The Insect Race's Progenitors began silently infiltrating the various Trading Companies. Following Shusha's orders, they began devouring the guards of the other Trading Companies participating in the competition.
Once their disguises were complete, they launched a barrage of indiscriminate attacks. Missiles flew, lasers streaked everywhere, and explosions rang out all around.
Bopomo roared, "White Dove, Green Shrimp, your trading privileges are permanently revoked!"
The bosses of both Trading Companies paled in shock and protested, "No, those aren't my guards!"
While they were still explaining, a shrimp-headed man fired wildly with a laser weapon. Bopomo failed to dodge in time, and even his crown was shot off.
"And you still claim they aren't yours? Are you trying to declare war on the Fufufu Race?"
The head of the Green Shrimp Trade Group truly had no way to defend himself. His own soldiers were indeed causing the trouble. He roared at the soldier, "Have you lost your mind?"
Without a word, the soldier aimed at his foot and fired, making him howl in agony.
After seeing what had happened to Green Shrimp's leader, the head of the White Dove Trade Group did not dare stop his crazed soldiers. He hurriedly summoned his guards, only to discover that no one came to help.
The competition for agency rights, which had been proceeding smoothly, descended into chaos. Under Shusha's command, the seemingly haphazard attacks killed no one, while the crazed soldiers gradually took control of all the spectators on the left side of the arena.
Nexis had also mingled with the spectators and was quietly observing them. When Zhang Fan suddenly sensed the threat again, she darted forward and threw out an energy trap, enclosing a hunched old man with a medicine basket hanging at his waist.
The sensation instantly vanished, leaving Zhang Fan