Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 1029 - 280: Monster’s Afterglow, the Reason Not to Fail (Part 2)

Using bodies to rewrite the battlefield terrain, using death to stack the ladder of victory.

This is the war art unique to the Combat Insect Clan.

When the main brain determines that a target is worthy of destruction, this massacre only has two outcomes.

Either the enemies are completely annihilated, or the swarm dies out; there is no third possibility.

In past cross-dimensional wars, the end of the Black Tide's invasion of the Small World was to completely engulf this world.

The invasion of the Insect Race has no end; they follow the clans that flee across dimensions with relentless pursuit, even if there's only one person, even if the benefits brought by this cross-dimensional chase fall far short of the expenditure.

Extermination is the cruelty engraved in the bones of the Combat Insect Clan.

The three major natural disaster Commanders shifted from mutual sabotage to plundering more resources from the Giant Beast Legion; it's another form of invisible confrontation.

The actions of the Star Network, Earth Thought, and the main brain have plunged the already embattled Giant Beast Legion into complete despair.

The catastrophic surges coming from three directions present no breakthrough.

The front line cracks continuously under the strangulation of the three major natural disasters. From a high-altitude perspective, the Giant Beast Legion is like a golden whale corpse being ripped apart by a school of sharks, constantly grinding giant beast warriors into minced flesh.

The roar of the Divine Tiger becomes more and more agitated.

It constantly rushes between the three battle lines, its sharp claws tearing through the player arrays, its tiger tail sweeping madly at the insect swarm, its fangs biting through the Black Tide Demonic Spirits, but every time it leaves a battlefield, that line of defense for the Giant Beast Legion collapses once more, while the lines destroyed by the Divine Tiger are rapidly healed by the three forces.

The energy shock wave released from the main line generates a tri-colored vortex.

From a high-altitude perspective, the continuous advance of three colors visibly erodes the golden front line, resembling a sandcastle washed away by a storm, and those mountain-like towering giant beast warriors are merely dishes on the chopping board under the strangulation of the three major natural disasters.

The main motif of the war has long since shifted from resisting the Giant Beast Legion to dividing up the Giant Beast Legion.

Facing the decline, the Divine Tiger keeps roaring.

The Giant Cyan Dragon Warrior writhes continuously amid the suicidal charges of the insect swarm, yet is pierced by the sharp appendages of Insect Warriors into its body, akin to a blue whale infested with countless barnacles, with oral appendages penetrating the body, like straws, devouring its blood.

Ultimately, under endless torment, the Azure Dragon Giant Beast's flesh is gnawed to a skeleton, falling onto the Fungus Carpet.

Numerous writhing tentacles envelop the skeleton, decomposing it into nutrients to be dispersed.

In the area where the lines of the three major natural disasters intersect, the scene of food-snatching is even more frenzied.

A Gilded Giant Whale struggles desperately, half crawling with Insect Warriors, half crawling with Black Tide Demonic Spirits.

All burrow into its body through wounds, deceased spirits transform into Curse Seals, rapidly spreading like vines, and in moments, this former oceanic overlord ceases to struggle, leaving only a skeleton chewed to be riddled with holes.

In the end, like an erased image, it gradually fades in the battlefield.

But the most frenzied devouring is still those players under the All Things Extraction Rule.

Their consumption does not go through a process of gradual spread.

As long as a target dies, it instantly becomes the nourishment of players.

Both the Black Tide and Insect Tide understand the terrifying nature of players, and can only try to devour as much flesh and energy as possible before a giant beast dies, to reduce the nourishment plundered by players upon its death.

In the intensity of war, even the Divine Tiger under the strengthened rule body is covered with varying depths of wounds, bleeding continuously seeping from them.

The Divine Tiger possesses the strongest individual combat power in this battlefield.

But unless it's powerful enough to crush the three major natural disasters easily, ending the battle quickly in a sweeping fashion, it's meaningless.

In the eyes of the Star Network, Earth Thought, and the main brain, the strength of the Divine Tiger merely delays death.

Yet, the Divine Tiger continues to fight fiercely, still frantically charging on the three battle lines.

But such efforts are ultimately futile.

The offensive of the three major natural disasters is relentless like the tide.

The Divine Tiger's speed gradually declines, its anger in the eyes replaced by fatigue and despair.

The Giant Beast Legion that it sees as indestructible is flickering precariously under the ravages of the three major natural disasters, facing the possibility of being snuffed out at any moment.

And the three Commanders give no respite to the Divine Tiger, the player's steel torrent, the Insect Race's suicide charges, the Black Tide's Bone-Eroding Curse Seal, like three continuously rotating meat grinders, grinding the Giant Beast Legion into mincemeat.

Under the frenzied advance of the three major natural disasters.

Finally, the remaining giant beast warriors retreated to the core area of the Golden Domain.

In the center stands twelve Divine Pillars, the beams released conjoin at a floating Derived Rule Imprint.

This area initially served as the source of strength for the giant beast warriors, but now it seems transformed into a final burial ground. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Remnants of the Crystal Nest float on the sand sea, dead Companion Jellyfish drifting like shattered glaze, the Derived Rule Imprint on Canglong has dimmed, its elongated body broken into three segments, the floating flesh in the ocean being consumed by the Black Tide, decomposed by the Insect Race's Fungus Carpet… The Divine Tiger stands atop a heap of giant beast corpses, its golden fur stained by blood and filth.

It watches the catastrophe torrent pressure from three directions.

The player's released Elemental Glory chains into a star sea, Black Tide Demonic Spirits morph into countless twisted demonic silhouettes writhing at the wave peak, the friction sound of the Insect Race shells akin to the sharpener for the Death Reaper Scythe… In despair and indignation, it lets out a mournful long howl, shaking the golden sand grains into turbulent waves, like a golden storm for the funeral of the Giant Beast Legion