"Where is your Emperor!?"
"Where is your Emperor!!!"
Above the endless darkness of the Abyss, millions upon millions of Mutant armies and Mutated charged madly toward the White Shadow at the core.
In the sky, temporary teleportation gates opened at any cost, rapidly spitting out fighters from both sides.
The densely packed Fourth Order legions blotted out the sky, as if they had swallowed the entire world.
The continuously erupting Rule Power, mixed with mournful and furious screams, formed the melody of this world.
Heaven and earth collapsed, and spatial rifts filled every corner.
The ground had long since shattered. Within a radius of three hundred kilometers, the continent that had originally been "artificially created" had completely vanished. In its place was a vast expanse of Void.
It was the result of being dissolved under massive, unceasing Rule Attacks.
Floating in midair and commanding the forces from the rear, a King-Rank Xenomorph roared as he questioned the Mutated Commander beside him.
His bloodshot eyes, filled with shock and fury, glared fixedly at the other party.
Under the extreme terror and rage, he could not help grabbing the Bone Spikes on the other party's body, as if afraid that he would run away.
"On the way! Our Emperor is on the way!!"
The two races were clearly enemies, and whenever they met in the past, they had fought to the death!
But now, faced with the King-Rank Xenomorph's questioning, the Mutated commander could only hurriedly reply with an ugly expression.
He could not be bothered to care that the other party dared to question him, much less how bizarre this scene was!
At this moment, the Mutated could only charge forward in silence, attempting to injure the monster in the distance!
"Liar! You're all a bunch of liars!"
"Your Emperor isn't