The Terrifying Insect Race, War Erupts

Chu Han swiftly deployed the entire seventeenth squad's defensive formation.

The 133 squad members spread out into their respective positions, guarding the key points around the massive cannon on the left. Layer upon layer of defenses were established, tightly protecting every core node of this technological heavy weapon of the Human Race.

Meanwhile, Chu Han stood alone before the muzzle of the towering cannon, his gaze fixed solemnly on the vast, desolate depths of Gale Valley. He kept watch over every movement on the battlefield, grasping every stir of wind and grass across the entire war zone.

At this moment, Gale Valley was in a brief ceasefire between the Human Race and the Insect Race.

The valley floor was densely carpeted with insect corpses, piled layer upon layer and stretching as far as the eye could see. Blood had soaked the earth across the battlefield, and a grim, brutal aura rushed straight at them.

Countless Human Race mechanical cleanup devices shuttled across the battlefield, methodically clearing corpses, tidying the war zone, and repairing the rudimentary defensive lines in preparation for the next great battle.

"According to the patterns of past wars, every large-scale Insect Race invasion is preceded by a brutal probing bloodbath. This brief calm is merely the stillness before the storm."

Chu Han made his judgment calmly, but he did not dare relax his vigilance in the slightest. War was never a game. A moment of carelessness could bring about the catastrophe of an entire army being wiped out.

With a thought, he spread out all his Spiritual Power, draping it over the entire frontline camp like water and fully covering the whole of Gale Valley ahead. Every unusual movement and every trace of aura within the battlefield entered his perception.

Time slowly flowed on.

While quietly cultivating