The bar was unusually lively at night.
Suddenly the dim lighting was turned off, and in its place came bright lights.
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, squads of soldiers in uniforms swam in with synchronized and rapid movements.
The gun was pointed at everyone in the bar.
With a loud shout, "Squat down!"
Although everyone was puzzled, they all obediently put their hands behind their heads and squatted down.
You can't disobey! They're carrying real weapons!
At that moment, a tall and straight figure walked in.
The aura emanating from him made people tremble involuntarily.
Under his chilling gaze.
Those squatting on the ground were all overwhelmed by this sudden and powerful aura, making it hard for them to breathe.
With his head bowed and eyes tightly closed, he silently chanted: You can't see me, you can't see me!
Senlang glanced at it briefly without lingering, and then walked upstairs.
Once the person had gone far away, some of the bolder people dared to steal a glance at that upright figure.
Even just a glimpse of his back is quite intimidating, inspiring awe in people!
Senlang arrived at a room on the second floor that was surrounded by soldiers.
Upon seeing Senlang's arrival, Sanjie immediately stepped forward.
"Young Marshal, that person and his contact are inside."
A hint of surprise flashed in Senlang's eyes.
"Have you subdued them?"
Sanjay revealed a hint of smugness.
"Yes, yes, we're just waiting for you, young marshal."
Sen Lang was quite surprised, but he also felt that something was vaguely wrong.
As soon as he stepped into the room, a force attacked him.
Senlang, relying on his years of combat experience, instinctively dodged the fierce attack by sidestepping.
He quickly drew the military knife from his waist and slashed fiercely at the man.
He then released his mental energy, conjuring a sharp blade that flew towards the man's head.
Seeing the unfavorable situation, the man could dodge the blade slashing from the front, but he couldn't avoid the small blades falling from above.
It immediately transformed into a large green worm, six or seven meters long, with its back covered in segments of hard, armor-like carapace.
Senlang's sword and the small blade he conjured with his spiritual power both landed on his incredibly tough carapace.
The sound of two fingers colliding was a dull "ding-dong".
Senlang looked at his knife; it had only left a mark on the opponent's carapace, unable to penetrate the heavy shell.
I was quite surprised, yet it seemed to make sense.
"You are a level seven insect general."
In the Zerg, ordinary soldiers are generally at least level two, and the higher the level, the greater their abilities.
A level seven insect general is already considered a rare genius among the insect race!
And the worm in front of us is a level seven worm general.
Senlang gave instructions to Sanjie, who was standing behind him.
"Go and evacuate all the people in the vicinity."
When Sanjay heard the words "seventh-level insect general," he felt uneasy.
In terms of the destructive power of these level 7 insect generals, it is no less than that of a level 7 typhoon.
Sanjay didn't dare to delay for a moment and immediately turned around and left.
But the large green worm let out an unpleasant laugh.
"Hehehe, isn't your reaction a bit slow? The people below were already infected with parasites the moment they stepped into this place. Is there any need to disperse them? They will only become puppets of my insectoid race."
As he spoke, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes as he looked at Senlang.
"The renowned young marshal Senlang is nothing special! I thought you were something special! You've truly disappointed me!"
As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at his perfectly intact carapace.
Of course, he didn't care about that mark on the carapace at all.
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