Chapter 130: Jealousy

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Jealousy

While Elijah was clutching his head rolling around on the sofa on planet Sirius out of embarrassment over the universe-shaking marriage proposal from the Insectoid King of the Hornet tribe, three star systems away, at the Central Biological Research Institute of the Vance Group on planet Vega, there was someone who did not find this matter funny in the slightest.

Crack! Smash!

The specialized tempered-glass test tube in the laboratory was crushed into tiny fragments by Julian’s hand.

The blue reagent solution inside splashed all over the table; the razor-sharp glass shards pierced deep into the palm of the youngest maternal uncle of the Vance family, dark red fresh blood immediately dripping drop by drop onto the stark white alloy tabletop.

Yet Julian did not feel the slightest bit of pain at all.

His eyes were glued tightly to the optical screen replaying the video of Insectoid King Ignis with blazing golden hair and amber eyes standing amidst tens of thousands of Biological Mechas, using an infatuated gaze to look straight into the lens while calling the name "Elijah Hall", declaring he wanted to bring the youth home as his sole Insectoid Queen and cherish the youth upon the noblest throne throughout his five-hundred-year lifespan!

Beneath the replay video were millions of comments cheering and shipping the pair from the crowd of human netizens:

[Setting aside the matter of species, the looks and overlord aura of this Insectoid King Ignis are truly a peerless treasure of the mortal world! Plus he is grade 2S, faithful for an entire lifetime, and filthy rich! If the third young master of the Hall family nods to marry over there as the Insectoid Queen, will the two worlds not immediately have peace, while Elijah Hall also becomes the most powerful person on the other side of the spatial abyss?!]

[That is right! I see this Hornet King is only looking at Elijah through a screen, yet his gaze is already so tender it could melt into water, ten thousand times better than those playboy Alphas in the Capital’s aristocratic circle!]

Reading each line of text praising that Insectoid King as a worthy match for Elijah, Julian’s chest felt as though someone had poured it full of boiling acid before lighting a scorching fire to burn from the inside.

A nameless fury, more violent and fierce than anything since the day he stepped into adulthood, suddenly exploded inside his brain!

The A-grade mental core inside Julian’s body, which had long been unstable, was now stimulated to the utmost limit by wrath. A stream of icy cedarwood-scented pheromones carrying towering murderous intent was unleashed from his body without the slightest restraint, knocking all the trays of medical instruments in the laboratory flying into the walls with a clatter!

"Damn it... By what right does that insolent insect monster dare call his name?! Where does that monster dare demand to take Elijah?! Over to the other side of the spatial abyss to be his Insectoid Queen?! Do not even think about it!"

Both of Julian’s eyes were bloodshot and filled with red veins, his breathing heavy and rapid. He did not even bother bandaging his hand that was bleeding profusely, directly ripping off his white blouse to fling it onto the floor, spinning around to charge swiftly toward the laboratory door where his personal Mecha summoning pod was kept!

Inside his head at this moment there was only a single frantic thought: Pilot his Mecha to fly straight out to the Wormhole No. 01 front line immediately, charge across to the other side of the spatial abyss to drag that Hornet Insectoid King who dared covet Elijah out by the scruff of the neck and chop him into a hundred pieces!

Right as Julian had barely pulled open the laboratory door intending to rush outside, a tall, broad, composed figure stood blocking the threshold.

Lincoln Vance looked at the devastated mess inside the laboratory, then looked down at the hand dripping blood drop by drop and the ferocious face of his youngest brother that looked ready to go commit murder, his thick eyebrows knitting tightly together.

"Julian! What kind of madness are you throwing a fit over?! Retract your pheromones for me at once!" Lincoln barked out in a low voice, simultaneously reaching out a hand to grip tightly onto his younger brother’s shoulder that was trembling with agitation.

"Second Brother! Step aside for me!" Julian struggled, wanting to fling Lincoln’s hand off, his hoarse voice brimming with impatience and murderous intent: "I have to go out to Wormhole No. 01 right now! That damned Hornet... A disgusting insect actually dares publicly target Elijah! I have to go kill him; I can never let him touch a single hair on Elijah’s head!"

Lincoln looked at the completely irrational state of his younger brother, who was originally a biological genius always calm inside the research room, the strength of his hand gripping Julian’s shoulder tightening even further:

"Pull yourself together for me! The other party is a 2S-grade Insectoid King standing at the head of an insectoid race, surrounded by a grand army of hundreds of thousands of Biological Mechas protecting him! If you charge into Wormhole No. 01 all by yourself with the rank of an A-grade Alpha and that ailing gland of yours, you will be turned into a headless corpse before you even manage to see his face!"

Lincoln used force to push Julian backward into the laboratory, pressing him down with a thud into the swivel chair in front of the desk, subsequently taking out a medical first-aid kit to take hold of Julian’s hand full of glass shards:

"Moreover, Elijah is currently on planet Sirius with the private soldier squad of the Hall family and the Crown... and his older brothers and sister protecting him airtight; that Insectoid King only broadcast a marriage proposal from afar, it is not as though he charged into the house to kidnap anyone! Even William Hall and Alexander Hall have not hauled out their Mechas to run out to the wormhole for a fight to the death - by what right are you so furious that you want to go risk your life against someone like that?!"

Lincoln’s sharp questioning was like a ladle of ice water poured straight from the crown of Julian’s head down to his heels.

The frenzied rage boiling inside his blood vessels abruptly froze still.

Julian sat dazedly in the swivel chair, his chest still heaving violently, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at the drops of bright red blood flowing out from the palm of his hand.

That was right...

Why was he so angry that he had lost all reason like this?

Elijah was already nineteen years old this year, a fully grown Omega. After stepping out from the shadows of the past, the boy was brilliant, beautiful, and talented like a bright star in the sky of the Galaxy. Sooner or later there would be outstanding people coming to pursue the boy, propose to the boy, then bring the boy home as a mate.

Today’s suitor was a 2S-grade Insectoid King possessing a flawless human form, supreme power, and public infatuation before the entire universe, promising to protect and cherish Elijah for the rest of his life. What if tomorrow it was not that Insectoid King, but some flawless aristocratic Alpha young master on the Capital planet coming to ask for Elijah’s hand in marriage?

Merely picturing for a fleeting moment the prospect that one day Elijah would smile in a white formal suit, holding another man’s hand to walk down the wedding aisle, letting that person hold him in an embrace, kiss his lips, and mark the gland at the back of his neck...

"Mm!"

Julian suddenly doubled over, his remaining uninjured hand clutching tightly at the left side of his chest. The heart inside his chest felt as though it were being squeezed suffocatingly tight by an invisible hand until he could not breathe; a sensation of bitter heartache, jealousy, and utter panic surged up like a tsunami, drowning his entire mind!

He did not want that!

Regardless of whether the other party was the King of the Insectoid race or the most outstanding Alpha of humanity, he could not bear the sight of Elijah belonging to anyone else!

"Second Brother... I do not know..." Julian’s voice trembled, choking thick in his throat like a lost child who did not understand what was happening to his own body: "I do not know why I am this angry anymore. When I saw that Insectoid King say he wanted to marry Elijah as his Insectoid Queen... right here inside me hurt so much it was about to explode. I only need to think about what if Elijah truly nods to follow him, or later on the boy marries another Alpha, never needing me again, never turning his head to look at me even once more... and I just want to destroy every single person who dares come near him..."

Lincoln Vance’s movement of using tweezers to pick the glass shards out of Julian’s hand suddenly stopped completely. As the older brother who had taken care of Julian from childhood to adulthood, Lincoln understood the temperament of this youngest brother all too well.

Throughout the past year, Lincoln had remained convinced that the feelings Julian held for Elijah were merely the utmost guilt of a youngest maternal uncle who had inadvertently ruined his nephew’s life.

However, for a maternal uncle toward his nephew... no matter how much love or regret he held, when seeing someone else come to propose marriage to his nephew, the normal reaction was merely to stand from the perspective of an elder to scrutinize and nitpick whether the other party was good or not, just like the attitude of Mr. Hall and Benjamin at this moment.

How could there be any maternal uncle who, merely upon hearing that someone wanted to marry his nephew home as a mate, would immediately crush a test tube until blood streamed down, his eyes bloodshot as he demanded to pilot a Mecha to go die together with his love rival, much less clutch his chest in such agony that he could barely breathe simply from imagining the scene of that child marrying someone else like this!

That was fundamentally not the possessiveness of an elder toward a junior.

That was the frantic, instinctive monopoly of a grown man, an Alpha toward... the Omega he had carved deep into the very marrow of his bones!

The familial affection that Julian held for Elijah had twisted into something else as time passed!

Lincoln looked at his younger brother bowing his head, clutching his chest and gasping for breath in front of him, the gaze of the head of the Vance family shaking violently.

After a long silence inside the laboratory strewn with broken fragments, Lincoln slowly set the medical tweezers down onto the tray, his low voice carrying astonishment and hesitation as he asked a question that struck straight into Julian’s chaotic heart:

"Julian, are you... feeling jealous?"