Exhaustion

Chen Fan gave a helpless smile and was about to speak.

"Drop!!"

A soft electronic sound rang out.

Wen Yuan, who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly lit up a seemingly inconspicuous silver communicator on his wrist, projecting a blinding red alarm beam.

Wen Yuan glanced at the information on the Light Screen, frowned slightly, and whispered to Chen Fan.

"Junior Fellow Apprentice, 412th High-Risk Battle Line. Their sixth-rank Commander has been killed in action, and their lines are about to collapse."

The smile on Chen Fan's face slowly faded.

He turned his head and looked at Lei Kun's face, which was filled with excitement and anticipation. The light shining in that One-Eye was brighter than he had ever seen before.

Chen Fan sighed inwardly, raised his hand and gently pushed Lei Kun's arm away. His voice was soft, but unusually firm.

"Team Leader Lei, I'm sorry."

"There are many more brothers waiting for us."

"Next time, next time I'll definitely drink with you until we're completely satisfied."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Fan and Wen Yuan's figures began to blur.

Lei Kun's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

The next second, two golden streaks of Stream of Light shot into the sky, piercing through heaven and earth, and disappeared into the horizon without the slightest hesitation.

In my ears, the surviving soldiers continued their deafening cheers.

But in Lei Kun's One-Eye, all that remained were those two beams of light that rapidly receded until they disappeared completely, and an indescribable sense of loss.

He suddenly understood.

The soldier who once followed behind him is now a soaring eagle in the heavens, protecting the entire Human Race.

Cold and deathly silent.

This is an eternal theme in the depths of the universe.

Beside a Nascent World, shrouded in primordial chaos and teeming with life, two supreme figures stand in silent confrontation.

On one side was Human Race Martial God aura was as unfathomable as Abyss.

He simply stood there quietly, and the dazzling Milky Way behind him seemed to have found its absolute master; the brilliance of billions of Stars dimmed, just to highlight his presence.

On the other side was a terrifying behemoth, its size comparable to Stars.

It is constructed from countless Vengeful Souls and pitch-black shells, with countless scarlet compound eyes opening and closing in the Void, exuding a greed and madness that makes one's soul tremble.

The Void Insect Race Emperor.

This world... is the perfect cradle for me to raise my offspring, and it rightfully belongs to me.

A vast and chilling mental wave swept across the entire Star Domain.

The Human Race Martial God didn't even lift his eyelids; his voice was calm, yet it contained an undeniable, iron-willed determination.

"This world is where Human Race's hopes rest; you cannot cross it."

Behind him stood a defensive line built with the blood and bones of countless Human Race Ancestors, protecting this last sanctuary.

[Then... let's fight!]

The negotiations broke down in an instant.

The Insect Emperor launched the first attack, with billions of dark energy tentacles tearing through the vacuum, like a vast net covering the universe, heading straight for that nascent world.

The Human Race Martial God finally made a move.

He merely snorted coldly and casually threw a punch forward.

A dazzling river of fist intent, spanning the entire galaxy, suddenly took shape.

Wherever the fist's intent passed, the Spatial Law shattered completely. The billions of ghostly tentacles, along with the countless Stars behind them, were all completely evaporated in an instant, leaving no trace.

The war between the two supreme beings standing at the pinnacle of the universe has officially begun.

Each collision between them caused the surrounding Star System to dim and turn into dust.

Inside the spatial passage, golden light shone like shuttles.

Chen Fan and Wen Yuan were traveling at an unimaginable speed.

"The situation on the 398th Battle Line is very bad."

Wen Yuan's expression was more solemn than ever before, and he explained the situation in a very fast pace.

"Their sixth-rank Commander has been killed in battle, and a massive breach, stretching for hundreds of miles, has been torn open in their defensive line by the high-level Insect Race. Tens of thousands of soldiers are in imminent danger."

The moment the words left their mouths, the two of them had already rushed out of the passage.

The scene before me was a true hell on earth.

A steel fortress built on a shattered planet is now just ruins.

A mantis-shaped insect general, whose strength reached the Seventh Grade and whose entire body was covered with chilling bone blades, was wreaking havoc in the remaining defensive lines.

Its speed was extremely fast; with each swing of its arm blade, it brought forth a shower of blood, easily tearing the bodies of several, even dozens, of Human Race warriors to shreds.

In the eyes of the surviving soldiers, only numb despair remained.

"I'll take care of it."

Chen Fan's voice was icy.

"No," Wen Yuan pressed his shoulder and shook his head, "Save them first."

Wen Yuan made the first move.

He did not attack directly, but instead formed a complex and mysterious hand seal in front of his chest.

The next moment, boundless life energy burst forth from his body, transforming into a verdant rain that covered the entire battlefield and fell upon the world.

All the surviving Human Race warriors, no matter how severe their injuries, even those with severed limbs, healed at a visible speed under the nourishment of this sweet rain.

Their depleted inner True Qi was quickly replenished, like rain after a long drought.

That fighting spirit, which had long been extinguished, was instantly rekindled at this moment!

"They're reinforcements! They're the academy's strongest warriors!"

"We... can still fight!"

The soldiers erupted in a roar of relief, as if they had survived a calamity.

At that moment, Chen Fan's figure appeared in front of the Seventh Grade insect general as if by teleportation.

"Die!"

Sensing the threat, the mantis slashed down with its two bone blades, each a hundred feet long, at a speed that tore through space and created a deafening sonic boom.

However, faced with this fatal blow that could instantly kill someone of the same level, Chen Fan didn't even move his feet an inch.

He simply raised his right hand calmly, his index and middle fingers together, and threw a punch across the vast Void at the rapidly approaching bone blade.

"Buzz!"

A golden beam of light, as thin as a hair, arrived first despite being launched later.

Ignoring the distance of space and time, it instantly pierced the mantis's incredibly hard head under everyone's watchful eyes.

The arrogant insect general abruptly stopped all its violent movements.

Its crimson compound eyes still held utter astonishment and bewilderment before its massive, mountain-like body crashed to the ground, its life force extinguished.

One strike, instant kill!

A brief silence fell over the battlefield.

The surviving soldiers gaped, before they could even cheer.

Chen Fan turned around, looked at Wen Yuan beside him, and spoke calmly.

"Let's go, Senior Fellow Apprentice, next."

No further explanation is needed.

The next moment, the two figures transformed into golden Stream of Light, tearing through space without the slightest pause, and leaping to the next point of distress.

The next few hours turned into a highly efficient rescue drill.

The two players' teamwork has reached a state of perfection.

Battle, victory, retreat.

Going in circles and repeating.

However... as time goes by, even gods get tired.