The sound of the zither was melodious.

It spread far over the skies of Nuwa Continent.

The next day, against the odds, Han Zhan didn't sleep in and got up early, shutting himself in his room, tinkering with something unknown.

Shang Siteng announced the matters of the Fu Xi Continent and the Crimson Insect Race to everyone, and to her surprise, not a single person showed any sign of fear.

"If there's a fight, then let's fight, who's afraid of whom?"

"Once we finish this battle, we can end the turmoil of this world. Is there anything better than that?"

"We have Lord Shang Siteng and Lord Han Zhan, what is there to fear!"

"Let those bugs see our might!"

"That's right, exactly like that."

Their confidence wasn't just in their words.

Upon hearing the news, Huo Lie led the people of Flame Village directly into the Gladiatorial Arena, studying and adapting to the Residual Fire Armor.

Feng Pingcheng and the Fengbai Village people weren't to be outdone, and they hadn't left the Wind Tunnel Testing Institute since entering.

Shui Rou and the Water Village people studied the coordination methods between the Water Concealment Technique and the Concealing Clothing, while Tu Housheng donned the newly improved War Fortress.

Nuwa Continent officially entered a state of mass militarization, where everyone with the ability to act independently, from fourteen to sixty-five years old, was equipped with corresponding auxiliary intelligent chips based on various matching screenings.

The weapons factory was in full production mode 24 hours a day.

Shang Siteng's Nuwa Stone talent also showed no signs of stopping.

The only exception was Han Zhan, who remained locked in his room, studying something unknown.

Three days quickly passed.

On the evening of the second day, Han Zhan emerged from his "retreat," found Shang Siteng, and gathered several people.

Three days later, a particular image on the shuttle monitor prompted the control center to sound the alarm.

"Lord Shang Siteng, there's something unusual over the North Sea!"

Already aware of the enemy's direction of arrival, Shang Siteng had altered the surveillance strategy three days prior, focusing on the entire North Sea.

Indeed, such an arrangement proved effective.

On the screen, amidst the originally surging black waves, a sudden trace of crimson insect shadow appeared.

Then the second, third, until countless more followed.

They densely spread across the vast expanse of the North Sea's surface!

The black North Sea was dyed crimson!

"Sound the alarm and enter Level One combat status!"

"Everyone, prepare. The final battle with the Crimson Insect Race will officially start in an hour and a half!"

"Yes!"

No one panicked or fled.

Humanity had prepared everything they could to face this battle.

Once again, they came from the sea.

But the only difference was, this time, they were ready!

...

From a vantage point in the sky.

The endless expanse of the North Sea had transformed into a sea of crimson, the crashing waves momentarily flashing black before quickly disappearing.

It was entirely the Crimson Insect Race.

They floated on the sea.

Crossing the sea in the most straightforward and brutal manner!

Upon the "sea surface," a sensuous woman in a crimson robe walked steadily.

Beneath her feet was a crimson path constructed by the bodies of the Crimson Insect Race.

And she, like a queen, walked on this endless red carpet!

An hour and a half later.

When the first Crimson Insect Race successfully climbed onto the shores of Nuwa Continent from the North Sea.

It was met with a precise bullet.

The bullet hit its head directly, and at the moment the gunshot rang out, the head of that Crimson Insect Race flowered open.

Bang!

The blood burst like blooming blood flowers, scattered everywhere.

The Nuwa Continent warrior who hit the target hadn't even celebrated before the Crimson Insect Race, originally with a burst-open head, regrew a new one before their very eyes!

"What the hell? This thing can regenerate!"

Bang, bang, bang!

Several more shots were fired, bullets aimed at the head exploded its head once more, while those aimed at the body emitted a clear metallic clink, sparks flying as the bullets ricocheted off.

Piercing rounds couldn't penetrate the chitinous shell of the Crimson Insect Race!

After blasting the head three times, the Crimson Insect Race finally lay down temporarily. It wasn't thoroughly dead; its robust life force continued to heal its wounds.

However, due to the severity of its injuries and the three successive head regenerations, its healing energy was insufficient for it to return to its full strength.

Yet, at this time, countless Crimson Insect Races appeared along the long coastline of Nuwa Continent!

"Open fire!"

With the command center's order, a large number of ground warriors waiting in readiness began pulling their triggers, gun barrels spitting flames.

These ground warriors were chosen young and robust men of Nuwa Continent, forming the first line of defense to protect Nuwa Continent.

Though their weapons weren't the advanced-tech weapons of higher lv3 eras, they were undoubtedly effective in battle as mainstream guns and ammunition.

Additionally, they were adequately supplied!

Saturation artillery bombardment quickly shrouded the entire coastline in flames and smoke.

A great number of the Crimson Insect Race were blown to pieces by the shower of bullets and artillery fire, but their formidable regenerative ability allowed them to continue advancing under such firepower.

Their crimson chitin shell defense withstood significant damage, impervious to stray bullets or artillery remnants.

Those Crimson Insect Races genuinely blasted into severe injury were fully restored within seconds.

They unleashed their four legs, running vigorously on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a multitude of the Crimson Insect Race breached the coastline, closing in on the first line of defense.

"They can't be blown up, you just can't blow them up!"

"These bugs are so tough, they can regenerate from shreds?!"

"They're also running fast, be careful, they're almost upon us!"

"Warriors encountering the Crimson Insect Race, start shifting modes!"

As the battlefield commander's voice sounded, the Nuwa Continent warriors, about to engage closely with the Crimson Insect Race, preemptively activated the "switch mode" mode, guided by the intelligent chip prompts.

The next second, the ranged weapons in their hands disappeared.

Replaced by a set of incredibly defensive super material war armor, and two quantum energy light sabers!

"Here they come!"

"Hold this first line of defense!"

"Never fall, never retreat!"

Every warrior of Nuwa Continent roared, and the mighty, unparalleled Crimson Insect Race crashed into these humanoid armors like walls of a massive, solid fortress.

With light sabers dancing, under the explosion of quantum energy, even the chitinous shell was effortlessly sliced open.

The first wave of invading Crimson Insect Race was hacked into clumps.

The increasingly brave warriors shouted loudly:

"Kill!"

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