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Her gaze swept meaningfully over Qiong's lips, her pink tongue slowly and seductively licking her lips, which were as red as ripe cherries.
how to say.
A strong sense of immorality surged within Qiong's heart.
It's like having a sweet date with your girlfriend at an amusement park, holding her waist intimately, but secretly holding the hand of your girlfriend's older sister who's been following you.
After kissing his girlfriend in the romantic Ferris wheel, while she went to the restroom to touch up her makeup, he turned around and pressed her sister against the carriage wall for a deep kiss...
Of course, given Qiong's thick skin, embarrassment is impossible.
I just feel a bit sentimental.
Titania is still too cunning!
He strongly suspected that Her Majesty the Empress had achieved a 24/7 seamless lock on the Firefly, and that she would join in whenever the Firefly made a move.
If Liu Ying kissed herself, wouldn't that mean she was also cuckolding herself?
Kiana pondered this question with her own mind, while Qiong, in front of tens of thousands of iron cavalry, took Titania's hand.
The gaze that seemed to want to merge oneself into his body diminished somewhat.
"You really don't care?"
"What do you care about?"
"What do you say?"
Cut out the dead fish eyes from the dome.
Why should I care?
Titania chuckled softly, her languid composure carrying an air of absolute control.
"Even if you wanted to host a late-night private social gathering with the entire Knights right now, I can ensure that every lucky participant will experience the personal care of Her Majesty the Queen~"
The subtext is crystal clear: she can attach her consciousness to every participant.
Qiong: "..."
Aha, you're not giving me a mask, are you?
Okay, I'll make one for her myself later!
"...How many cavalry have been assembled?"
Qiong changed the subject.
"Thanks to you."
Titania instantly switched back to the solemn tone of an empress; her voice was not loud, but it clearly carried an unquestionable authority.
"132122, all the existing Grammer cavalry on this Thracian planet."
Without the resonance of Qiniana's song, the number of iron cavalry remaining would not exceed one-tenth, and might even be less.
"Legions from other planets are also gathering here with all their might."
Titania gazed at the dim starry sky, her tone tinged with solemnity.
"But... the insect swarm's resistance is far greater than ever before. They... will probably have a hard time breaking through."
Not only were they unable to come to protect the Queen, but they themselves were also in dire straits.
What are you planning to do?
"fighting!"
Titania's answer was without the slightest hesitation and was resolute.
She straightened her back, and her stunningly beautiful face radiated a dignified and fearless light—the decisiveness and responsibility of an empress.
"For our own survival, for our future, we must fight to the death!"
Titania was resolute and exceptionally beautiful.
"Integrate our existing forces, find the weakest link in the insect swarm encirclement, and then... spare no effort to send you out of this hellish star field and escort you to a safe shore."
Titania maintained her dignified and elegant posture as an empress, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"This is a consensus among all the children and me."
"Hey, hey."
Qiong looked at her and smiled helplessly, "I'm not some weakling who needs your protection."
"Besides, with me here, we can assemble the troops more efficiently, right?"
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Volume 1: Chapter 661 A Cruel War, Merciful Enemy?
"Army attack!"
Titania's command, like invisible ripples, instantly spread throughout the mental network of every Iron Knight.
The group boarded a strategic-class starship belonging to the Grammer military and departed Thrace.
In order to make rapid jumps in the vast starry sky, in addition to the starship itself, another crucial technology is needed.
Star Gate.
Also known as a wormhole.
Most civilizations of Class B or higher in the galaxy, except for a few whose technological paths have gone astray, have all developed this technology.
Even the pre-Collapse civilization of Earth had activated this technology for traveling between Earth and the Moon.
In Honkai Impact 3rd, the beings from the heavens also used stargates to invade Earth.
The Republic of Grammer, whose territory spans 20,000 light-years, has naturally established a network of stargates between its major planets.
Only remote, secluded places like Terra are the ones that slipped through the net of interstellar development.
Using the instantaneous jump through the stargate, Titania, like a master chess player, quickly regrouped her scattered forces at a key point.
The war has begun.
It is no longer a deduction in a simulated universe.
Instead, in the real world, they wage a brutal war against swarms of insects stretching across the vast starry sky for survival.
Children are wailing, planets are falling apart, and the entire galaxy is gradually being stained with ominous shades of brownish-purple and pitch black.
The Grammer Empire originally existed only in the dreams the Empress wove for the knights.
The moment Titania broke free from the Republic's prison, the illusion transformed into a reality forged in iron and blood.
Similar to the unified consciousness of a swarm, a variant of Gestalt consciousness, the loyalty and efficiency of the Grammer Cavalry are terrifying and unmatched by ordinary human armies.
Titania has absolute control, and there will never be the kind of infighting and backstabbing that occurs in human armies.
But now, the empire has a special monarch—Qiong.
Should I call her Empress or Prince?
In the hidden corners of the Mind Network, the Iron Rider Girls once had a heated discussion.
Ultimately, the title of prince prevailed overwhelmingly.
After all, if he were called Empress, wouldn't that be a constant reminder that he was Her Majesty the Empress's exclusive companion?
How can we then make a move with a legitimate reason?
Although serving the emperor in bed is a good reason, it just doesn't feel quite legitimate.
The war between the Zerg swarm and the Iron Cavalry escalated rapidly, quickly engulfing the entire Grammer star system.
This was the most difficult battle in the history of the Grammer Empire.
It has been going on for three months now.
As for the Republic of Grammer?
Without the superweapon terminal Titania, conventional technological weapons are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of an exponentially growing swarm of Zerg.
They barely managed to withstand the initial waves of attack.
However, the terrifying rate of reproduction of the insect swarm caused the Republic's ammunition production and energy supply to completely fall behind the consumption.
They could only keep shrinking their defenses, and eventually, after losing most of their territory and countless civilians, the Republic's leaders retreated into their heavy steel fortresses, attempting to prolong their existence.
They also struggled, even groveling to acknowledge the Empire's existence, groveling before Empress Titania and begging for cooperation.
Titania scoffed at this; she had neither the time nor the energy to feign politeness with these incompetent fools.
How can you lead your iron cavalry to victory when you're surrounded by these insects?!
Unlike simulated universes, real wars are undoubtedly brutal, even tragic!
The Grammer Empire has no way out; the bloody war between the two races can only end when one side is completely reduced to cosmic dust.
"How many of them will ultimately survive?"
Xing, unusually composed, stood silently before the massive porthole of the starship's bridge, his voice slightly hoarse.
Outside the window, countless arcs of fiery light streaked across the deep rain, traversing the sea of stars, and resolutely rushing toward the burning war zones of the Grammer Starfield.
The swarming insects, which blotted out the sky, turned to ashes in the sea of fire, and the silvery-white armor fragments drifted like mournful snowflakes in the pale light of the star.
The remains of armor and insect limbs scattered into deep-space debris, drifting in the vacuum and stretching into a river of death.
"perhaps."
The magnificent blue-black gradient of the skirt, Titania's long, silvery-white hair cascading down like a starry waterfall, shrouded the throne like a starry veil.
Her tone was calm and ethereal, and her beautiful eyes, a blend of pink and blue, were as deep as an ancient well, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
"This……"
March 7th remained silent, looking like a wilted eggplant, her pink hair seemingly losing its luster.
A mixture of bitterness, sorrow, and pity surged in her chest.
"How could this be...?"
She had seen the Iron-Clad Girl more than once, before going to war, muster up the courage to run up to Qiong, offer her a shy but resolute kiss, perhaps the first and last kiss of her life, and then, with a satisfied and excited smile, rush towards death without looking back.
At that moment, she couldn't even feel jealous; all that remained was a deep sense of powerlessness and heartache.
"How is the recruitment of new soldiers going?"
The robin looked sad, and the pair of white ear feathers peeking out from its hair and drooping to its shoulders and neck revealed the melancholy of this beautiful Sky Ring girl.
In the past, she had traveled to many planets where wars were taking place to spread [harmony].
I have never seen a civilization fight against an insect swarm, nor have I ever seen such a brutal war.
"The daily increase is about eight million, and it is still rising."
Titania's voice remained gentle, yet it cut through the cruelty of reality like a cold blade.
Every day, millions of Ironclad Girls hatch from the modified steel nest planet incubators. Before they can even see the world they fight for, they pilot their cold mechs into the air and plunge into the sea of death composed of equally newborn breeding cod.
Silverworms hissed as they bred and bred, while iron cavalry shouted for the empire, the empress, and the prince.
"Nia, the cooldown is over."
Kiana, sitting in her private seat next to Titania, gave a soft reminder.
"it is good."
The Queen nodded slightly and gracefully put on the shimmering Potara earring.
In the pure white light, Kiniana, holding the singer's microphone, took Titania's place.
The melodious and powerful singing voice rang out, like a gospel that crossed the Milky Way, resonating deep within the hearts of every female warrior.
The radiance of the soul ignited and spread in countless beautiful eyes interwoven with pink and blue, the arc of light spreading out in gorgeous colors at the edge of the pupils, as if to burn everything they had along with the flames.
The two have been working together continuously.
Once the earrings cool down, they will combine again to empower the Iron Rider Girls.