"Your guardian god is already dead. What other tricks do you have?" Ye Lei transformed into a hundred-meter Ultralisk once more, looking down from above at the Nether God Sect disciples within the blood-red barrier as if they were ants.
At that moment, vast numbers of Zerglings, Hydralisks, and Iron-Armored Cockroaches crawled densely out of the surrounding earth. They did not approach the blood-red barrier, but their endless numbers completely encircled the Nether God Sect's territory within it.
Blade-Arm Mutalisks and Vipers joined the spectacle as well, mingling together in a sky-covering mass. As though to increase the intimidation, hundreds upon thousands of Blade-Arm Mutalisks and Vipers gathered into black dragons roughly ten meters in diameter, constantly writhing through the sky.
What drove the Nether God Sect warriors into even greater despair was the hundred or so unfamiliar insects rising on the distant horizon. It was their first time seeing such creatures. They resembled earthworms, except each had a single enormous eye on its head. Those eyes stared fixedly in their direction, and everyone could feel the oppressive might contained within them.
The Nether God Sect leader gave a bitter laugh and stepped forward. "Honorable and powerful race, I know you can understand our language. You have won this war. Our Nether God Sect is willing to surrender!"
As he spoke, the Nether God Sect leader actually dropped to one knee. With his right hand, he summoned the crystal skull he treasured above all else and raised it over his head, as though laying down his arms. Behind him, the three surviving elders were ashen-faced. A sect built over tens of thousands of years had collapsed just like that! They were unwilling—so unwilling!
One elder suddenly raised his head. "Sect Leader, although I have always respected you, today, please forgive