Flameheart Empire.
Eastern Region.
Boom boom!!
Dozens of majestic cosmic warships tore through space in the sky and descended.
"Roar roar!"
The Ghost Slaves on the ground, starving beyond measure and even already tearing each other apart, abruptly heard the earth-shattering commotion and instantly let out strange cries.
With intelligence so low it was practically nonexistent, they sensed the dense blood aura contained within those cosmic warships.
They began howling madly.
At the same time, they continuously leaped into the air, but it was all futile effort.
They simply could not reach the thousand-meter-high aerial warships.
Just as the desires within them clawed them into a state of frantic agitation—
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
From the heavens above.
Countless black figures descended at once!
They were packed as densely as locusts, blotting out the sky and sun!
When the Ghost Slaves saw this, they immediately let out extremely excited howls.
They had been waiting for these blood-rich figures to jump down so they could enjoy a hearty feast!
But soon...
The Ghost Slaves could no longer laugh.
Boom!!
As some unknown black object crashed onto the ground, it directly triggered a massive fiery explosion!
"Ahhh!!"
The Ghost Slaves at the center were instantly blasted into ashes, while those at the edge of the explosion let out agonized wails as the searing flames scorched them!
"Roar!!"
Although the urge to feed had clouded the minds of these Ghost Slaves, some among them had still developed rudimentary intelligence.
When they saw this scene, they immediately realized that enemies had arrived.
Without any hesitation, howls carrying a unique soundwave rang out.
The other Ghost Slaves actually halted their attempts to flee, then raised their ugly, ferocious heads, opened mouths filled with sharp fangs and disgusting green saliva, and continued roaring without pause.
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