emperor first and kill her.

Insect Emperor Behemoth didn't want to die. Once again, she offered to cooperate with Medivh.

She could serve as a fighter for the Endless Star Sea, spearheading attacks on other Cosmos Realms.

It would take more than empty words to win him over, so Insect Emperor Behemoth told Medivh where she came from.

Her original world contained many Cosmos Realms, and the Emperors there spread their teachings across the myriad worlds. They were exceptionally powerful.

She had been badly wounded and stranded here. The laws of the Endless Cosmos had been purged by the Emperors of other cosmoses, which was why she was so weak and had fallen to the allied forces

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