Surviving Between the Cracks: The Beastfolk

The Human Race Council was already in the spotlight because of its bombing of Chou City.

Therefore, the news of the attack and destruction of the Zi City reached the ears of almost all forces within half an hour.

This power, which had ruled the Human Race for at least two hundred years, was finally wiped out shortly after Suo Qiaoyun's death.

However, the other factions that learned of the news did not feel gloating.

They immediately became nervous.

After all, the Human Race Council wasn't overthrown by internal rebellions.

Instead, it was destroyed along with the entire city by the newly emerged Heaven-Controlling Realm.

It's impossible for anyone who hears this news to remain calm.

Among these uneasy people, the most anxious were Jiqu and Insect Mother.

Jiqu's anxiety stems from the fact that his strength has not yet recovered.

Shisui devoured his original body.

His current body, composed of Undying Cells, prevents his soul from fully expanding.

How could they possibly unleash their full power?

Moreover, even if he returned to his prime, he might not be able to defeat Ghoul's body, which was purely designed for hunting.

The division rate and long lifespan of Undying Cells are no match for Rc Cells.

The Insect Mother shares the same anxiety as the Jiqu.

She had a premonition that the destruction of Zi City would be the beginning of Shisui's complete plunder of the Human Race.

Once all the Human Race cities have fallen and turned to ruins, she will be the next prey.

This anxiety manifested in their behavior as yet another directive urging the Beastfolk to complete their assembly as soon as possible.

"What? We'll all be assembled tonight?"

Old Barton stared wide-eyed at the clansman who had come to deliver the message, his face filled with disbelief.

His originally hunched body straightened up slightly in surprise.

The Beastfolk have a large population, so it is no easy task to gather them in such a short time.

Furthermore, to avoid being detected by the enemy, they did not use any Psychic Energy- powered equipment.

This undoubtedly greatly increases the difficulty of information transmission.

Under such circumstances, relying solely on word of mouth and posters to convey the message, and expecting the entire assembly to be completed by tonight, is indeed a bit too demanding.

Upon seeing Old Barton's reaction, the young Beastfolk who was reading the decree quickly explained.

"I heard that the Human Race capital was destroyed, which is why the Queen of Insect Mother is assembling earlier to ensure our safety."

Old Barton was suddenly jolted.

This was a reason he never expected.

The Human Race capital was destroyed so quickly?

However, when he thought about how his family's main settlement had also been wiped out without warning.

The shock in my heart was instantly replaced by bitterness.

Old Barton waved his hand and said in a somewhat heavy tone.

"Then let's not waste any more time, quickly pass on this message."

Seeing that he had made a decision, the young Beastfolk immediately took his leave and went to arrange for someone to deliver the message.

However, an ominous premonition lingered in Old Barton's mind, making him somewhat anxious.

But he couldn't explain why.

"Never mind."

If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it.

Old Barton focused his attention on the documents on the table, continuing to review the troubles and suggestions of his people.

When Old Barton put down his pen, night fell silently.

He leaned on his cane and stood up unsteadily.

Once outside, he slowly walked towards the square.

More and more Beastfolk on the road, and they all nodded in greeting and said hello to Old Barton.

Old Barton lived not too far from the square, and a moment later he arrived at the square, which was already crowded with Beastfolk.

When the Beastfolk saw him arrive, they made way for Old Barton to reach the central platform.

Under the silent gaze of the Beastfolk, the elderly Beastfolk stood on the only raised spot in the square.

An aged voice then followed, carrying an indescribable air of authority and composure.

"Everyone, thank you so much for trusting my decision."

He knew that if people could live peacefully in one place, they would not want to move.

However, out of their recognition and trust in him, these Beastfolk still gathered together.

He had no choice but to lead his Beastfolk on a desperate flight, barely clinging to life.

This intense bitterness and resentment made Old Barton look up and address the area above the square.

"Your Insect Mother, we have assembled and are ready to depart at any time."

The ceiling above the square trembled slightly, the soil parted automatically, and a huge passageway appeared.

Meanwhile, the walkways surrounding the square had been sealed off with mud at some point.

The massive Insect Mother extended a segment of her body, giving a cursory glance at the size of the horde.

As if quite satisfied, the enormous insect body nodded.

The next moment, to Old Barton's astonishment, the insect's body crashed to the ground.

"Bang--!"

With a deafening roar, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, screams and roars rang out one after another.

Old Barton stared at this scene in disbelief, his emotions instantly collapsing.

He desperately wanted to question the Insect Mother about why.

But then she thought, the Insect Mother had already saved them once, and had no obligation to continue raising them.

Having figured this out, and considering the earlier news of the destruction of the Human Race, Old Barton understood why the Insect Mother had done what she did.

So he stood on the now-collapsed platform and shouted loudly.

"Your Insect Mother, please spare some of your Beastfolk bloodline. I am willing to exchange even more flesh and blood for it."

Old Barton's words caught the Insect Mother's attention.

The Insect Mother desperately needed flesh and blood to reproduce, and upon hearing Old Barton's suggestion, she temporarily halted the massacre.

"Oh? Tell me about it?"

She was also curious: where was Old Barton going to find more flesh and blood?

"Your Excellency Insect Mother."

The elderly Beastfolk's voice trembled, "Our Beastfolk has always been sending spies into the Demon Race."

"Although after all the things that have happened in the past six months, not much has survived."

"But among the surviving spies, there happened to be an individual within the Demon Race army."

His meaning was quite clear.

Old Barton wanted to exchange the lives of the Demon Race for the lives of some of the Beastfolk's descendants.

Without hesitation, the Insect Mother quickly agreed.

They could get another batch of Demon Race flesh and blood for free just by talking, so they agreed.

In the Central Moonfall Continent, within the Ten-Thousand-Blade Mountain Range.

Bai Ye walked through the vast expanse of white snow in the mountains.

She has white hair and white wings.

Her Doves-kind bloodline made her entirely white, except for her blood-red pupils.

Therefore, it can blend perfectly into the high-altitude, snowy landscape of the Ten-Thousand-Blade Mountain Range.

Suddenly, the Insect Hive that had been hidden inside her clothes for more than half a year without any movement stirred.

Bai Ye's eyes momentarily darkened, then quickly returned to normal.

A moment later, she hid in a cave and took out the slightly warm, blood-red Insect Hive.

The signal was connected, and sounds came from the Insect Hive.

"Bai Ye, how have you been lately?"