At this very moment, the little child they had been talking about pulled the female Sarkaz by the hand and entered underground.
"This is..."
The Regent King apparently intended to occupy this place.
Kuisaxinna examined those peculiar buildings—
They twitched from time to time, as though they were alive.
"Gurgle."
Some balloon-like creatures floated above the cavern.
The Sarkaz had never seen anything like them before.
"Bzz... bzz..."
The sound of drills rang out.
Some peculiar creatures, with drill bits for one hand, seemed to be constructing new buildings.
"..."
Then Kuisaxinna watched as they ignored collision boundaries, passed through metal frames, and drifted to the other side.
Did they actually possess Originium Arts as well?
The female Sarkaz's eyes widened slightly.
"We're here!"
Zerg stopped walking and stood before the Hatchery.
This creature's genetic sequence was strange. The Hatchery could not analyze it precisely.
The Overlord needed to personally take part.
But in the future, there would certainly be a specialized brood responsible for such matters.
"Is she all right?"
Kuisaxinna saw a white-haired female Sarkaz lying on the ground, her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out.
She looked rather strange.
If not for the faint rise and fall of her chest, Kuisaxinna would have thought she was dead.
"W is very healthy!"
Zerg glanced at the still-unconscious W and gave a very definite answer.
"..."
A white glow lit up.
The female Sarkaz carefully cradled the light in her hands.
"May I help her?"
Her light could become a blade that killed, or medicine that healed the wounded.
To be honest—
Kuisaxinna had already formed some plans.
She wanted to take Liz away and become a Sarkaz physician.
But as she was now, she did not have the strength to make that happen.
That man would