Forbidden Zone, Frost Shelter.
A fortress city built entirely within a mountain, its whole mountain body had been reinforced for over a century. The Energy Barrier not only covered the entire mountain; multiple layers of Energy Barriers stood within it. Even if the outermost barrier was shattered, the others could still defend it while waiting for the outermost barrier to recover. It was known by countless shelters as an impregnable fortress.
Yet at this moment, Frost Shelter's multilayered barriers were surrounded by a Zerg army that blotted out the sky like a swarm of locusts. Their numbers exceeded two hundred thousand, and they were frantically attacking the Energy Barriers while the people within the shelter fired artillery back through them.
However, the eyes of everyone in Frost Shelter, whether ordinary citizens or Heavenly Human Grandmasters, were not on the army of over two hundred thousand. Nearly all of them were focused on the Space Battleship more than ten kilometers long above the shelter—or, more specifically, on the person standing atop it.
He was a man over six meters tall. Though he resembled a Beastkin in appearance, his entire body was covered in eyes, making him look exceptionally sinister and terrifying.
With this man's appearance, everyone within Frost Shelter, from ordinary citizens to Heavenly Human Grandmasters, could not help growing tense. Especially the two men and one woman stationed at the shelter's energy tower, whose expressions were incomparably solemn.
"Vanessa, how much Energy Blood Essence do we have left?" the white-haired, blue-eyed elder at the head of the group asked the red-haired woman beside him, who looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight and wore dark-blue battle armor.
As the elder spoke, the dozens of Grandmasters present all turned to look at the red-haired woman. Their gazes held both longing and