Everyone's fighting spirit soared. Under Fan Lang's leadership, they launched a fierce assault on the two horn-shaped mechanisms, fighting the insect race to the death.
The insect race retreated steadily, utterly unable to withstand the human race's offensive. The two human teams, one after the other, reached the vicinity of the two horn-shaped mechanisms.
It sounded easy enough, but in truth, Fan Lang's group had paid a considerable price. Many had died. Even Berserk Beast General had nearly been killed, only preserving his life at the cost of an arm.
Fan Lang's true body and primordial spirit incarnation both sprang into action, each refining one of the horn-shaped mechanisms.
Refining even one of them was extremely difficult. Refining two at once multiplied the difficulty. Moreover, there were many restrictions on refining these things. They could only be refined by the same person; even one additional person would not do. Others could not help at all.
Under normal circumstances, even an expert would need an hour or two to finish refining them. With the battle raging so fiercely, Fan Lang had no such time to spare.
Fortunately, he had another method to shorten the process.
Sparkfire Poison Plague!
Fan Lang activated this nemesis of the insect race and injected it into the two horn-shaped mechanisms. These things were essentially similar to living organisms, with internal structures like those of the insect race, so they were restrained by Sparkfire Poison Plague.
Under the influence of Sparkfire Poison Plague, the mechanisms' layers of defenses crumbled away. This made refining them much easier.
Naturally, the system's cheating abilities could also come into play. No matter what Fan Lang refined, he was more than ten or twenty times faster than normal.
Fan Lang's true body and primordial spirit each pressed a hand against a horn-shaped