Forbidden-Class Weapons
As Shisui manipulated the mist, he harvested the inhabitants of the Beastfolk settlement as if wielding a sickle to cut wheat.
Right at this moment.
He actually sensed a not-too-strong aura moving rapidly through the fog.
He focused his attention, directing his gaze in one direction.
Logically speaking, the owner of this aura should have been torn apart the moment the mist appeared.
The Earth Realm might have some value in other places, but in Shisui's eyes, it was simply impossible for him to run rampant among the Feather Powder.
However, the reality was quite the opposite, which surprised Shisui.
Curiosity piqued, their Shisui attention instantly focused on the area where the target was located.
He then realized that the other party was deliberately suppressing their cultivation, adjusting the aura they emitted to a low-level Earth Realm, intending to deceive others.
But how could Earth Realm possibly cross this blood-stained fog?
His exposure was inevitable.
Shisui identified his destination.
Thick fog spread, and in the distance stood the command post of the Spirit Resonance Rainforest Beastfolk.
So that's how it is. The Beastfolk are high-ranking, and at a very high level.
Shisui did not kill him.
Going to the military headquarters would be good; it would be best to bring in some reinforcements, the more the better.
With a thought, he sent several Radiant Feathers flying toward the target, where they then hovered.
At this moment, the old chairman was unaware that there were several [items] nearby.
The missile-like Composite Radiant Feathers swirled around.
He pushed open the door and entered the military headquarters.
The military headquarters was in significantly better condition than the Management Committee building.
Not only because the buildings here are better protected, but also because the surrounding area is made of more robust Psychic Energy metal.
More importantly, the average level of skill and mental fortitude of the soldiers in the military headquarters is far superior to that of other parts of the territory.
Presumably, they can produce even more Flesh Crystals.
The fog enveloped the general's headquarters, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
At the same time, the former guild leader met with the current commander-in-chief of the Spirit Resonance Rainforest Beastfolk army.
The two skipped pleasantries and got straight to the point.
"Activate all weapons immediately!"
The old chairman spoke solemnly, but his words made the commander-in-chief frown.
"Your Excellency, isn't this a bit too radical? Our staff believes that conventional weapons are sufficient..."
"Looks like I should have replaced the entire General Staff earlier!"
The old chairman interrupted him, his eyes revealing undisguised anger.
"They can shroud an entire settlement in fog without anyone noticing, and even harvest Earth Realm in large quantities."
"Can conventional weapons be used?"
He took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions, before continuing.
"I've stated it clearly: use Forbidden-Class Weapons!"
The commander-in-chief's expression suddenly turned grim.
"You should know better than me that once that thing is activated, this territory will be unusable for a while."
"Furthermore, most civilians will die from Forbidden-Class Weapons, which would be a devastating blow to us."
Are you sure you want to use it?
He was practically implying to the former chairman that he was retracting his decision.
But the old chairman's resolve remained unwavering. "It's settled. I will communicate with the Insect Race."
Territory and civilians are certainly important, but now it's no longer a question of whether they want to use them or not.
The old chairman frowned as he thought of the area shrouded in thick fog that he had passed through on his way here.
Although he was old, he still retained the keen perception of Heaven Realm Awakened.
The moment he came into contact with the mist, a strong premonition instinctively welled up in his heart.
If this dense fog is not broken soon, all life in this area will perish.
Furthermore, the Psychic Energy in this area will temporarily dry up, making it uninhabitable.
On one side were the lives of the majority, and on the other was the horrific scene of total annihilation.
The choice is crystal clear.
No, rather than a choice, under these circumstances, they had no choice but to deploy Forbidden-Class Weapons.
"Understood, I will submit an emergency request to the main branch's higher-ups immediately."
The commander-in-chief's voice came through, revealing a hint of helplessness and compromise.
It's called an emergency request, but it's really just a disguised form of acting first and asking for permission later.
After all, everyone knows that by the time the approval comes through, it will be too late.
This application is primarily a plea for help.
The commander-in-chief also knew that deploying Forbidden-Class Weapons might be the only way out at present.
However, despite making this decision, he still felt uneasy.
There are reasons why a taboo is called a taboo.
These weapons are bound to violate natural law and are extremely dangerous, which is why their use is explicitly prohibited.
Examples include the High-Yield Chain Bombs of the Human Race and the biological weapons of the Demon Race.
If the unrestrained use of power by the Heaven-Controlling Realm is a taboo for the Planetary Will, then Forbidden-Class Weapons are high-risk weapons that are prohibited from use by all races.
Their very existence is a threat, and if they were released, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Shisui sensed the unusual activity within the Beastfolk military headquarters.
Because the flow of Psychic Energy in the air has changed.
The Predator was activated the moment Shisui arrived here.
The Psychic Energy here was being absorbed frantically by his body, surging in like a burst dam.
Now, some of the Psychic Energy has been forcibly taken away and diverted to the underground headquarters of the Beastfolk army.
At the same time, the fog seeped into the ground.
The Insect Race underground also began to stir.
The number of Insect Mother and the Insect Hive hasn't fluctuated much; on the contrary, the number of Insect Race soldiers is skyrocketing.
The strangulation speed of the Feather Powder can no longer keep up with the Insect Race's reproduction speed.
Shisui sighed with a hint of regret.
How wonderful it would be if these insects were herbivores, or species that absorbed Psychic Energy from the air.
At the very least, an omnivorous diet will do.
That way, he'll still have the energy to take care of himself.
"Sigh, why are they called carnivores?"
Just as Shisui was lamenting, a sudden change occurred!
"Boom--!"
A beam of light pierced through the soil and shot out from underground.
The attack was close to the speed of light, Shisui had no way to avoid it, so he was hit in the body instantly.
Then, a pain originating from the soul spread, and frantic ramblings rampaged through the mind.
Shisui had no time to pay attention to the thick fog made of Feather Powder; at this moment, he was consumed by pain and madness.
The beam of light created a huge hole in the ground with a diameter of 500 meters.
Countless insects swarmed out.
Strangely, blood-red eyeballs occasionally flickered across the bodies of these insects.
Each time the eyeball appears, the Zerg Insect Race carrying the eyeball lets out a mournful roar.
These eyeballs grow extremely fast.
Almost every minute, Insect Race's body would be covered by a large number of eyeballs, and then it would explode and die.
The exploding blood mist poured onto the nearby Insect Race, causing their eyeballs to grow even faster.
For a time, the speed at which eyeballs spread was comparable to the reproduction rate of the Insect Race.
Hordes of terrifying Insect Race swarmed into the settlement, feeding on the barely surviving Beastfolk civilians and growing wildly.
Within the eyeball, Psychic Energy is rapidly gathering.
They peered through the thick fog at the Shisui above, beginning to plot their next attack.