Bang!
The massive body of the ground-drilling sandworm, several tis larger than a subway car, heavily crashed to the ground,
The bug nest units on its back used spiky limb ends to cling to the back armor seams of the ground-drilling sandworm, maintaining balance without being thrown off.
These bug nest units primarily used the bomb gun, acid cannon, and flathrower.
The bomb gun, resembling a machine cannon, fires heavy spherical bullets that explode independently and tear apart tentacles;
The acid cannon scatters acid effective in corroding the flesh of carbon-based life forms;
As for the flathrower, it sprays a gelatinized combustible substance, sticky like lard, that clings to objects and won't co off, burning continuously on the ground until the combustible substance is entirely consud.
Besides, the bug nest units also employed devices to launch chainsaw blades and toxic gases, striving to extinguish the tentacles everywhere on the scene.
Boom boom boom boom!
From the walls on both sides at the back of the battlefield, four more giant sandworms erged one after another, bringing tens of thousands of bug nest soldier bugs into the channels opened by the sandworms, flooding in.
The subsequent four bug nest units cleverly chose the "landing spots" at the rear of the battlefield,
far from the divine power influence range center of the Desolated Lion, avoiding contamination and assimilation,
sweeping the tentacles from afar and slowly advancing,
while arranging hundreds of heavy-duty soldier bugs in sequence at the rear, firing artillery towards the Desolated Lion, Dann Chenzi, and others — to avoid the divine power assimilation of the Desolated Lion, this ti the heavy-duty soldier bugs fired,
not biological shells,
but tal shells crafted from ch beasts and tal debris.
Observing and analyzing the opponent, devising targeted strategies based on weaknesses, evolving with specialization, distributing bug nest unit ratios, and using the advantage of manpower quantity and logistics to crush the enemy, devouring evolution,
this is the bug nest.
Attempting to swamp the opponent with endless numbers alone is no more than a brainless beast.
The long-dormant bug nest units entered the fray, again shifting the circumstances,
the tentacles at the edge of the battlefield were swept clean, and after several rounds of artillery strikes, the tentacles in the center of the battlefield were not as abundant as before —
solidified gasoline bombs mixed with special ingredients burned the ground into a sea of fire, softening and sinking the soil, with so areas showing a glass-like luster, becoming incredibly solid, preventing the tentacles from penetrating.
The artillery did not fall upon us...
Paranoia gazed at the dense artillery shells blotting out the sky and heard the continuous whistling as they streaked through the air, a thrill shooting through their heart,
the firepower of the bug nest heavy-duty soldier bugs intentionally avoided all Earth players,
the footage captured by the System Detector may have been obscured by the flas and appeared chaotic,
but for the Transcendents present, noticing this was not difficult.
The bug nest truly is reinforcent.
"Well done."
Paranoia said, temporarily suppressing the thought of surrendering and quitting,
the pale face of the Ant King hidden under the armor showed an indescribable expression.
In an inexplicable sense, he vaguely felt a huge, pitch-black net descending towards him from above, and he had no strength to resist or escape.
Perhaps quitting on the spot now won't clear his suspicions...
"Roar—"
The Desolated Lion fought against Michael, the ones who Lose Control, and Side Truth without falling behind,
to be precise, the divine power barrier it produced completely blocked Michael's Sword of Flas and the attacks of others,
as it angrily swung its lion paws, the Earth players were forced to dodge and maneuver to avoid the chase and touch by the cyan-black divine power.
Where did these bugs co from?
In the Desolated Lion's excruciatingly aching mind, a faint sense of doubt erged,
it seed that there were reports from demons earlier, traces of insects were found above the thirtieth floor, but the Desolated Lion and the cult did not take it seriously, believing them to be biological weapons bred by Earth players.
As the battle gradually intensified, demons and cultivators from the isolated mountains and Jingnian Sect successively disappeared,
their channels for obtaining information were obstructed,
and the Desolated Lion was focused on advancing the ritual track with the cult, leaving no ti for other concerns, realizing the threat of the bug nest only at this mont.
...The God Soul, it hurts so much.
The divine soul fusion process in the God-Sealing Track was akin to shattering and reshaping the Desolated Lion's God Soul, far more painful than execution by a thousand cuts,
even as the Demon Leader, the Desolated Lion couldn't spare much rationality to consider the bug nest issue at this mont.
Since they're attempting to obstruct the God-Sealing Track, let's destroy them together.
"Roar!!!"
The Desolated Lion roared in anger, the surrounding cyan-black divine power forming gigantic tentacle-like shapes, swinging and striking furiously.
Ching—
Michael's Sword of Flas blocked the tentacles, but she herself was knocked away, her four wings retreating to two, and the halo flas above her head flickered, dimming halfway.
After a prolonged battle against powerful foes, even Michael was starting to struggle.
Crack!
Hoenhem's Klein Bottle was struck by the tentacles and shattered completely, his Sand Art spell released at a slow pace, halting his escape montum.
"Where's your goat?"
Hoenhem urgently asked Side Truth, who was retreating rapidly alongside him under Selcius's cover, "Can you still summon it?"
...Easy for you to say, do you know what kind of cost it takes to summon the Baphot goat demon even once?
Side Truth restrained the urge to retort, coldly replying, "Can only be summoned once per script."
Hoenhem's eyes slightly widened, "What's the use then, it's not even as good as a regular summoning spell."
From under the hood of Side Truth ca a low, helpless sigh, as if wanting to curse.
...If you hadn't coaxed us into besieging Michael earlier, wasting so many trump cards, we wouldn't be so passive now.
The detector didn't capture the conversation between these two,
a phantom tentacle ford from divine power lunged toward the ground-drilling sandworm at the center of the battlefield, along with countless bug nest units on its back,
just as it was about to hit, the third segnt of the sandworm's back armor suddenly opened, from which a ferocious creature with red and white colors erged, its size far exceeding that of an ordinary Bug Nest Overlord.
Whiz—
The creature rose into the air,
two of its six arm segnts wielded giant bone knives six ters long,
and the divine power contained within the bone knives contended with the phantom tentacle, slicing through it with the advantage of sharp blades in a flash.
The phantom imdiately dissipated,
the Bug Nest Tyrant, or rather Li Ang wearing the
resisting detection thods, his rear jets spewing blue flas, providing thrust to aid his slow descent.
Thud!
The Bug Nest Tyrant fell back onto the sandworm's back, gazing up at the Desolated Lion, now expanded to the size of a skyscraper,
the eight elongated red eyes under his shell lighting up.
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