A year ago, Ye Luo had still been looking forward to climbing step by step from level twenty to level thirty, becoming a Domain-level powerhouse, then continuously raising the Heart of the Swarm and Zerg Hive levels before steadily advancing into the divine level at thirty-five.
But the appearance of the Zerg Overmind Divine Armor had allowed him to skip that entire process. The only experience he had of battling Domain-level powerhouses came from the two Flame King clones sent respectively to the human star sector and the Protoss star sector in search of divine armor fragments. And now, Ye Luo had not fought anyone at all. Others did not understand his strength, and likewise, he had no precise judgment of his own level. Yet as he watched Inte and that human fight before him, he could not muster the slightest interest. It was like an adult watching two snot-nosed little brats who had just learned to walk squabble...
There were fewer than ten divine-level powerhouses among humanity. Prometheus had been one of the last to advance to the divine level. Though he was the weakest among them, a starved camel was still bigger than a horse. He was, after all, a divine-level powerhouse.
The moment Inte appeared outside the warship, more than a dozen Ironclad Octopuses actually took the initiative to attack Prometheus. Without Inte and Ye Chao's orders restraining them, they simply did not understand the gap between themselves and their target. Of course, the Zerg would never retreat before any powerful foe. That resilience was engraved into their genes.
The Ironclad Octopuses had now grown to a thousand meters in size. A small destroyer was only half their length. With their eight terrifying tentacles whipping about, taking on three to five destroyers at once was as easy