"Roar, roar, roar!" The Zerglings answered Tolstoy with unapologetic roars and a sudden assault.
"Damn lowly lifeforms!" Tolstoy was so furious that electric arcs surged across his body. He waved one hand through the air, sending a bolt of lightning shooting like an arrow at the foremost Zergling.
That Zergling had already advanced into a third-tier Desperate Phantom. After being struck by the massive laser net earlier, it had devoured a great number of its own kind's corpses. The runes on its body had formed bizarre patterns, a sign that it was not far from advancing into a fourth-tier Zergling. As Tolstoy attacked in fury, it instantly conjured several duplicates. The duplicates charged headlong into the lightning arc while its true body rapidly retreated!
"Crackle, crackle, crackle..." The instant the electric arc touched its duplicates, it spread into a field of lightning! Though the lightning spread incredibly fast, it was still just a fraction slower than the single incoming bolt. Without careful observation, even Tolstoy might not have noticed anything unusual—but that tiny sliver of time was enough for the cunning Desperate Phantom to escape alive.
The lightning exploded, instantly reducing over a hundred Zerglings to charred husks. Inside and out, even their bones had been pulverized into dust—they did not even have the chance to become skeletal forms...
But to the Zergling tide that surged in right after, a mere hundred or so losses were hardly worth mentioning!
The passage at the palace entrance was three meters wide and five meters high, exceptionally narrow among the three thousand secret passages that averaged fifty meters in width. Yet at the entrance, three Zerglings ran abreast across the ground, while seven advanced side by side above them. Their kind were actually sprinting atop their shoulders. These magical beasts landed with extraordinary