Fucking Hell, It's Good to Be Alive
From the dense black ground, countless black creatures began to emerge, surging and writhing, densely packed. Their sheer number and bizarre shapes completely exceeded the boundaries of ordinary human language.
They surged forth in layers, one after another, without any Order. Tiny, ant-like insect bodies were mixed with swarms of hard-shelled insects the size of fingernails. Long, slender limbs moved among them, and even more strange, enormous individuals, hidden deep within, slowly emerged.
The swarm of insects was endless, as if a boundless, Chaos ocean was buried beneath this black rocky ground. Wave after wave of creatures broke through the pass, Wu Guang could even sense a peculiar meaning in them.
Silence.
What sends chills down your spine most is their silence. Apart from the collective roar of their limbs rubbing together, the demonic Zerg make no other sound. They simply surge forward endlessly, without any emotional fluctuations, obeying the commands of a single will.
The silk threads danced in the air, and the ancient black stone strata trembled slightly, as if a colossal beast from the depths of the earth, which had been sleeping for millennia, was slowly awakening, allowing the billions of creatures hidden within its belly to surge forth like a torrent of diarrhea.
Beneath that Central Continent, countless tiny tunnels, carved out by Rainbow Threads, had appeared at some unknown time. Endless Demon Insects surged upwards, spreading along these tunnels and flowing towards the human world.
However, after the first true army of Demon Insects emerged from the earth, they were not greeted by the delicious human world and unknown silt described in the message—
Fire.
Black fire.
The world before my eyes was devoid of any life; the entire world was struggling in a sea of fire, with black flames flowing, burning everything and devouring all things!
There were no trees, no flowers, no buildings, and no corpses.
Only Black Flames, only Black Flames, only Black Flames!
The Demon Insect crawled out of the tunnel, but before it could even see the world clearly, it was engulfed by flames.
They struggled in the flames for a moment, then turned to ash. The ashes were scattered by the heatwave and merged into the flames, which then devoured even more. A tall figure wielding Zhanmadao emerged from the endless Dark Domain, crushing the Swarm its path, clearing a channel that allowed the Black Flames to flow back down.
Looking around, there were many other figures doing the same thing: clearing out any large Zerg that surged onto the ground, and then pouring Black Flames down on them.
The endless Black Flames devoured the energy that the Demon Insects in the environment needed most, and one figure after another walking on the ground Suppression all the Demon Insect hordes that wanted to come up.
The advance preparations of the unknown forces thwarted the Silk Woman and Wu Guang's plan to submerge the Central Continent.
Wu Guang sighed and headed towards the surface.
Separated by countless paths and unable to unleash their full power, the endless Demon Insects quickly obeyed the command. They stopped mindlessly surging upwards, abandoned the paths continuously Corrosion by the Black Flames, and instead began to widen the original paths. They used the corpses supplied by the Demon Insects to create shield after shield, continuing to advance upwards.
Given their undeniable numbers, the advance of the Demon Insects is unstoppable; all anyone can do is stall for time...
On the edge of the Central Continent, a hand climbed up, grabbing the last remaining rock, and then a naked, mutilated figure climbed up.
"I'm here to participate in the Survival Madness Match! Today is truly a fucking great day!"
After looking around, the figure's gaze Lock-On onto a figure moving through the Fire Domain.
Even though the black Fire Domain had swallowed up all the light, he could still Lock-On the person at a glance, even from tens of kilometers away.
After standing up and staggering a few steps, the crippled man directly crossed space and arrived in the Fire Domain, blocking the other person's path.
"I have a bit of a headache, probably from catching a cold while passing through the Space Storm. Could you get me some cold medicine?"
Opposite him was a member of Woof Woof Squad and a former commentator at the stadium, a man with the cultivation level of the Violet Palace, looking at the person in front of him with a somewhat complicated expression.
The guy asking for cold medicine had no head at all; only a face remained, muttering something. The skull and brain tissue were completely gone.
"Dao Lord Master."
He took out a lingzhi mushroom from his sleeve; it was pure white and shimmered with Spiritual Light —a life-extending treasure he had kept in his Daoist temple for over a hundred years. "This is a life-extending treasure I prepared; please enjoy it, Dao Lord."
Who else could it be but Dao Lord, transported from space?
When making corrections, one must adopt a humble attitude and have the mindset of serving the strong.
If a powerful person slaps you, and you can't even offer the other cheek with a smile, how can you ever become a powerful person in the future?
Lower your thinking!
The man took the Ganoderma lucidum and stuffed it directly into his digestive system from his pale chest cavity. His whole body then turned rosy, the missing structures grew back, and he regained his human appearance.
"Nothing could be fucking better," Dick Lang muttered to himself, feeling a surge of pleasure.
After finishing the battle in the Western Extremity region, they discovered that Demon Insects had swept through, devouring most of the matter and energy, causing them immense suffering.
After eating some Demon Insects, even the Demon Insects avoided him, leaving him with absolutely nothing left. So he crossed the sea.
Unfortunately, some bastard created Space Storm that stretched from the Void Sea, so he had no choice but to swim across.
However, this misfortune turned into a blessing in disguise. They adapted to the spatial abilities of this world and successfully arrived in the Central Continent.
Standing amidst the Fire Domain, the Black Flames relentlessly devoured and scorched Dick Lang's body, but after a few minutes, a thick shell grew on his body, preventing the Black Flames that had scorched mountains and rivers from Corrosion through with their high temperature and energy absorption alone.
[Fire Resistance +1]
[Fire Resistance +2]
[Visual interference resistance +1]
[Respiratory system fire resistance +1]
[Energy Absorption Resistance +1]
[Qi energy loss rate reduced by +1]
[Heat dissipation efficiency +1]
[Skin heat Abjuration +1]
[Thermal sensing range +1]
[Fire Attribute energy affinity +1]
[Wound Purification +1]
[Pain threshold +1]
[Physical Regeneration efficiency +1]
[Bone Strength +1]
[Soul Burn Resistance +1]
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"Look at these damn Zerg!"
Dick Lang's eyes lit up. He picked up a plump, juicy Demon Insect from the ground, tore it apart, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Fuck you, it's fucking good to be alive!"
The muscular brute became even more apprehensive and respectful.
Who but Dao Lord could be so idiotic in his mindset and act with such reckless abandon?
Who is the strongest among you?
After enjoying some leisure time, Dick Lang finally got down to business.
After thinking for a while, the muscle-bound tyrant used his Divine Power to draw a figure in the air. He held Zhanmadao, was covered in dark red blood light, and a Blood City was faintly visible behind him.
He solidified the figure into an image, held it in both hands, and presented it to Dick Lang.
"He!"
Dick Lang nodded in satisfaction and departed across space.
After a long while, Song Shige, who was busy sealing the breaches and diligently rebuilding the city on the Central Continent, was startled to see an unfamiliar figure crossing space and instantly unleashing the Blood City.
The figure had just stepped out of the Spatial Rift when it was suddenly blasted away by the surging Blood City, flying back two miles in an instant.