They struggled desperately, their bodies twisting like fish caught in a net, limbs flailing continuously, trying to break free from the spider silk's restraints.

However, the spider silk was incredibly tough, secreted by the Insectoid Kin's special glands. Not only was its strength extremely high, but it also had a certain stickiness, tightly wrapping around their bodies, making it impossible for them to break free.

The Zhu Yan Demon Insect's sharp claws pressed firmly against their bodies, each claw like a sharp dagger, piercing their skin, rendering them immobile, leaving them only to let fear spread within their hearts.

A Mind Control Demon Bug slowly flew towards a Chieftain-level Mud Swamp Frogmen noble.

Under the sunlight, the demonic insect's eerie glow became even more pronounced, as if it were a messenger from Hell, exuding a chilling aura.

As it gradually approached the noble's head, the noble's eyes were filled with fear and resistance.

It stared wide-eyed at the Mind Control Demon Bug, its gaze revealing an unyielding struggle.

It kept muttering incomprehensible words, its voice trembling, as if pleading for something, or perhaps cursing this terrible fate.

Its body twisted desperately, trying to evade the Mind Control Demon Bug' invasion, its hands subconsciously reaching out to grasp something, but only finding air.

Its muscles tensed, every muscle bulging from exertion, veins throbbing on its forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled from its forehead, dripping down its cheeks onto the ground, instantly disappearing into the dust.

However, everything was in vain. The Mind Control Demon Bug instantly released a powerful mental force, which surged into its brain like an invisible tide.

The noble immediately felt as if a thousand steel needles had simultaneously pierced his head, a pain so intense it almost made him lose consciousness.

A distorted expression appeared on his face, his features contorted in pain, his mouth wide open, letting out a silent scream.

His body first trembled violently, his hands clutching his head, as if that could alleviate some of the pain.

Subsequently, his body gradually stopped struggling, his eyes became vacant and lifeless, his original consciousness was erased bit by bit, replaced by absolute loyalty to Zhou Qi.

The original fear and resistance in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a fanatical piety, as if Zhou Qi was the only belief in his life, an existence he was willing to sacrifice everything for.

Just like that, one by one, the Mind Control Demon Bug flew towards the Mud Swamp Frogmen nobles.

These Mind Control Demon Bug can currently only barely control Chieftain-level beings; if they encounter an Overlord Chieftain, which is equivalent to a semi-super lifeform, they are completely powerless.

But at this moment, for these nobles, the power of the Mind Control Demon Bug was too strong; they simply couldn't resist.

Each Mind Control Demon Bug, upon approaching its target, would release a powerful mental wave, like invisible tentacles, tightly entangling the nobles' consciousness.

The nobles struggled in pain, trying to resist, but their will, in the face of the Mind Control Demon Bug' powerful mental force, was like an ant trying to shake a tree, insignificant.

Their bodies gradually lost control, their eyes became dull, and eventually, they could only gradually lose themselves in pain, becoming loyal servants of Zhou Qi.

Wu Ka grinned with satisfaction, revealing a row of sharp teeth that gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like a row of sharp blades, as he watched the nobles being successfully parasitized one by one.

His massive body swayed slightly, his scales shimmering with a deep, profound light, as if he was proud of his masterpiece.

The scales rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, as if playing a triumphant melody.

He led these parasitized nobles back to where the numerous Mud Swamp Frogmen captives were located.

The parasitized nobles stood in a row, neatly proclaiming loudly: "Great Overlord Zhou Qi, his power is like brilliant sunlight, dispelling the dark shackles of the Mud Swamp Frogmen Tribe! It is he who has given us new life, and all Mud Swamp Frogmen should be grateful and revere him as their faith!"

Their voices were uniform and resonant, echoing over the island, shaking the hearts of every Mud Swamp Frogmen like a great bell.

The voices were filled with fanatical loyalty, as if they had been completely conquered by Zhou Qi's "power" and had become his most devoted followers.

Below, the tens of thousands of Mud Swamp Frogmen listened to the nobles' words, and their eyes, originally filled with fear and confusion, gradually changed.

In their hearts, the nobles' words were absolute authority, an undeniable command.

The nobles had always been high and mighty in the tribe, their status and power inspiring awe in the lower-ranking Mud Swamp Frogmen.

Now, with the nobles praising Zhou Qi so highly, they too were involuntarily influenced.

Some lower-ranking Mud Swamp Frogmen's eyes first showed a hint of doubt, slightly furrowing their brows, as if contemplating something.

Their eyes revealed a trace of confusion, filled with curiosity and suspicion towards this unfamiliar "Overlord" Zhou Qi.

But under the influence of their companions, their gazes soon became fervent.

They began to whisper, "Is there really such a powerful Overlord?" a young Mud Swamp Frogmen whispered, his voice tinged with childishness and doubt.

"Since the nobles all say so, it must be true! We cannot disobey the nobles' wishes," an older Mud Swamp Frogmen quickly said, his eyes revealing a hint of reverence, as if afraid of being punished for questioning.

Slowly, the eyes of these Mud Swamp Frogmen all began to show faith in Zhou Qi, completely subdued by his "power."

Their faces no longer showed fear, but rather a fervent piety, as if Zhou Qi was the only hope in their lives, the savior who could lead them to a bright future.

They began to kneel, facing the direction of the imagined Zhou Qi in the sky, devoutly kowtowing, muttering words, expressing their loyalty and reverence for Zhou Qi.

At this moment, Zhou Qi, far away in the Geocentric Base, was cultivating in his room.

His room was located deep within the Geocentric Base, a spacious and mysterious space.

The walls of the room were made of a special rock, inscribed with mysterious runes that shimmered with a faint light, as if whispering ancient secrets.

In the center of the room, a massive rock was placed, on which Zhou Qi sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, surrounded by a mysterious aura.

He wore a black robe, embroidered with golden patterns that shimmered with a mysterious light in the dim illumination, as if containing powerful energy.

Suddenly, he felt a surging power pour into his mental inner world, countless lines of faith light rushing in like a tide.