When it was early morning, Cipher secretly slipped into Derick's resting room.

She saw Jingliu sleeping soundly on the bed, even proudly crossing her legs, her jade-white feet, as pure as winter snow, held high and swaying. Cipher glanced at Jingliu in this state, then turned to look at Derick, who was currently lying on the sofa, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Derick, you didn't sleep well tonight, did you?" Cipher stepped next to Derick and whispered.

"Of course not!" Derick gave Cipher a glare.

Cipher reached out and touched Derick's cheek, continuing to ask: "Then, do you want to sleep with me tonight? I guarantee you'll definitely have a bed to sleep on."

"No!" Derick replied instantly.

"Then I'll just watch you continue to sleep on the sofa." Cipher patted Derick's stomach, then walked over to Jingliu, who was now awake. "Miss Jingliu, I'm here to do your disguise..."

"Alright." Jingliu nodded softly. Subsequently, under the manipulation of Cipher's Authority of Tricks, Jingliu transformed back into Castorice's appearance.

Only after doing all this did they emerge from the resting room. As they prepared to leave, Derick also used his phone to call Polyxia. At this moment, Derick arrived at the room door, and Polyxia, in her wheelchair, arrived just then.

Seeing Derick and Jingliu's appearances, Polyxia knew nothing had happened, and her heart relaxed.

The group walked towards the beast ship's dining hall.

"Lord Derick, Miss Castorice..." The Borisin maidservant quickly greeted Derick and the others. Derick nodded lightly and asked: "Is breakfast ready today?"

"Lord Derick, it's already prepared." The Borisin maidservant quickly replied.

"That's good."

Upon entering the dining hall, a lavish spread of food was already laid out. There were still a few chefs on the beast ship, all captured from various planets, as the Borisin also pursued culinary delights. Moldu knew Derick wouldn't eat raw blood sacrifice, so he had already instructed the chefs to prepare cooked food.

"Lord Derick, are you satisfied with the food? If not, we will kill the chefs right now." The Borisin maidservant spoke the cruelest words with the most humble attitude.

"This meal is not bad; keep them alive. Also, if you ever mention 'killing or not killing' in front of me again, I'll kill you first. And as for others, whether they live or die, only my word counts." Derick said to the maidservant.

"I-I was wrong." The Borisin maidservant nodded fearfully.

"Get out!"

"Yes."

Derick continued to enjoy his food.

After eating, he continued to idly wander around the beast ship.

While Derick was bored, Moldu didn't dare to stop for a moment. He led the other Borisin, piloting the beast ship, advancing towards the Borisin's populated area.

During the flight, many other Borisin beast ships converged with Derick's.

"Die!"

Derick swung his fist, killing a Borisin, smashing its entire head to pieces. There were many other Borisin corpses on the ground, all absorbed clean by Derick, leaving only a bit of skin.

Derick's gaze fell on the remaining Borisin, who were now silent with fear, a cruel smile on his lips.

Then he softly asked: "Now, are there any of you still unconvinced?"

All the Borisin present knelt down in unison before Derick, showing their submission. However, these Borisin were all over two and a half meters tall, so even kneeling, they were almost as tall as Derick, who was just over one point seven meters.

These Borisin before them had come from other beast ships. Arrogant as they were, they were naturally very unwilling to bow to a non-Borisin as their War Chief, as Moldu had instructed.

They all rushed to Derick's beast ship, intending to tear open Derick's chest, retrieve the Crimson Moon, and become War Chief themselves. Especially after seeing Derick, and his physique, which was much thinner than even the weakest Borisin, their contempt grew even stronger.

So they all challenged Derick, wanting to kill him.

Facing their challenges, Derick naturally showed no mercy. He swung his fists, knocking them down one by one, turning them into corpses, which were then devoured into his body via the Crimson Moon.

Making the Borisin submit was also very easy: simply defeat them. If Derick were truly someone who only wished to dominate the universe instead of saving the world, he wouldn't even need to manipulate the Borisin; he could just use them directly.

Seeing that the remaining Borisin had yielded, Derick did nothing further. He looked at these Borisin squarely and said:

"Now, return to your beast ships and follow us to meet other Borisin."

After speaking, he intended to turn and leave. However, just as he was about to leave, one Borisin called out: "My Lord, I have a gift for you."

"Hm? A gift? What kind of gift?" Derick asked him, puzzled.

"Fresh flesh and blood, tender blood-food, absolutely the finest delicacy in the universe. Although it doesn't have much Abundance power, the taste is definitely excellent." This Borisin continued to say to Derick. A hint of reluctance was on his face, showing how much it pained him.

"What delicacy? I'm not interested. What I care about is only the Abundance power within the flesh and blood." Derick said with a frown.

This guy's head was full of cannibalistic thoughts. Derick had no interest in this whatsoever, and even found it repulsive. At the same time, he mentally sentenced this Borisin to death, planning to be the first to kill him when the time came.

Seeing Derick's expression, this Borisin quickly said: "My Lord, this is a singer from the Winged Race, very famous throughout the entire universe. Her flesh and blood, it must be incredibly tender. If you devour her, it will not only be delicious but also very satisfying."

Winged Race? Famous singer?

This sounds somewhat familiar!

Derick quickly asked this Borisin: "What is the name of this singer you're talking about?"

"Robin."

This Borisin answered honestly.

Hearing this name, Derick immediately walked in front of him and asked: "Where is she now? Has she not been harmed?"

This guy, he immediately found someone famous. This was also a character Derick knew, and if possible, Derick still didn't want her to be harmed.

At the same time, if Robin were truly harmed, her brother Sunday would probably unleash a frantic revenge.

"Not yet, Lord Derick. I happened to encounter Robin's spaceship just before I came over. I had just captured them when I received Lord Moldu's order, so I quickly came here." Seeing Derick show an interested expression, this Borisin's heart lit up, and he continued to Derick: "To preserve the freshness of the food, I ordered no one to harm them. Since Lord Derick, you are interested in her, I guarantee I will bring her over, without affecting the taste at all."

"Don't talk to me about taste. Remember, bring her over, perfectly intact, without a single scratch." Derick reminded this Borisin again.

"Yes." He quickly left.

Moldu at this moment also saw the "trick," thinking he understood Derick's "thoughts," and chased after this Borisin after he left.

"Remember, when you meet Miss Robin later, be polite." Moldu said to him.

"Huh? Why?" This Borisin looked confused.

"You still don't know our Lord's preferences. Besides strength, he likes beautiful and cute maidens the most. So he wants you to bring Miss Robin over not for consumption." Moldu said to him.

"Oh... I understand." This Borisin nodded clearly, then ran towards his beast ship. As he ran, he couldn't help but thank Moldu.

"Thank you for the reminder, Lord Moldu, otherwise I would have made a grave mistake."

At a temporary Borisin dwelling on a deserted planet.

The spaceship carrying the renowned cosmic singer Robin and her management team was attacked by the Borisin, and everyone became their captives.

"Miss Robin, what should we do?" Robin's assistant asked her worriedly.

"Calm down first, let's not rush. Let's figure out these Borisin's movement patterns, then find an opportunity to escape from here." Robin calmly said to the others.

She had traveled to countless planets across the universe, and even ventured deep into war zones, so her experience in handling emergencies was very rich. Hearing Robin say this, the others calmed down slightly.

But Robin still felt very uncertain and anxious deep down.

In the previous conflicts she encountered, there was always one side supporting her. Even if it was dangerous, there was still a force to contend with the opponent. But now, they were deep inside the Borisin's lair, and could only hope for the pitifully low chance of escape.

Robin was actually quite desperate, but she didn't want others to despair, so she didn't show it.

She quietly observed her surroundings, looking for an opportunity to escape. Just then, the door of their cell opened, and the Borisin who had spoken with Derick earlier walked in.

Seeing Robin, his eyes lit up.

This was a rare treasure to be presented to the War Chief.

Sensing his gaze, Robin instinctively took two steps back. Her other assistants, seeing the situation, quickly stepped in front of Robin to prevent this Borisin from harming her.

"You people, there's no need to worry so much. Your luck has arrived, Miss Robin, you'll come with me."

"Are you going to eat me?" Robin asked him.

Had she not found a chance to escape, and was her fate going to end like this?

Despair swelled in Robin's heart to its peak, but she still decided to calmly accept her fate. Robin finally spoke: "Mr. Borisin, my friends here have no Abundance Path power, nor are they famous in the universe; you won't gain anything by eating them. If possible, I beg you to let them go."

"Miss Robin!"

"Don't say that!"

Robin's companions said anxiously.

Robin waved her hand, pushing past the others and walking up to the Borisin.

"Bold move, let's go."

Seeing her behave this way, the Borisin praised her.

Robin, resigned to her fate, ignored him and simply walked forward.

As they walked, the Borisin said to her: "I won't harm you. I intend to present you to our new War Chief." Robin's steps faltered upon hearing this.

Wasn't the previous Borisin War Chief imprisoned on the Xianzhou for hundreds of years? Had a new War Chief emerged now?

She felt a little curious, but then immediately felt these matters had little to do with her. After all, she was about to become food in someone else's eyes, and her life was likely at its end.

At this moment, the Borisin continued: "And your life won't be in danger. Our War Chief doesn't intend to eat you; instead, he plans to take you into his harem."

Upon hearing this, Robin's expression finally changed drastically.

"No, that's impossible. You, you'd better kill me instead!"

She said, somewhat panicked.

What would the new Borisin War Chief look like?

Robin imagined a Borisin image over three meters tall, covered in fur.

This, this can't be!

Seeing her show such an expression, the Borisin's face turned cold, and he said to Robin: "Miss Robin, you have no right to refuse. You can choose to commit suicide, but your assistants beside you, they will become our blood sacrifice."

Are you kidding? How could I miss this chance to curry favor with the War Chief?

Hearing him say this, Robin's face looked as if it had been struck by lightning. Finally, after a moment of inner struggle, she slowly nodded.

"Okay, I promise you."

"That's more like it." The Borisin smiled.

"And I believe you'll definitely fall in love with our new War Chief."

Derick's appearance was very thin in the eyes of the Borisin, but this Borisin also clearly knew that from a human aesthetic, he was an unparalleled handsome man. Even a renowned cosmic singer, he believed, would find it difficult to resist the new War Chief's charm.

He led Robin to Derick's starship.

After a series of inspections, he and Robin entered.

When they were almost at the resting and entertainment room, this Borisin was stopped. He could only look at Robin and say: "Miss Robin, you go meet our new War Chief."

Robin's heart was extremely tense at this moment; she didn't hear what the Borisin was saying at all.

She just mechanically walked forward.

To face her 'unknown' and 'tragic' fate.

This short distance felt like centuries to her.

Looking at the door of the entertainment room, she slowly pushed it open with her hand.

For the sake of her companions whom she had inadvertently implicated, she had no choice.

Then she saw that inside the entertainment room, there was only a handsome young man.

This was completely different from the scene she had imagined.

Looking at the young man, Robin couldn't help but blurt out.

"Is this... is this Borisin War Chief so perverted? He even likes both men and women?"

"Huh!?"

Derick, hearing Robin say this, was full of question marks.

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