The once-clear sky had become shrouded in dark clouds at some point. No rumbling thunder came from between them, only a silence thick with murderous intent.
The planned three-way Zerg assault on the Kara Bug Nest never came. The Kara Bug Nest was no longer a group, but a massive whole.
Kara's enormous body stood over 300 meters tall. Its lower half consisted of a ring of thick, armored legs supporting its body from every direction. Of its eight huge arms, the uppermost two were massive limbs with suction cups in the centers of their palms. The six lower arms were biological cannons capable of firing in every direction.
That was not all. Kara's back was covered in honeycomb-like holes, from which half-meter-long, forearm-thick tracking living missiles could be launched.
The six biological cannons represented by its six huge arms were unquestionably terrifying. The living missiles fired from its back were responsible for clearing the field and dealing with large numbers of enemies.
Furthermore, over 98.7% of Kara's three-hundred-meter body was covered in thick biological armor. This was no longer a living creature—it was practically a living war fortress.
The biological cannons and living missiles were already difficult enough to deal with. The enormous vertical eye on Kara's head was clearly a weapon as well.
Long ago, Brutal had adopted the appearance of a fanatic who only cared about defending its home. Now it seemed that it had not been a homebound fanatic at all. It had simply changed its development path, first cultivating all kinds of Zerg structures and evolving them to a certain level, then fusing its main body, Bug Nest, every Zerg structure, and every combat Zerg into one. In the end, everything had been gathered into Kara.
Whether Kara's choice had been right or wrong was