In the face of Aaron's unrestrained aura, her ridiculous confidence in her perfect genes vanished instantly, swept into the trashcan.
When Aaron arrived in front of Ayesha, his footsteps ceased, and everyone held their breath, daring not to look up.
At this moment, the Sovereigns outside reacted. They rushed in, wanting to drive out the invader.
Ayesha glanced toward the hall entrance, her eyes filled with anticipation.
Faster, hurry!
This second felt as long as a hundred days.
In the anxious wait, the Sovereigns swarmed in, and then—
Thud... Thud...
Just like the maids, they knelt row after row, neatly arranged, their faces filled with terror.
It's over!
Ayesha despairingly withdrew her gaze.
Aaron reached out, cupped Ayesha's chin, and slowly lifted her face.
He was like a lofty god, looking down at her terrified eyes.
"Where is High Evolutionary?"
Eh?!
He's not looking for us?
Ayesha, who had thought her life was about to end, felt a joy like the calm after the storm.
"The High Evolutionary... he..."
As Ayesha was searching for words, Aaron slowly leaned in and whispered into her ear.
The warm breath on her earlobe, however, brought no warmth, but instead a chilling cold, like falling into an ice cellar.
"Ayesha, you wouldn't want anything to happen to your people, would you?"
Ayesha's pupils contracted sharply.
The High Evolutionary was their creator, capable of easily dictating the life and death of the Sovereigns. Because he knew the genetic makeup of the Sovereigns so well, he could effortlessly create a species-extinction gene virus tailored to them.
But now, facing the terrifying Aaron...
Ayesha weighed her options in her heart. 'I'm sorry, creator, but for the sake of my people, I can only sacrifice you.'
Ayesha quickly said, "The High Evolutionary should be on Counter-Earth right now."
"Although I don't know his exact location, I can contact him."
"I'll use finding 89P13 as an excuse, and the High Evolutionary will definitely rush over immediately."
(T/N: 89P13 = Rocket Raccoon)
"Please, don't hurt us."
"I, in the name of the High Priestess, represent the Sovereigns and offer you our loyalty."
Ayesha's mind raced, and she quickly realized that this was both a crisis and an opportunity.
Since they were powerless to resist, they might as well close their eyes and fully embrace it.
"Ayesha, what are you saying?"
"You cannot represent the Sovereigns."
"We, the Sovereigns, will never be slaves."
Ayesha looked at the remote drones that had just flown in, and whispered, "They are from the Council, and they have the power to counterbalance my decisions."
"They have the right to mobilize the Sovereign drone fleet. I can go stop them immediately."
"No need."
Aaron turned his head, and with a flicker in his eyes, all the drones spontaneously combusted without fire, instantly disintegrating into ash.
Immediately after, a noisy commotion came from outside.
"Quick, everyone, the Council is on fire!"
"No need to come, the Council is already ashes."
Ayesha felt her mouth become incredibly dry.
The Council, which had given her such headaches, had been reduced to dust just by a turn of his head?
"Gulp!"
Only heartbeats remained in the silent hall.
"You know what to do. You'd best figure out his location, understand?" Aaron lifted her head, his voice gentle.
As Ayesha blinked repeatedly, Aaron let go of her.
Ayesha immediately began to contact the High Evolutionary.
After telling him the news that they had captured 89P13, Ayesha quickly inquired about the specific coordinates, so that the Sovereign drone fleet could personally deliver him.
The High Evolutionary, located at the OrgoCorp, had no doubts.
He immediately gave the coordinates of the OrgoCorp, eagerly wanting to see his beloved and hated Rocket Raccoon again.
Just as he was lost in thought, a piercing alarm suddenly blared through the biological warship.
The High Evolutionary's face instantly darkened, and he glanced at the female adjutant beside him. "Go see what's happening."
The female adjutant, hearing this, immediately contacted the outside.
"It's bad, we've detected a powerful energy fluctuation, and its location is right beneath us."
The High Evolutionary snorted coldly. "How powerful is the energy?"
He thought to himself that he would fire the relevant person in charge later. It was just a surge in energy readings, what was the big deal?
"We don't know. The energy detector instantly maxed out."
Maxed out?!
Could it be broken?
The High Evolutionary was still thinking when chaotic footsteps and shouts appeared in the channel.
"Intruders! Assemble in the main hall immediately!"
"Damn it, Ayesha has betrayed us!"
"Oh no, what kind of monster is that man?!"
Another series of combat sounds echoed, but they quickly ceased.
The channel was eerily quiet, as if contact had suddenly been lost.
The few people in the control room all felt a sense of foreboding, and simultaneously looked at the High Evolutionary, awaiting his next command.
The High Evolutionary had a surprised expression.
Ayesha had betrayed him?
It seemed the Sovereigns could not be spared.
"Contact other regional guards, immediately go to the main hall to investigate and eliminate Ayesha and her accomplices."
"Have the field troops on standby. They will depart for Sovereign immediately, I want rivers of blood there."
The High Evolutionary seethed.
He hated nothing more than betrayal.
Especially when his own creations betrayed him, he had zero tolerance.
The last one to betray him was 89P13. He had failed his expectations and, during his escape, tore off his face.
To remember the hatred, the High Evolutionary had used a stapler to firmly reattach his face.
And now, Ayesha was also leading a betrayal. Although he didn't understand how Ayesha had instantly arrived here, none of that mattered.
Because the Sovereigns would be erased from the Universe.
The High Evolutionary still held the upper hand and showed no panic.
This was his stronghold, no one could do anything here.
Let alone Ayesha, even if the Mad Titan came, he would have to leave helplessly.
Boom!
A violent explosion came from underground.
The High Evolutionary cursed, "Who told them to use high-power bombs? All my treasures are stored here."
"Tell them all to be quiet."
The adjutant quickly tried to contact the outside, but the strange event repeated itself.
The guards, who had just been reachable, were once again out of contact.
For some reason, everyone felt a deep sense of unease.
This time, the problem seemed very serious.
"Deploy the Abilisks." The High Evolutionary commanded, leaving no room for doubt.
The adjutant immediately began to operate.
The Abilisks were interdimensional monsters capable of traversing dimensional space, normally feeding on vast amounts of energy.
After being captured and modified by the OrgoCorp, they became controllable and even more powerful.