Yixiouya's hand was barely a centimeter from Zhang Fan's neck, but her body refused to obey her, unable to move even a fraction farther forward. Zhang Fan simply watched her with a smile, making no attempt to dodge.
"My future Creator, what are you doing? Trying to make me your first victim now that you have a new body?"
Yixiouya raged, "Zhang Fan, you shameless bastard! How could you resort to such underhanded tactics?"
"Hahaha, what tactics have I used? You now have a powerful body and an overlord consciousness." Zhang Fan pointed at Shusha and the others, who were still kneeling on the ground. "The Insect Race army has submitted to you too. Aren't you satisfied yet?"
Yixiouya roared at Zhang Fan, "Then why is my body under your control?"
Zhang Fan laughed. "Queen, I'm the Overlord of the Insect Race. Of course my consciousness takes precedence over yours. Did you expect to control me instead? We're one now. You are me, and I am you. Could there be a more perfect partnership?"
Yixiouya's anger eased slightly. "So if I attack the Creator and succeed, you'll still be above me. If I don't go, I'll have to resist the Creator's invasion alongside you."
Zhang Fan nodded with a smile. "I have no desire to become the Creator. I only want to protect the Milky Way. I won't interfere with your consciousness. Once you leave the Erl Universe, I'll sever the link between us. Of course, if you come back, our relationship will naturally become intimate again!"
Though Yixiouya was furious, she looked at Shusha and the others kneeling on the ground, then at the trillions of Insect Race troops outside the window. In the end, she chose to compromise.
"Zhang Fan, you're a devious one. Aren't you afraid I'll