My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 500 - 501: The Six Insect Emperors in Terror!
Previously on My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel...
Gu Xing was the one who had just shown up.
His eyes scanned the chaotic battlefield, darkening a bit as they landed on the wounded Fei Yue.
Next, his gaze shifted to the seven Insect Emperors, who had paused their actions in confusion due to his sudden arrival.
Right away, he focused on the most distinctive among those seven Insect Emperors.
The reason? It possessed just one massive claw!
That was the very creature that had once driven him to escape into the Angel Realm.
And this time, facing it once more...
The moment for revenge had come!
Moments later, silhouettes radiating intense auras emerged one after another from the Void passage behind Gu Xing.
At the forefront stood Liu Li, brimming with full strength.
The sword attack from earlier had come from her.
Following Liu Li were Qing Shuang, Tushan Yueli, Vera... along with the rest of the Guardian Beasts.
Right now, none of the Guardian Beasts worried about the threats looming ahead; instead, their stares were glued to Fei Yue.
Observing the utterly shocked young girl, Gu Xing spoke in a measured tone:
"What's wrong? Can't you recognize us?"
Gu Xing's words weren't forceful, laced instead with a touch of playful mockery.
Yet for Fei Yue, hearing them shattered her emotional barriers in an instant.
The resilience she'd mustered, the terror in her hopeless plight, the joy of spotting rescuers...
All those tangled, overwhelming feelings erupted like a flood from a broken levee, sweeping away every pretense she held.
"Mas... Master... Sister..."
Fei Yue gazed at the well-known face before her, then at the worried expressions trailing him. Liu
"Waaa—!!"
She could no longer contain herself, bursting into tears like a mistreated child finally spotting their protector.
Ignoring all sense of dignity, she wailed from the depths of her heart.
Tears streamed down like shattered beads, blending with the blood and grime staining her cheeks.
She even overlooked the perils around her, dashing forward in a blur to hurl herself into Gu Xing's arms.
"Waa... I... I'm terrified... So terrified... I believed I'd never meet you all again... I thought those hideous bugs would devour me... Waa..."
Her sobs echoed with deep-seated dread.
Where had the bold spirit gone, the one set to fight to the death with the Insect Emperor?
Gu Xing staggered a little from Fei Yue's impact, then swiftly wrapped her in a solid one-armed hug.
His free hand softly stroked her back:
"You're safe now, everything's fine, we're all present... you're safe now..."
At the same time, Qing Shuang approached, her eyes misty, though her expression remained firm as she lightly knocked Fei Yue's forehead.
"You idiot! Who permitted you to wander so far by yourself?!"
"And to get yourself this filthy! Why bawl like that, making yourself look so messy?!"
Despite the scolding tone in her words, Qing Shuang's touch was remarkably tender.
She summoned a cluster of refreshing mist and delicately cleaned the blood and soil from Fei Yue's face.
The chilly mist eased Fei Yue's puffy eyes, and her weeping slowly tapered off.
Still, she gripped Gu Xing's clothing firmly, refusing to release it.
Noticing Fei Yue's composure returning, Gu Xing felt a wave of relief.
He hadn't foreseen that Fei Yue had gained the Divine Position of the Insect Realm and earned its recognition.
With that in mind, their following objective grew straightforward.
His attention gradually turned toward the seven Insect Emperors.
He had no desire for aid from this repulsive species.
Even absent the Insect Race, victory over the Demon Race remained within reach.
"Were you the one trying to hurt my Guardian Beast moments ago?"
His voice stayed even, stripped of any feeling.
Yet this simple query, paired with the formidable Guardian Beasts at his back,
exerted immense pressure on the seven Insect Emperors like never before.
"Insolent!"
"Barging into the Insect Realm and still spouting threats! You'll all serve as fodder for our kind's advancement!"
"Fodder?"
Gu Xing cocked his head faintly, seeming to mull over the term.
A icy laugh escaped him shortly after.
"Buzz—!!!"
A streak of sword gleam burst forth from beside Gu Xing.
Liu Li struck!
The wild, swirling space at the Insect Realm's border abruptly stilled for an instant.
The instant after.
"Pop!"
A noise as soft as a bubble popping.
A tiny puncture formed quietly on the forehead of the biggest Insect Emperor.
The ferocity in its multifaceted eyes halted abruptly.
Following that, its enormous form crumbled like an eroded statue, breaking apart bit by bit, crumbling into fine particles that scattered into the turbulent void.
With a single blow,
the Insect Emperor perished!
Such was the might of Liu Li, empowered to her utmost by him.
For the other six Insect Emperors, the light in their compound eyes hardened at once, morphing into sheer horror and... dread!
What in the world had transpired?!
This defied everything they knew.
Not even facing the Demon God had instilled such utter powerlessness.
It felt as though they existed in entirely different realms!
Gu Xing, however, dismissed these bugs entirely, treating the act as mere triviality.
He glanced downward tenderly at Fei Yue cradled against him, now steady in spirit but still clinging like a frightened cub to his coat, and asked softly:
"Fei Yue, do you want to handle the rest yourself? We're all here, so no rush."
His aim was obvious: to let Fei Yue release her pent-up fury.
But at those words, Fei Yue shook her head promptly.
She pressed her face further into Gu Xing's torso, her voice muffled and sniffly:
"No... With Master around, with Sister here, I don't wish to fight them alone."
She raised her teary violet gaze to Gu Xing, then darted a quick look at Qing Shuang nearby.
Out in the wild on her own, she embodied the mighty deity of the Insect Realm.
Yet beside her master and sister, she yearned simply to remain Fei Yue...
Able to drop every guard, slip back into the role of the young girl free to act spoiled, show weakness, and receive shelter.
Grasping her intent, Gu Xing nodded.
He never pushed his Guardian Beasts to stand invincible and solitary forever.
Leaning on one another, embracing both frailty and power—that was the true essence of their bond.
"Alright."
Then he lifted his gaze once more, fixing it on the six Insect Emperors trapped in hesitation.
Any prior gentleness had vanished from his eyes, replaced by pure serenity and a deep, chilling dominance.
"You spoke of fodder earlier."
Gu Xing stated it evenly, like declaring something inevitable.
"The Insect Race's existence and growth rely on constant consumption! The weak fall to the strong—that's your eternal rule."
The six Insect Emperors, baffled, drew back warily, their multifaceted eyes swirling with bewilderment, clueless to this fearsome human's plans.
"So..."
"I'll offer you an opportunity!"
"Endure just one assault from Liu Li, and I'll spare you!"
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