Doubt

It did not take long. Air was soon pumped into this vacuum zone, and the pressure was adjusted to roughly match that of the planet below.

As they watched the target's previously swollen wounds visibly subside, all the emergency personnel secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Quick, move her to the medical ward for treatment!"

After a flurry of frantic activity, the Zerg Queen was finally transferred to a luxurious emergency room. Yet when faced with the Queen's injuries, the medical personnel found themselves at a loss.

The Zerg Queen's Biological Armor stumped them. Though it had been severely damaged, it remained firmly attached to the Queen's body. Zerg Biological Armor was extraordinarily unique; it was nothing like the Epoch Clan's wearable armor. If it were forcibly removed, it would cause extremely serious harm to the host body.

"Forget the armor. We don't need to heal her completely—we only need to keep her alive. Take a bit of tissue first and study it."

At first, the situation here had been closely monitored by the Epoch Clan command headquarters. But specialization mattered, and there were many overly technical matters they could not understand. Since there was not much to see in the tissue-section experiments either, they shifted their attention elsewhere.

On the frontline battlefield, the Zerg forces had fallen into a frenzy after the Queen's capture. But this frenzy was closer to a suicidal charge, because if they truly had the ability, they would not have allowed the Epoch Clan to take the Queen away.

However, the incompetence of these Zerg forces did not mean other Zerg forces were equally incapable. The Epoch Clan had now detected several large Zerg space fleets closing in from at least three directions.

Although the fastest force had been delayed by the Epoch Clan's traps