He witnessed firsthand a "Thunder Lizard" assessed as a "Level A threat," capable of easily destroying a small military base.
The energy gathering was interrupted by a concentrated attack from dozens of "insects" that could manipulate metal fragments from a distance. Then, it was swarmed by hundreds of "insects" whose strength had increased dramatically and dismantled into parts by brute force.
On the other hand, the "Phantom Jellyfish," which is skilled in mental attacks and can induce hallucinations, was targeted by several "insects" that seemed to be resistant to mental attacks or could release disruptive waves. It was then smashed into a pulp by a group of "insects" using primitive stones and steel bars!
"This... how is this possible?"
Lawrence's voice trembled with disbelief:
Previous life scans and energy probes showed that the average bioenergy level of the planet's inhabitants was no more than 5, indicating that they were weak individuals with a low level of Civilization.
Even if there are a very small number of mutated individuals, it is impossible to reach this level.
Seven billion in total, almost all of them underwent 'evolution'?
This does not conform to any known laws of evolution.
What exactly happened?
His unease grew stronger.
The situation is completely out of control.
He dared not delay any longer, immediately turned around, and rushed towards the Command Throne where Commander Krus was located with somewhat flustered steps.
"Commander, emergency!"
Lawrence didn't even have time to bow before calling out urgently.
Krus leaned lazily against his throne, two of his four arms fiddling with a Crystal that emitted a faint glow, seemingly having long since lost interest in the war on Earth.
Lawrence's sudden intrusion and loss of composure caused him to frown in displeasure.
"Lawrence, as the second-in-command of the 'Predators,' how can you be so flustered?"
Krus's voice was cold:
"Don't tell me you can't handle a tiny, semi-primitive planet that's not even a Type I Civilization, even with three million 'Sweeper' (Clone Starry Sky Beast)?"
Or is it the dying struggle of those 'insects' that makes you uneasy?
"Commander, the situation has changed, a major incident has occurred!"
Lawrence took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
But he still spoke very quickly:
"The native inhabitants of the target planet underwent an unknown, large-scale, explosive group evolution."
In the very short time after we deployed the 'Sweeper', the individual energy levels and combat capabilities of almost all native creatures around the world experienced a geometric surge.
The individuals observed so far have generally seen their energy levels jump from less than 5 to hundreds to thousands, with some even exceeding tens of thousands, and have awakened various types of energy manipulation and body enhancement abilities.
Our deployed 'Sweeper' units are being besieged and annihilated by their overwhelming numbers.
It is estimated that all the 'Sweeper' will be cleaned up in a maximum of one-thirtieth of standard time (approximately eighteen minutes of Earth time).
Moreover, the natives seemed extremely excited by their newfound power, their fighting spirit soaring, that they even began vying for hunting prey!
"What?"
Krus's hand, which was toying with the Crystal, suddenly stopped, and a genuine look of surprise flashed in his compound eyes.
He sat up straight and pulled up the real-time battle footage that Lawrence had shared with him.
When he saw the seven billion "insects" on the screen, they seemed to be on super stimulants, glowing all over, and using all sorts of crude or ingenious methods to frantically attack the powerful Clone Starry Sky Beast in his eyes.
The contempt and boredom on Krus's face finally disappeared.
Instead, there was a mixture of surprise, curiosity, and a hint of annoyance at being offended.
"Instantaneous evolution of the masses?"
Energy levels have generally surged?
"And he even awakened superpowers?"
Krus repeated in a low voice, his compound eyes gleaming:
"Interesting... This planet certainly hides secrets."
The massive internal energy fluctuations detected earlier might not be as simple as just energy ore... This explosive 'evolution' involving the entire race is more like... some kind of seal being broken?"
As a commander of an advanced Civilization, his knowledge far surpassed Lawrence's, and he instantly considered a variety of possibilities.
But whatever the reason, the reality is...
This "insect planet," which he considered easily crushable, suddenly transformed into a swarm of "wasp" with sharp stingers that could even sting!
While a single wasp still cannot pose a fatal threat to Predators's fleet, a swarm of seven billion wasps would be a headache, especially since they seem to be still "evolving" and adapting.
"It seems I underestimated these 'insects'."
Krus slowly stood up, his four arms outstretched, and an even colder, more cruel aura spread out:
However, even if an ant grows wings, it is still an ant.
Do they think that just because they have some strength, can spew fire and condense ice, they can fight off the starship?
Innocent!"
A cruel yet mocking expression appeared on his face, as if he had spotted an interesting toy.
Since the 'Sweeper' aren't enough, there's no need to waste any more time.
Relay my order--"
Krus's voice became cold and clear, echoing across the flagship's bridge:
"All warships, immediately lock onto all large biological clusters, energy anomalies, and... those 'evolved individuals' that are jumping around the most excitedly on the planet below!"
"Cancel the inefficient 'Sweeper' deployment model."
Activate... 'Purification Protocol'!
"Main gun charging, secondary gun array locked."
Give me an indiscriminate, all-encompassing orbital strike.
I need to thoroughly clean the ground.
Let's see if these newly empowered 'insects' can withstand the onslaught of the Planetary Destruction Cannon!
"Yes, Commander."
Lawrence perked up and immediately accepted the order.
Although the mutation of Earth's native inhabitants was unexpected, it was all in vain in the face of overwhelming firepower.
He could almost see the blue planet below reduced to scorched earth under the fury of the "Predators" fleet.
At Krus's command, the alien warships hovering above various parts of the Earth, like the Sword of Damocles, all turned their menacing cannons around.
A deep blue light gathered deep within the cannon's muzzle, growing brighter and brighter, radiating a chilling energy fluctuation.
Originally intended only for deterrence and the deployment of monsters, the warships are now finally about to unleash their true fangs as interstellar destruction weapons on this "disobedient" planet!
Humans, after evolving, have developed exceptionally keen senses, far surpassing those of the past.
Almost the instant the cannon began charging, alarm bells rang in the hearts of countless people.
An unprecedented and immense sense of fear, stemming from a primal instinct for survival, coiled around everyone's heart in an instant, like a cold, venomous snake!
They looked up at the sky.
Although the eerie blue light gathering at the muzzle may not be directly visible to the naked eye, the tangible aura of destruction that enveloped the heavens and earth, and the chilling, hair-raising threat of death, were so clear and so real!
"What did that feel like...? It was terrifying!"
"The sky... the sky is shaking. It's those warships; they're about to fire."
"We can't stop them, we absolutely can't stop them."
The excitement and courage that had just arisen from awakening their power and defeating the monster vanished instantly in the face of this world-destroying pressure, like ice and snow under the sun.
Instead, there was a deeper, almost suffocating despair.
They can punch a car away, control fire and ice, fly briefly, and even work together to kill powerful monsters.
But the power gathering in the sky at this moment was completely beyond their comprehension.
That is an interstellar-level firepower capable of evaporating continents, boiling oceans, and completely erasing all traces of life and Civilization on the surface.
It is the ultimate embodiment of technology and destruction!
No matter how strong an individual is, what can they do against a global saturation of orbital strikes?
"Could it be... that humanity, having just glimpsed a glimmer of hope, is about to perish?"
"No—we've only just gained power!"
"Mom... I'm scared..."
Desperate cries, furious roars, and terrified sobs echoed once again around the world.
The newly ignited flame of hope, before it could spread like wildfire, was completely extinguished by an even darker despair.
Even Qin Meng, who stood in mid-air and annihilated the monster with a single blow.
Her face was also deathly pale as she looked up at the sky, her delicate body trembling slightly.
She could clearly sense the terrifying energy contained in the impending beams of death; each beam was hundreds or thousands of times more powerful than her full-force attack.
Moreover, it was a comprehensive and intensive attack.
She might be able to dodge one or two attacks, but she absolutely could not stop this world-destroying attack, much less protect her countless compatriots below.
Humanity seems to have reached its true end.
Seven billion newly awakened superhumans are still like lambs to the slaughter in the face of a real interstellar fleet main cannon.
In this final moment of global despair and impending doom—
"Snort!"
A cold, authoritative, and disdainful snort, like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, resounded without warning, yet clearly echoed deep within the souls of every living being on Earth.
The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly drowned out all the noise, cries, and the hum of warships charging around the world, carrying a supreme majesty that penetrated everything and transcended all things!
Then, under the gaze of countless eyes—some filled with despair, some with confusion, and some raised unconsciously in their final moments—
The eastern horizon, which had been dominated by the shadows of alien warships and spatial rifts, was suddenly torn apart by a dazzling Golden Light!
Nine majestic dragons, their scales clearly defined and their Divine Dragon ablaze with golden flames, pulled an ancient, heavy, Gilt Carriage with carvings of the Sun, Moon, and Stars, stars, Mountains, Rivers, and Rivers and Mountains. They broke through the clouds and soared into the sky.
The chariot swept across the sky at a speed that appeared slow but actually covered thousands of miles in an instant!
Nine Dragons Pulling the Carriage!
On the imperial carriage, a figure dressed in Black Emperor Robe, wearing Heaven-Equalizing Crown, his face blurred by endless majesty and light, stood with his hands behind his back.
He simply stood there, as if he were the center of the entire world, with all the Principle of nature seemingly surrounding and submitting to him.
That terrifying aura, as vast as the sea of stars and as profound as the universe, swept across the Eight Wilds and Six Directions like an invisible wave as the chariot moved forward, actually diluting and suppressing the destructive pressure emanating from the countless alien warships in the sky!