Chapter 480: Chapter 480

The road to vengeance is so long.

Just then, a dark red light appeared at the corner of his eye.

An Shui turned his head and saw that a shattered gem fragment was flickering rhythmically.

Crawling to a piece of shattered gem, he dug it out from the muddy ground, wiped away the dirt, and examined it closely in front of him.

Feeling the gem’s pulsating frequency, An Shui fell into deep thought.

As time passed, an incredible idea emerged in An Shui’s mind.

He extracted a wisp of Qi-Blood Energy from his almost depleted body and injected it into the gem fragment, trying to vibrate the gem in the same frequency.

Suddenly, a stuttering voice came through:

"Who are... you... why do you have my Dark Race Legion... Reincarnation Node?"

Hearing the voice from the other side, An Shui was overjoyed and hurriedly responded:

"I am the commander of the 228th branch of the Dark Race Legion, I am An Shui."

After hearing his response, the gem suddenly stopped flickering, leaving no echo.

Yet An Shui felt an immense excitement.

He realized one thing, that there were other forces of the Dark Race Legion in this world.

This was evidently one of the factions that fled during the division back then.

As long as he could contact this faction, there was hope for his revenge.

But he wasn’t sure why the transmission was cut off midway and the voice disappeared.

The hope that just arose in his heart turned to fear; he feared that the communication had been interrupted due to the shattered gem and that he would no longer be able to establish a connection.

In anxious waiting, an invisible force descended.

The shattered gem on the ground suddenly rose, automatically assembling in the air, and then the invisible force pulled him into a mental scene.

Here, the air was thick with a putrid miasma, and a thin figure sat at the far end of the mental projection.

It wore an ancient, tattered Battle Armor, surrounded by a dense, ink-like dark aura, with a thin face where the facial bones’ contours were visible.

This figure felt both unfamiliar and familiar to An Shui.

"An Shui, it’s been a long time since we met, and you’ve become so weak."

A hoarse voice emerged from the Dark Race man at the far end, and as he spoke, the figure couldn’t help but cough violently.

"Who are you?" An Shui couldn’t help but ask.

Hearing the reply, An Shui was shocked.

According to the historical imprint carried during the escape, the name An Xing represented the leader of the main branch of the Dark Race Legion and the supreme commander of the entire legion.

In his past life, although he was a branch commander, he always revered An Xing.

"You... how did you end up ?" An Shui asked puzzledly.

An Xing didn’t directly answer this question but shook his head and asked:

"How long have you been in Monster World?"

Facing the question, An Shui replied truthfully:

"I’m not sure, I fell into a slumber shortly after arriving in this world..."

Then, An Shui detailed his situation before descending into Monster World and what he encountered afterwards.

After listening to the story, An Xing couldn’t help but cough violently, as dim eyes brightened with two red glows:

"Foolish, to think of destroying this world, do you know why I dissolved the Dark Race Legion back then?"

Faced with the question, An Shui recalled what was recorded in the history books.

According to the imprinted images and descriptions in the history book, the Dark Race Legion was raiding a world called ’Holy Spring’ at that time.

The Dark Race Legion swept through the living beings of that world with overwhelming might.

But just as victory was in sight, a shadow that blocked out the sky rose from the corner of the world, surging towards the legion like a Black Tide.

Gigantic beetles as big as mountains, poisonous scorpions spewing corrosive mucus, death worms that could devour energy... countless terrifying war machines appeared, a Catastrophe-Level predatory force named Combat Insect Clan.

Just like when the Dark Race Legion invaded this world, the Combat Insect Clan swept them away with unstoppable force.

The war lasted for several years, and the Dark Race Legion chose to actively retreat to relinquish world resources.

But the Combat Insect Clan was unwilling to let the Dark Race Legion go and launched an unending pursuit.

Realizing they couldn’t escape from the Combat Insect Clan’s relentless chase, An Xing, as commander, chose to cut the legion apart and disperse to escape to prevent the complete fall of the Dark Race Legion.

This was undoubtedly the correct choice.

Ultimately, the Insect Race followed one of the fleeing Dark Race branches away.

The once-glorious Dark Race Legion thus disbanded, establishing new civilizations in different worlds.

He led one of the branch legions.

But An Shui didn’t understand why An Xing asked him these questions and then answered:

"An Xing, we were hunted by the Combat Insect Clan, we could only preserve the remaining forces by disbanding some parts of the legion."

"Precisely, this force is now in Monster World, do you think you have the ability to contend with it?"

An Xing’s answer startled An Shui.

Though he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, the image records of the sky-darkening, extremely noisy and terrifying scenes were etched in his memory.

He never expected that the Catastrophe-Level predatory force would actually be in this world.

"This world... might be doomed to destruction by the Combat Insect Clan."

Upon hearing this, An Xing couldn’t help but cough again, then shook his head, saying:

"An Shui, this world is far more complex than you imagine. The Combat Insect Clan is not the strongest force in this world. From what I know, there is a Catastrophe-Level force called Horror Black Tide, with even more terrifying war potential than the Combat Insect Clan, having no weaknesses in the construction of a full unit system, and possessing Rule Power augmentation that allows growth by devouring."