World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

Through her explanation, Zhang Xiaoman roughly understood the meaning of the Insect Domain. The two astronauts beside him were also dumbfounded, not expecting the situation to become so severe.

"No need to panic, activate the Spirit Shield, stabilize the spaceship first, and then talk. This Insect Domain has just formed; we’re not without opportunities."

Zhang Xiaoman calmed everyone down, instructing Li Xiang to activate the Spirit Shield of the Hail.

This type of shield is equipped on every spaceship with a Dark Spirit Power Engine, its primary function is to prevent interference from other forms of Dark Spiritual Power, such as the Insect Race’s Insect Domain and the Fog Heart of Biological Species. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Soon, with the activation of the Spirit Shield, the spaceship’s life support systems returned to normal. The crew heaved a sigh of relief as the sudden disturbance had made them incredibly tense, but fortunately, they were not without a response, and the presence of the Spirit Shield successfully resolved this crisis.

Meanwhile, on the surface of this Yellow Sand Planet, a small camp stood lonely amidst the endless insect swarm, looking like a lone boat in a stormy sea, with the potential to capsize at any moment.

"The swarm has found us! Quick! Protect the elder and retreat first! Everyone follow me to hold the walls!"

Inside the camp, groups of blue-skinned humanoid beings were constantly running around. Despite not having mouths, the expressions on their faces clearly showed their panic.

The entire camp wasn’t big, roughly about seven or eight thousand square meters, about the size of a typical residential complex in Qionghua City. The number of people wasn’t many either, probably not more than five hundred, and with so few individuals and those low walls, it was obviously impossible to fend off the overwhelming Insect Race army.

At this moment, the camp was in complete chaos, with several blue-skinned people bumping into each other in their rush, creating a mess.

In the middle of the crowd, a thin blue-skinned person looked at the scene before him with intense sadness in his eyes.

"Great Void God Tartaros, does the Phantom Spirit Clan truly have no hope... Have you seen this scene, what should we do... Your faithful Albret prays to you, pleading for your miracle, save your people..."

Surrounding the thin blue-skinned person were seven or eight burly men, escorting him towards a gigantic blue crystal.

"Quick, quick, quick! Escort the elder away first! As long as the elder is alive, we still have hope!"

Someone shouted while pushing away those blocking the path, while other blue-skinned people timidly followed behind, seemingly wanting to leave with them.

"Leave? Where do we go? The entire Phantom Spirit Star Domain has become the territory of those people, we have no way to escape..."

Others, showing despair, slumped by the roadside, appearing to have given up on survival.

The burly men escorted the thin blue-skinned person to the crystal in the middle of the camp, one reaching out his palm to emit a weak glow. When the glow touched the crystal, ripples slowly spread out, and the crystal began reacting.

Light emerged from within the crystal, looking faint, yet slowly filling it.

But the speed at which the light filled the crystal was too slow. At this rate, by the time the entire camp was slaughtered by the insect swarm, the crystal might not even be charged one percent.

"I can’t do this alone! I need your help!"

The burly man shouted to the others nearby, and immediately several more joined in.

Yet, even with the efforts of more people, the speed of the crystal’s charging was still incredibly slow, making it impossible to complete before the Insect Race arrived.

By this time, the vanguard of the swarm had arrived, swiftly climbing the walls. The low buildings provided almost no defense, and soon both sides were fighting brutally on top of the walls.

The blue-skinned people’s method of fighting was the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, each holding a short blade made of bright white light. These weapons were powerful enough to easily tear through the insects’ shells, causing damage.

Though these blue-skinned people’s attacks seemed formidable, due to the length and size difference between the parties, these short blades, even when cutting through the Desert Worm’s shell, found it hard to inflict fatal wounds on their hands.

Even the most ordinary Scythe Insect was larger than an adult water buffalo, whereas the short blades in the hands of these blue-skinned people were no larger than ordinary daggers. Unless striking the head, even if they pierced the resilient Desert Worms numerous times, it would result only in injury.

Moreover, given the massive numerical difference between the two sides, the defenses of these blue-skinned people quickly collapsed, and many Desert Worms screeched as they forced their way into the camp.

"Protect the elder! Quickly protect the elder! Don’t let them get close!"

Beside the thin blue-skinned person, a group of burly men roared and charged at the charging Desert Worms. Their light blades were noticeably longer than those of ordinary blue-skinned people, and their build and combat power were much stronger, barely managing to protect the central Elder Ming.

The blue-skinned people responsible for defense also retreated here, surrounded by insects with their defensive position shrinking ever smaller.

"Great Void God Tartaros, please extend your hand... help us..."

The thin blue-skinned person muttered incessantly, but his prayers seemed to be of no avail as the Desert Worm Clan’s attack grew more ferocious, leaving the camp in jeopardy.

"Elder! Stop praying to that guy! We need your help! Please use your spiritual energy to help us accelerate the crystal’s charging! Maybe we’ll have hope this way!"

In the Guard Team, the tallest burly man couldn’t hold back any longer. Although even if the elder intervened, the chances of the crystal being fully charged were slim, it was better than doing nothing.

"Shut up! Yadun! You are blaspheming the great Void God! Kneel down and beg for the Lord God’s forgiveness!!"

But the thin elder suddenly lashed out, pointing at the blue-skinned man named Yadun and scolding him, regardless of the circumstances.

Yadun’s face changed repeatedly at this, wanting to speak but holding back, ultimately suppressing his anger and turning his head away.

Yet the elder did not stop; he went up and grabbed Yadun by the clothes, relentless:

"Yadun! Immediately kneel and beg the Lord God’s forgiveness! Otherwise, so many of us here may be abandoned by the Lord God because of your disrespect, and end up in the mouths of these insects!"

Immediately, everyone’s attention focused here, but due to the fierce attack from the insects surrounding them, they quickly turned away to continue defending.

"Elder!"

Yadun’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the person before him.

Seeing no reaction from him, Elder Ming’s expression became impatient, raising his hand to try to press Yadun to the ground.

However, though the elder’s spiritual energy was stronger, his physical strength was vastly weaker, unable to move Yadun at all.

"Damn it! You’re dooming all of us!"

The elder’s face twisted in anger, summoning his Light Blade and fiercely stabbing at Yadun.