Chapter 2244 Cruel

"My lord, the humans have arrived."

A subordinate of Kark rushed into the cockpit, reporting nervously to Kark. It turned out that Zhao Yiming was traveling on his own starship's escape pod, speeding towards the bottom of Kark's starship. After some maneuvering, he successfully passed through the landing platform and was about to meet Kark.

At this moment, Kark showed not a trace of anxiety; on the contrary, he displayed extraordinary composure and calmness. He sat firmly in his chair, his eyes fixed intently on the huge screen in front of him, seemingly indifferent to everything happening around him. Time passed second by second, yet nothing happened. Finally, a slight ripple appeared on Kark's previously calm face; he furrowed his brows slightly, but this expression vanished in an instant, replaced by a serene and composed demeanor.

Then, he casually waved his arm slightly to signal that Zhao Yiming was allowed to enter the cockpit.

Facing this imminent negotiation, Kak had already made thorough preparations in his mind, and could be said to have victory in his grasp. After all, given his accurate assessment of the situation and his own formidable strength, this confrontation would undoubtedly be an absolutely unfair competition—whether comparing the actual combat power of the two sides or their respective social status, Zhao Yiming was far inferior to him. Therefore, Kak didn't need to worry at all about whether any unexpected situations would deviate from his pre-set course. At this moment, he only needed to leisurely wait for Zhao Yiming to appear.

As Zhao Yiming followed Kark's men into the cockpit, his heart sank. After all, this was the first time in his life he had ever come into close contact with such a massive and advanced Zerg cruiser! Although he had a considerable understanding of interstellar warships, the sheer awe he felt when facing this steel behemoth still made him gasp in shock.

With just a few quick glances, Zhao Yiming keenly sensed that this starship must have integrated the most advanced and cutting-edge scientific and technological achievements of the Zerg. The sophistication and complexity of some of the instruments and equipment far exceeded what he had ever seen or heard before, completely beyond the scope of his knowledge. However, this was clearly not the time for in-depth investigation. Zhao Yiming took a deep breath to calm his inner turmoil and slowly shifted his gaze to Kark, who was standing not far ahead with his back to him.

It seemed that Kak was intentionally trying to intimidate Zhao Yiming, remaining completely still with his back turned. Seeing this, Zhao Yiming didn't say anything, choosing instead to remain silent and walk straight towards him. In fact, as the distance closed, the faint fear that had previously lingered in his heart gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

It wasn't that Zhao Yiming had suddenly become exceptionally bold or arrogant; it was simply that at this point, any further struggle would be futile. Now, trapped in this desperate situation, he was like a fish on a chopping board, utterly powerless—whether in terms of raw strength or the power and influence behind him, his current mere King-level Body Cultivator was no match. With just a flick of his finger, Kark could easily kill him…

Zhao Yiming loathed the feeling of being unable to control his own destiny, but the current situation left him helpless.

"Have the three students been successfully received? How is the whole plan progressing?"

After a long and arduous journey, Zhao Yiming was finally brought before Kak. The two guards escorting him were highly trained, swift, and incredibly skilled. First, one guard carefully picked up a small, delicate earpiece, gently placed it in Zhao Yiming's ear, and carefully adjusted its position to ensure clear sound. After completing this step, the other guard unhesitatingly reached out and grabbed Zhao Yiming's shoulders tightly, then slammed down. Due to the other's immense strength, Zhao Yiming was unable to break free and could only helplessly kneel on the ground, his legs going weak, right next to Kak.

Surprisingly, faced with such humiliation and predicament, Zhao Yiming showed no anger or resentment whatsoever, seemingly completely indifferent. Moreover, he made not the slightest move to resist, simply kneeling there silently, like a statue.

"Everything is proceeding smoothly as you wished."

Zhao Yiming kept his head down and spoke in a low, almost indifferent tone. Seeing this, Kaker's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

"Look up at me, what are you doing with your head down?"

The roar was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Zhao Yiming's ears, making his eardrums ache and his heart clench violently.

After all, the mysterious and powerful being before them belonged to the Zerg—a terrifying race renowned for its manipulation of mental power. The Zerg possessed countless bizarre and ever-changing methods of mental manipulation, and a single misstep could lead to utter destruction.

The thought sent chills down Zhao Yiming's spine, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. However, despite the turmoil within him, he dared not show the slightest hint of unease on his face, lest he inadvertently anger this capricious and powerful figure. Therefore, he quickly adopted a trembling and fearful demeanor, and replied in a low, hesitant voice.

"Your Excellency is of high moral character and imposing presence, like a deity descended from the heavens to the mortal realm; or like a star in the vast universe, dazzling and radiant. My status is as lowly as an ant, how dare I look directly at your awe-inspiring figure! If I were to truly look up in reverence, I fear it would be beneath my dignity! Therefore, I think it is more appropriate to humbly lower my head... How could I possibly dare to glimpse your esteemed countenance!"

Upon hearing this, Kark was initially taken aback, then couldn't help but burst out laughing. He never imagined that this seemingly refined human could be so cowardly and utterly lacking in integrity!

Is this what they call human integrity? It's a complete joke!

However, Kark wasn't the kind of guy who was all brawn and no brains. He quickly realized that things might not be so simple—perhaps this person was using this humble posture to deceive him! After all, caution was the way of survival for the Zerg!

Finally, the corners of his previously tense lips turned up slightly, as if touched by a spring breeze, slowly unfolding into a faint smile. But this seemingly ordinary smile, at this moment, gave people an indescribable sense of unease—it conveyed neither warmth nor warmth, but rather a chilling coldness!

"I truly despise those who enjoy playing these petty tricks in front of me..."

His tone was as calm as ripples on a still lake, without a single wave or undulation, as if each syllable carried a weight of immense power! Before he finished speaking, he paused slightly, then added another sentence.

"Of course, you don't need to worry so much. Our Devouring Insect clan doesn't have the ability to control other people's souls and minds. Maybe I'm just being paranoid and worrying unnecessarily..."

Although he spoke casually, the moment he uttered those words, Zhao Yiming's heart clenched, and his eyelids twitched and trembled involuntarily several times, as if drawn by some mysterious force. Could it be that Kark had already sensed something unusual? Zhao Yiming pondered this silently, cold sweat pouring down his forehead...

"Seeing how obedient and compliant you are, I naturally wouldn't presume to guess what you're thinking. But since you've shown such a sincere attitude..."

Kark's voice was deep and magnetic, but he suddenly stopped halfway through, as if deliberately trying to create some kind of anticipation in the other person.

At this moment, the entire room was silent, with only the faint sound of breathing echoing in the air. Zhao Yiming, sitting in the chair, kept his head down, not daring to move an inch, secretly wondering what might happen next.

However, just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly sensed an unusual presence approaching. He cautiously lifted his eyelids and, out of the corner of his eye, was astonished to find that Kark, who had been sitting, had somehow stood up and was slowly moving towards him. Each step was so light and graceful, like a predator meticulously planning its hunt.

In the blink of an eye, Kark was standing in front of Zhao Yiming. He looked down at the defenseless man before him, a subtle, enigmatic smile playing on his lips. Then, something unexpected happened—Kark, without hesitation, reached out his left hand and gripped Zhao Yiming's chin tightly!

This action was exactly the same as when he treated Lucy, but clearly with greater force. Zhao Yiming felt his chin being lifted by a powerful force, and he involuntarily tilted his head back, his gaze meeting Kark's deep and cold eyes. In that instant, time seemed to freeze, and everything around him became blurred, except for those eyes, which shone with a captivating light like black holes.

Before Zhao Yiming could react, Kak's right hand made another astonishing move: he extended his index and middle fingers, and with lightning speed, pierced straight into Zhao Yiming's eyes!

Immediately afterwards, Kak swiftly stretched out his hands, and with a gentle snap of two fingers, as if performing some kind of magical spell, Zhao Yiming's two eyeballs were forcibly gouged out of their sockets without any resistance, and landed steadily in Kak's palms!

The entire action happened so quickly that Zhao Yiming didn't have time to react at all—until a piercing pain struck, followed by a heart-wrenching scream, he suddenly realized that he had been subjected to such horrific torture.

"what!!!"

The scream seemed to pierce the sky, echoing throughout the cockpit. Zhao Yiming clutched his bloodied eye sockets tightly with both hands, writhing in agony on the floor. His howls reverberated endlessly in the cramped space, each one like a sharp blade, deeply piercing people's eardrums.

However, faced with such a tragic scene, not a single person around showed the slightest sympathy. The Zerg members had different expressions in their eyes; some were full of mockery and ridicule, seemingly laughing at Zhao Yiming's incompetence and cowardice; others simply watched the farce unfold with amusement; and still others put on a cold and indifferent attitude, as if everything happening before their eyes had nothing to do with them.

And the culprit who caused all this—Kark—was standing to the side. Without batting an eye, he turned away and leisurely walked back to his captain's seat. Then, he casually stared at Zhao Yiming, who was still rolling and groaning on the ground, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

Time ticked by, and after a full minute, Zhao Yiming finally began to recover slightly from the extreme pain. His previously deafening screams gradually subsided and disappeared. However, he was now in a sorry state, soaked to the bone, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolling down his forehead, and his face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

At this very moment, Zhao Yiming was suffering unprecedented pain and fear. His body was curled up in a ball, his face as pale as paper, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. He tightly covered his eyes, as if trying to stop the endless agony, but it was all in vain.

The pain felt like it was tearing him apart, seeping into his very bones, making it unbearable. The torment of having his eyes gouged out was an unimaginable torture; every cut and slash felt like an incredibly sharp knife ravaging his body, slicing through his flesh.

However, more than the physical pain, what truly plunged Zhao Yiming into the abyss of despair was the deep-seated fear within him. Kak's sudden attack completely caught him off guard, making him a victim without any warning. When he realized he had permanently lost his precious sight, a tremendous panic surged through him, engulfing him like a tidal wave.

Especially when everything suddenly went black, and no matter how hard he tried to open his eyelids, he could no longer feel those once bright eyes, the helplessness and despair almost drove him crazy! At this moment, Zhao Yiming felt as if he were in a boundless black hole, lonely, confused and fearful.

"Okay, now you can look up..."

Kark's voice was like a demon's whisper from hell, so sinister and terrifying that it sent chills down one's spine. His words were like a thunderclap in Zhao Yiming's ears, making him tremble uncontrollably.