Emperor Tomb Mountain Range, Heavenly Abyss Node.
The aftermath of the great battle drifted away on the wind.
The wreckage of the Civilization Legion covered the battlefield. Having utterly crushed the legion, the players were competing with the Insect Race for the weapons and equipment of the remaining civilization warriors they killed. Even the wreckage on the ground was a target.
Anything with the slightest spirituality had value in the players' eyes.
Even if they had no use for it themselves, they could sacrifice it to Brother Emperor Zhao.
Now that the Civilization Legion had been destroyed, their alliance no longer existed.
They killed the Insect Race without hesitation.
The Temple Guardian's body had long since turned to ash, annihilated alongside its Civilization Legion in the fury of the players and the Insect Race.
On the Evil Eye High Tower Platform, Di Nian Evil Spirit finally could no longer hold on and fell unconscious.
The dark red markings on his skin gradually went out like spent embers, leaving only a few wisps of smoky black energy lingering around his wounds, still eating away at his body.
The projections of the Four Great Bullies, who had already lost control of the High Tower, stood motionless on the platform.
They had witnessed this incredible battle firsthand and seen the most unlikely act of protection.
What they found even harder to believe was this.
The Player Race Members, who had been fighting in a blood frenzy just moments earlier, actually began withdrawing in an orderly fashion after briefly clashing with the Insect Race over resources.
During their retreat, some Player Race Members even threw glass bottles imbued with the aura of rules onto the High Tower.
Meanwhile, the Insect Race Army also departed like an ebbing tide.
The Burrower Swarm burrowed underground, the