046: Red and White

At that moment, Patriarch Sharon was establishing contact with the Interstellar Alliance Security Council through Sun Wudi. Though his attention was divided, his powerful psychic senses still detected the anomaly.

Old and frail, he no longer had the strength to fight, so he hurriedly ordered:

"Activate the air defense systems. Convert the Fungus Carpet to desert mode. All citizens, abandon your surface bodies and withdraw your consciousnesses into the mother system..."

"It's too late, Lord Sharon!"

An assistant lay sprawled across the windowsill and shouted:

"They're coming down!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The massive fungal beasts split open, spores forming long, narrow gun barrels that continuously spat lightning, weaving a dense web of firepower through the sky.

Large numbers of rockets were intercepted by anti-aircraft guns and missiles. Only a few fell near the city districts and military camps.

Maxwell military police cautiously surrounded them. They had no idea what kind of people the rockets contained.

"Huang Qu, take a look. These rockets are complete junk."

A mushroom policeman walked over, knocked on one rocket's casing, and laughed.

"Yeah, they look like alarm clocks cobbled together from scrap."

His colleague gave it a kick.

Thud! "Hey, are you insane? What if it explodes?"

"If it were going to explode, it would've detonated in the air. It fell from that height without blowing up, so it clearly doesn't have explosives inside."

"How strange. These rockets don't have warheads... What are these hatches? Did they open in midair?"

The Maxwell citizens on the ground discussed it among themselves. Then, suddenly, someone heard strange sounds—sounds unlike the language of the Maxwell Syndicate.

Strictly speaking, as fungal lifeforms, they had no language at all.

So they all looked up. In the sunset-strewn sky, white parachutes blossomed one after another, while the heavens filled with