Fortress Small Town, Sleirin.
Ye Qiyan returned to the top of the High Tower and fell into thought as he gazed at the message Zhuxing Tu had sent on the Light Screen.
What had she gone off to do?
And what had she messed up this time?
As for that Insect Emperor, he was not surprised in the slightest.
He had gone into someone else's Sea of Consciousness and taken a Card Sequence.
If that Insect Queen had no reaction at all, she could not possibly be the pinnacle of a race that now claimed to rival humanity on the Wasteland.
Fan Huo had already received the intelligence.
Every member of the Insect Race besieging Order Heaven was heading toward the front where Ye Qiyan was stationed.
The legion accompanying Insect Emperor Mowus had mobilized immediately.
Without a doubt, all of this was because of Ye Qiyan.
Fan Huo and Thousand-Path Turing had already seized the opportunity, ordering Order Heaven's legions to unleash weapons of mass destruction on the Insect Race, seeking to wipe out as many of them as possible while their lines were in chaos.
Insect Emperor Mowus was no fool. He left a third of one legion's troops behind to cover the rear, leading the remaining bugs across the Wasteland toward Ye Qiyan on the other side of Heaven.
He was a genuine Insect Emperor, one of the Insect Queen's own children.
Not one of the hollow imitations that had previously surrounded the Insect Queen.
Once, he had been a True God on the Wasteland. After the Insect Queen defeated and devoured him, he had been reborn as a member of the Insect Race.
And that True God's [Name] and [The End] remained in his hands, available for use.
Without a doubt, Mo Wusi was strong, strong