Thanks for the Invite, but I'm in the Primordial World—and Refuse to Be the Demon Emperor
Chapter 1787

The Ant Race's Might

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This battle against the Nether Race was, in fact, another joint operation by the Alliance. There was no denying that their combined fighting power was formidable.

The Nether Race could not resist them at all, though that was mainly because the Ant Race had tied up most of their attention.

The Demon Emperor now realized that the Ant Race was actually quite decent. This race seemed to harbor few crooked schemes. They posed an enormous threat to living creatures, but against these mechanical bodies, they were somewhat helpless.

That was because they followed the path of genetic evolution. With no way to achieve a genetic breakthrough now, they naturally could not pose much of a threat.

Just as they were tallying their gains, the Ghoul Clan and the Ant Race actually went to war.

The ghouls feared the races of the Abyss, yet they had no fear whatsoever of the Ant Race. The fighting between the two sides instantly grew fierce.

The ghouls could kill these ants and spawn their own miniature ghouls on their corpses. These newly born ghouls had even undergone a certain degree of evolution, their strength growing more ferocious, giving them an air of invincibility.

After consuming the ghouls' genes, the ants also evolved, becoming faster and stronger.

Caught between them, the mechanical army kept retreating, clearing a path for their clash.

Soon, however, the ghouls began to lose ground. There was only one Ghoul Nest nearby, and as their troops were continually depleted, it could no longer keep up with demand.

Under these circumstances, the ghouls fell back again and again, looking like a sun sinking beyond the western hills.

The Demon Emperor now recognized how terrifying these ants were. Their method of churning out troops was simple: they transported all the corpses they could

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