(Sorry, I'm going to break my word... The third chapter will probably be at 1 a.m. For the upcoming mind-blowing idea... Old Dang has sacrificed several more grams of brain cells.)
"Black, it looks like these bugs aren't going to let us leave." Mu Fan suddenly grinned.
He rubbed his wrists with both hands. His face was calm and composed, filled with surging fighting spirit, but utterly devoid of fear.
"These damn bugs actually blocked the electromagnetic signals! When did they get so advanced?!" Black roared furiously.
Now, he could not even mobilize Dawn anymore.
"We can't contact Shura either. We've completely lost contact with Shadow Base."
The Flesh Giant Net shrouding Titan Ancient had truly cut it off from the outside world.
"A way out has always been carved through killing!"
Mu Fan glanced at the light screen before him. On it sat a plump white Bug atop a gigantic flying beast. The Bug was squealing excitedly, and the excitement and cruelty in its eyes were plainly visible.
"What the hell is that?" Mu Fan asked casually.
"A Brain Bug, an eleventh-tier existence of the Zerg Race—the true tribal leader. Everything is clear now. It has been controlling all these actions." Black was not surprised, but the sight of that plump white Bug acting so arrogantly made his voice as cold as Mu Fan's.
"It's commanding these bugs? And what is that flying behemoth? I've never seen one before."
"Those bugs are obviously under its command. That is a mutated Flying Wyvern, a Guardian—the Zerg Race's heavy Air Force." Black answered truthfully.
Mu Fan closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
"If that's the case..."
"...then let's fight."
Titan Ancient Mecha raised its left hand high, then turned and pointed behind it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
**Crimson Flame