Chapter 579: Chapter 579

Lu Zixun, standing on the Insect Slaying Zone C City Wall, gazed at the Insect Breeding Ground now within sight, inexplicably thinking that it was still not too late to run away.

The reason was simple: wherever his eyes laid, the place was swarming with the shadowy figures of the Insect Clan.

Although they were all low-level members of the Insect Clan, Lu Zixun could eradicate a pile of them with just a casual magic.

The sheer number, however, was quite intimidating.

After observing for about ten minutes or so, Lu Zixun narrowed his eyes.

He was sure that this time, the command of the Insect Clan was not something simple.

Among the Insect Clan with noble bloodlines, Lu Zixun could say that he hadn’t seen even one.

And the ground of the Insect Breeding Ground was higher than that of the Crimson Land.

In other words, could it be that more members of the Insect Clan were buried underground, ready for an ambush or a direct undercut?

"Do you see something?"

Tugging at the corner of his mouth, Lu Zixun spoke, "After all you’ve said, you’re not just trying to tell me that bombers, tanks, and such can only deal with the cannon fodder of the Insect Clan, right?"

"When we first encountered these members of the Insect Clan in human society, because of the great cost of using these machines, that was why Spiritual Ability Users came to be."

Pausing for a moment, Qing Yuanyang’s lips slightly turned up, "But in the Crimson Land, it’s different. Of course, Spiritual Ability Users are still the main force, but dealing with this cannon fodder doesn’t require so much consideration."

With that reminder from Qing Yuanyang, Lu Zixun then remembered such war machines.

But could these things from human society really harm the Insect Clan?

"Yes, it’s technology."

Nodding slightly in agreement with Lu Zixun’s statement, Qing Yuanyang looked down at the densely packed Insect Clan, his eyes revealing a scornful glance, "And there’s something called bombers."

Especially after entering Ribel City and living there for a while, Lu Zixun was increasingly moved by this sentiment.

Without hesitation, Lu Zixun voiced these two words.

Increasingly powerful technology, while improving human living standards, also made the world more "convenient."

Qing Yuanyang, in his fluttering clothes, suddenly turned to look back at Lu Zixun.

"Zixun, what do you think is the strongest thing about humanity?"

Qing Yuanyang stood with his hands behind his back on top of the city wall, emanating an aura of soaring spirits.

Although Lu Zixun didn’t know where Qing Yuanyang’s confidence came from, he thought, let him pretend if he wants to.

Shaking his head, Lu Zixun spread his hands, "In this situation, it can only be seen that this is a tough battle."

"The first wave of assault is often the hardest to deal with. These Insect Clan members are just cannon fodder meant to exhaust Spiritual Energy. The real forces have yet to reveal themselves."

As Lu Zixun pondered over the intentions of the Insect Clan’s command, Qing Yuanyang came to his side.

He laughed awkwardly, and the image Qing Yuanyang had carefully crafted of being ethereal and otherworldly was instantly shattered.

"It’s not bad already, okay?"

Looking back at the dense swarm of the Insect Clan, Qing Yuanyang slightly raised his head, "If we were to rely on Spiritual Ability Users to solve these members of the Insect Clan, how much Spiritual Energy would that take?"

Lu Zixun grudgingly accepted Qing Yuanyang’s argument and then continued to ask, "So how are you going to get the bombers in there? The Flying Dragons of the Insect Clan aren’t here just for show."

"That’s easy to handle, a Spiritual Tool capable of releasing a Spiritual Barrier; just bring one along."

After a pause, Qing Yuanyang pursed his lips, "As long as you can fly out, carpet bombing can begin."

"Oh, so it’s using lives to exchange for cannon fodder?"

Lu Zixun retorted with a question and shook his head, "How many times can you use this method, and how many people can you find to pilot the bombers? Instead of doing it this way, it would be better to let tanks slowly follow behind Spiritual Ability Users, providing continuous fire support."

Hearing what Lu Zixun had said, Qing Yuanyang fell silent for a while, before speaking, "I have also thought of this method. The number of cannon fodder we currently see, according to detection, is already around three million, and the number is still increasing."

A big question mark appeared over Lu Zixun’s head; looking toward the Insect Breeding Ground, these members of the Insect Clan didn’t seem like they numbered three million at all.

"Lord Xun, what Qing Yuanyang said is true, it’s now four million."

Ling’s voice came over the earpiece, informing Lu Zixun that Qing Yuanyang’s equipment was not in error.

"If the Spiritual Ability Users stop the Insect Clan on the surface, then the Insect Clan underground will march straight in and directly breach the first barrier wall."

He sighed, "I came from there, too; I don’t want them to use lives to exchange for cannon fodder either, but the cannon fodder of the Insect Clan is too much; the situation has already been fundamentally altered by their numbers."

"This is already an unfair war, isn’t it? Why didn’t you establish some Order, like a rule that the Insect Clan is not allowed to enter the Crimson Land or something?"

Understanding the situation, Lu Zixun changed the question.

After saying this, Qing Yuanyang returned to the command center.

Lu Zixun, left on the city wall, thought for a while before understanding and couldn’t help letting out a sigh.

Indeed, it was fair—the Insect Breeding Ground was trying to use lives to conquer the Crimson Land.

And humans too were using lives to defend the Crimson Land; wasn’t that fair?

Time was passing by, minute by minute, and between the Insect Breeding Ground and the Crimson Land, only a small distance remained before they would be connected, the light and shadow that kept the two worlds apart growing ever weaker.

"Lord Xun, at most twenty minutes remain before the Insect Breeding Ground will successfully connect to the Crimson Land."

Ling’s voice sounded in his ear, and Lu Zixun’s eyes narrowed, "As invaders, doesn’t the world of the Crimson Land have any extra protection?"

"It’s already starting to fade."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Lu Zixun looked up at the fleeting light and shadow. Seventy-two hours... was that the time the Crimson Land had managed to secure?

"At a time , aren’t you going to make an Fg or something? Say, for instance, once this war ends, I’ll go back and get married."

A cheap voice sounded from behind Lu Zixun.

Without turning his head, Lu Zixun knew it was Xiong Kang who had come.

"It looks like the devil-style training has ended."

Perceiving the J-level Spiritual Energy in Xiong Kang, Lu Zixun smiled in reassurance, "As for an Fg, you might as well make one yourself."

"Don’t mention devil-style training to me; it’s too scary."

Shivering, Xiong Kang tossed a coin towards Lu Zixun’s direction, "The old master asked me to bring this to you. Though it’s just a coin in my eyes, it might be useful to you. I’m heading over there first. After the Insect Clan retreats, we’ll chat, yeah."

Catching the coin in his hand, Lu Zixun calmly watched as Xiong Kang flew towards Zone C.

But his heart was already surging because this coin was named... the "Gift of Destiny."