Before the spire, once Huiyang finished speaking, the players were excited, but the other people from Frost Shelter who had been captured all darkened.
"The stronger we become, the stronger those Zerg will become when they parasitize us. I just heard them say that even a Heavenly Human Realm expert is only rated captain-class and can live for at most one year. Even an impressive battalion commander-class rating only buys three years. With our talent, it's impossible for us to reach the Spirit Merging Realm within a few years. Rather than benefit the Zerg, we might as well end ourselves now!"
"That's right! I agree too. We absolutely can't benefit the Zerg!"
"I agree as well. We're dead either way. I won't be like people from those other shelters and let the Zerg pick up a bargain!"
As one person in the crowd refused to improve only to make a wedding dress for the Zerg, more and more people from Frost Shelter stepped forward, intending to resist the Zerg's open scheme.
After all, when they were captured, they had already understood that they would become puppets.
The promise of living another hundred years upon advancing to the Spirit Merging Realm was too distant for them, perhaps even utterly unattainable. If they failed to reach the Spirit Merging Realm, they would only delay things by a few years, which was meaningless to them.
Just as some people from Frost Shelter wanted to end their own lives, they suddenly felt their entire bodies go limp. They all collapsed to the ground, unable to move, before letting out agonized wails. Only after the runes on the metal collars around their necks dimmed did they gasp for air, each of them looking as if they had taken a trip through the gates of hell.