The sky suddenly darkened, and a level one alarm was sounded over Jupiter.

A continuous buzzing sound came from high above, and swarms of insectoids invaded the azure sky, shrouding the planet in despair.

Xia Shizhao and Yu Qinlu stood back to back, watching the insectoids burst out of the house through the wall.

Yu Qinlu, who wasn't so desperate at first, looked up slightly and her heart sank instantly.

So the mid-level Zerg are here too.

No wonder these low-level Zerg were hiding; it turns out they were being directed.

Then Grandma and the others must already be...

She shook her head violently. No, she couldn't think about it. She and Shi Zhao had to escape from here.

"Shi Zhao, find a chance to escape later."

As she spoke, Yu Qinlu's eyes were filled with a sense of resignation. There were too many of them. Without mechs, they couldn't escape, but she could stall them for as long as she could, and every one of them who managed to escape was one less.

Xia Shizhao was tense all over. She was feeling cold all over and would probably faint soon. She would definitely not be able to leave, so she could only do her best to clear a path for Yu Qinlu.

Hearing her words, he said softly, "No, I'll run with you. There are the fewest Zerg in the east, only thirty. We can just kill our way through."

Actually, neither of them was sure, because there were just too many.

There were at least a hundred low-level Zerg just by looking at them.

Not to mention those that are unseen.

As the number of them increased, the stench became increasingly unmistakable.

"Fuck, I'm afraid we can't escape today."

Yu Qinlu tried to remain calm, but her slightly trembling voice betrayed her.

"What are you saying? Get out of the way!"

The Zerg's hard mandibles pierced towards them, but the two nimbly dodged, their weapons like the Grim Reaper's scythe, killing one low-level Zerg after another.

The two split up and killed many low-level Zerg, but their efforts, though few, were enough to overcome the might of an elephant.

Even with their fighting prowess, the two couldn't withstand the ever-increasing number of low-level insectoids. They systematically surrounded the two, and their stamina-restoring potions were almost exhausted, leaving Xia Shizhao with stamina that was quickly waning.

Yu Qinlu's voice was hoarse and anxious from afar:

"Zhao, get out of the way!"

Even as Xia Shizhao jumped away, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, where a gruesome wound had been cut open and was bleeding profusely.

She looked up at the sky and clenched her teeth. The flying mid-level insectoid was impossible to hit; she had to kill it. The double blades in her hands transformed into a bow and arrow, and the arrow, imbued with spiritual power, shot straight at it.

Arrows imbued with spiritual power will actively track, and Xia Shizhao draws his bow faster and faster, but he has no time to pay attention to the low-level insectoids around him. He can only keep dodging the mouthparts and mucus spat out by the low-level insectoids, making him look extremely disheveled.

Xia Shizhao felt a wave of darkness wash over him and was about to collapse. He used his mental power to create a path, grabbed Yu Qinlu, and ran. His hand holding her was wet with sweat.

Ignoring Yu Qinlu's wounds, Xia Shizhao could only lead his men on a frantic run, but how could humans match the speed of winged animals?

The low-level Zerg were almost completely wiped out, but the mid-level Zerg in the air only suffered minor injuries.

"Zhao, don't worry about me, just run. I'm a burden now, every one of us who lives is a life we ​​can save."

Yu Qinlu was seriously injured, bleeding all over her body, and spoke weakly.

With her vision blurring, Xia Shizhao pursed her lips and ran frantically. Her arm, which had been injured by the mid-level insectoid's stinger, was tingling. She held onto Yu Qinlu tightly, afraid that she would fall. She said in a trembling voice, "Just bear with it a little longer, everything will be alright, everything will be alright."

Can't you please not die?

As her limbs grew colder, Xia Shizhao collapsed to the ground, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at the dying Yu Qinlu, who was still looking up to comfort her and tell her not to be afraid.

She knew they couldn't escape.

The mid-level Zerg seemed to have had enough fun. With a dive, its tail glowed with a cold, ruthless black light.

Yu Qinlu lunged forward to shield Xia Shizhao with her body, spitting blood onto Xia Shizhao's face, and a tear fell onto her face.

Cold and fragile.

"don't want!"

He cried out in despair.

His friend died right before his eyes, and Xia Shizhao went mad. He passed through Yu Qinlu's body, grabbed her tail tightly with one hand, and refused to let go even as the skin and flesh of his palm were torn apart by the poison. With his other hand, he stabbed her with a knife and fork, pouring a large amount of spiritual power into her.

The Zerg exploded and died.

Yellowish-brown liquid splattered as Xia Shizhao, holding Yu Qinlu, sat up shakily and took out a potion, pouring it into her mouth without hesitation. However, wounds caused by the Zerg heal very slowly, even with the highest-level potion, let alone those in the heart.

Blood kept gushing from Xia Shizhao's lower abdomen, and her vision blurred. She stared blankly at Yu Qinlu, who had already breathed her last, sitting on the ground.

Why...why couldn't I be stronger...?

Why did it have to happen at this particular time?

As his limbs grew cold, Xia Shizhao hurriedly drank a sip of recovery potion, placed Yu Qinlu in a safe place, picked up the double blades, and ran towards the village despite his wounds.

They were all killed.

A low-tier Zerg player without a commander is just a disorganized mess.

Xia Shizhao resolved the issue quickly.

She carried Yu Qinlu home, opening each room one by one.

There was no one there.

He picked up the knife and walked towards the row of dead insects.

They cut open their bellies one by one.

The human bones hadn't been digested yet when she crouched down and picked up a familiar-looking ring.

This is the protective ring she made for Xiaoyuan.

With a sob rising in his throat, Xia Shizhao was on the verge of collapse. He whispered an apology to the ring, his eyes filled with ruthlessness as he reached out and dug into the insectoid creature's abdomen.

Xia Shizhao found the remains of every person she recognized in the village. She stumbled and ran to the back mountain, where she buried them all with her own hands.

They wrote down the names one by one.

He stood there alone, lost in thought.

Blood droplets from her fingertips dripped onto the ground, bursting into red flowers.

After kneeling down and kowtowing, she stood up and returned to Yu Qinlu's side.

The darkness in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sounds of things falling echoed around, while the long wailing of the alarm outside gradually subsided.

Exhausted and in a daze, Xia Shizhao sat quietly in the chair.

A rapid ringing sound came from her ear. Xia Shizhao couldn't move. Her body gradually stiffened and grew cold. She slowly closed her eyes.

In the sky, a tattered mech slowly descended to the ground. Ye Qiuling, having just finished killing the Zerg, was severely depleted of her mental energy, her face was pale, and she had several small, bleeding wounds on her body.

Transforming into an exoskeleton doesn't protect her body much. While the inside of the mecha is safe, killing the Zerg is too slow, and the large numbers of high- and low-level Zerg in the sky prevent her from doing so.

Leaving the control room, Ye Qiuling rubbed her temples with one hand, looking very puzzled.

Why did this large-scale Zerg invasion occur?

Why has everything changed?

Will insect infestations also occur earlier?

Ye Qiuling's head was about to explode. Why was the dream wrong? Shouldn't it be ten years later?

And isn't it Black Obsidian?

How could it be Jupiter?

I've gained a lot from intermittent dreams over the years, but I can't believe in dreams anymore; I've made too many mistakes.

Ye Qiuling lowered her hand from her forehead, her expression turning somewhat unpleasant.

"General, you need to rest."

"No, how many soldiers were killed or wounded this time?"

"...ten thousand."

"Understood. Reassure the deceased's family and provide the maximum compensation."

"yes."

After instructing his subordinates to go and tally the casualties among the people, he looked at Luo Chuyi, who was blocking his way and insisting that he rest.

"I'm looking for someone, don't block my way."

"You've just finished a battle, and your mental energy is greatly depleted. You need to rest."

Ye Qiuling frowned, pushed her away, and headed towards Xia Shizhao's location.