Overlord: Rise of the Zerg

The shadows in the forest at midnight seemed deep and terrifying under the slightly dim starlight. From time to time, the howling sounds of wild beasts could be heard, even the buzzing of insects around them.

There were slight footsteps rushing through the forest. They were agile and methodical. They looked very experienced. They must be veterans in the jungle.

Sommer is a lizard boy and a hunter. Unlike other hunting tribesmen, who lost his father when he was young, he has been very withdrawn since he was a child. When he grew up, he was unwilling to communicate with others, and gradually became a strange and unsociable young man.

He has no ability to farm, but he has admired his father who has passed away for many years since he was a child. He was an excellent hunter! So, he also wants to be a hunter.

However, in this territory, there is no team willing to team up with this lonely and young boy, so he can only hone his skills in the wild and try to hunt wild beasts alone to support his growing old age. His mother who couldn't work, and himself.

Fortunately, God has been kind to him. If there are any strange people among the lizard people who are born with extraordinary abilities and have unique skills, then Sommer is definitely one of them.

His eyesight is quite outstanding, no, it cannot be said to be excellent. Compared to ordinary lizardmen, his eyesight can simply be described as shocking.

Born with eagle eyes!

He could clearly see the fist-sized fruit on a fruit tree from a distance of thousands of meters! It’s not simply seeing, it’s seeing clearly!

This kind of vision is like an eagle's eye. In his eyes, the distance in his sight is useless.

It was as if everything in the world was clearly visible in his eyes. The insects crawling in the forest, the eagles flying in the sky, and even the tadpoles hiding under the water, as long as they were within his field of vision, he could see them all with just one glance. The eyes are as clear as the chest.

This is also the biggest reason why he, a young man, can survive alone in the jungle and gain the capital that is not inferior to other hunting teams. And except for himself, no one knew that he had this ability, including his mother.

As long as he can see it, no danger can escape his eyes. Poisonous insects in the mountains, gregarious wild beasts, dark poisonous snakes, no matter how insidious and cunning creatures have traces, they will be detected by him within his field of vision.

So over the years, from outside the jungle to the current territory, although his residence has been moved several times and the hunters around him often suffered casualties, he, as a young man, has been living well, and his life is getting better and better.

until today.

While hunting outside, he witnessed the tragic scene of the Zerg slaughtering the entire territory from two hills away!

Witness.

Although he couldn't hear the sound, he saw the tide of Zerg, the expressions of fear and despair on the faces of his fellow racers, the ferocious appearance of the Zerg warriors, and the brutal and violent killings.

He didn't see his mother, she was out of sight. But he knew that he had indeed lost his mother.

Because none of the lizardmen escaped, those strong and ferocious members of the same race died miserably one by one under the siege of the Zerg like lambs to be slaughtered. With his mother's physical strength and mobility, There is no chance of survival.

But he could only watch, helplessly watching all this, helpless.

Tears rushed out of his eyes unknowingly, and his yellow-green pupils stared blankly ahead. The sharp claws stung the nerves of the claws, and drops of blood flowed from them.

It wasn't until the sky darkened and the Zerg in the distance finished plundering all the resources and evacuated silently from his sight that Sommer, who had already fallen to his knees and burst into tears, slowly came back to his senses.

He actually didn't care about the life or death of those of his own race. Those of his own race who were obviously at the bottom of the class like him had wantonly bullied their orphans and widowed mothers when he was still young.

The young Sommer didn't understand why they would humiliate him like this even though everyone lived such a poor life.

Later, he gradually understood that this was the bad nature of the entire lizard race.

The extremely poor life did not bring them noble moral character, but created an extremely cold and deformed heart. They need to find a sense of existence in beings who are lower than themselves, so as to prove that they are not that unbearable, as if they are also some big shot who can control the fate of others.

The young Sommer endured all this, and the situation gradually improved as he grew older and became more prominent.

Under the deterrence of his powerful crossbow, no lizard man dared to reach out to them again.

However, this still could not relieve the hatred for them deep in his heart. During countless dark nights, he was thinking about how to kill them!

Yes, they all deserve to die! Everyone deserves to die!

This is the true inner voice behind his cold and solitary appearance. He doesn't care about the life or death of his fellow humans at all.

But they shouldn't kill their mother...

Somo stood up slowly, wiped away the tears on his face, and took a deep look at the place where the former tribe was now in ruins. The moment he turned around, his eyes gradually became firmer.

He is going to kill them all!

Even though they look ferocious and cruel.

He is a loner, a loner with unique skills. He has no teammates and does not trust his companions. The only thing he can rely on is the crossbow in his hand, the longbow on his back, and the skills he has developed through many years of hunting!

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In the former lizardman territory, the Zerg had taken away most of the food and all the living "trophies" and retreated towards the camp, but a group of warriors and two larvae were still left behind.

These two larvae will digest all the food on the spot and establish a second Zerg camp here.

As for the place on the cliff, under Zero's instructions, it has been temporarily put on hold. The entire Zerg base camp, including Sass, is moving forward to make it easier to command and mobilize the Zerg.

Facing each other halfway, Sass soon ran into the retreating Zerg warriors.

It completed this memory absorption on the spot. This was the second time recently. It had already completed such an action a few days ago.

Speaking of which, during the memory reading of the senior management of the lizard man's territory, Sass also obtained relevant information about the situation outside the jungle.

The entire jungle here, including the large area outside the jungle, belongs to the Lizardman Empire - the border of the Sadman Empire. This vast but sparsely populated area is the fiefdom of Marquis Toril, and there are There are several counts and viscounts, and the nearby jungle is the territory of Viscount Thule.

This information is actually not important. Zero is not interested in things like their imperial territorial vassals at all. The name of their lord and how much power they have have no meaning to Zero.

He only needs to know how much power the other party has to resist the Zerg.

Therefore, he still carefully studied the information about the Sadman Empire.

Sadman, in the ancient language of the lizard people, means rising sun, and they named the continent where they are located Saran, which means the place where the sun rises.