Many of the newly resurrected cannon fodder soldiers hadn't even had time to figure out their situation before they were once again slaughtered by the cultivators.
Although being resurrected once left them somewhat dazed, it was clear that another death was imminent.
They were spat out of the resurrection pool once again, and the cultivators inside threw them out without any hesitation.
"Those weaklings outside, try not to kill them if you can control them; the resurrection pool is overflowing!"
At this moment, a row of cultivators had formed a formation around the resurrection pool. As soon as someone was resurrected, whether they were a cultivator or an alien, they would grab them and throw them out to ensure the smooth operation of the resurrection pool.
While maintaining the resurrection pool, they also began sending messages to the cultivators outside.
The cultivators were already suffering from severe depletion, and now with a bunch of junk being added, the resurrection sequence in the resurrection pool has been lengthened even further.
After understanding the situation, the cultivators adopted a new approach to dealing with these cannon fodder who had already been resurrected several times, had no weapons, and had even run out of bombs.
They were simply thrown together.
In their current state, without weapons or bombs, they pose very little threat to cultivators. Even if left alone, they won't cause any trouble. On the contrary, the newly arrived cannon fodder, who are still being brought in like dumplings, pose a greater threat to cultivators.
As more and more cannon fodder are resurrected, the situation on Venus is undergoing some strange changes.
The cultivators stopped attacking them, finally giving these cannon fodder a moment to think.
It's okay if they don't think about it; once they start thinking, their perspectives begin to change rapidly.
With the bombs gone, the Snail People's last resort to control them has failed. What's the point of continuing to risk their lives for the Snail People?
Moreover, having just personally experienced the feeling of resurrection, the real pain and sensations at this moment have elevated Venus's status in their hearts.
Having traversed the universe for so many years, resurrection is not unheard of; the Snail People also possess this technology.
However, this thing is tightly controlled by the higher-ups of the Snail People. As cannon fodder, they don't even have the chance to see it, let alone use it.
Moreover, even for the Snail People, using this technology comes at a considerable cost. Although they have never seen this thing before, the assets of each resurrected Snail People have indeed shrunk several times over.
There are also many who cannot afford the consequences, leading to a decline in their civil rights.
However, like the one on Venus, the resurrection array is openly open to the public. Not only these natives, but even they can use this array to resurrect themselves unconditionally.
The war has been going on for a long time, and the number of casualties among the cannon fodder troops alone is already astronomical. But judging from the current situation, the resurrection points on this planet are still operating stably, without any signs of interruption.
This kind of technological sophistication is chilling to think about.
They now have two choices.
One option is to continue serving the Snail People and jump into the endless Samsara death.
The other option was to surrender to the native inhabitants of this civilization and join this "incredibly generous" civilization.
As for clans and civilizations, these terms are far too distant for them.
From their ancestors, or even their more distant ancestors, they were already cannon fodder; civilization had long since vanished.
Family ties and emotions are of no use to them. They're cannon fodder, born in the morning and dying at night; what use are these things to them?
Only their thirst for life continues to affect their nerves.
As for brainwashing these cannon fodder? Using brainwashing equipment on them would be a waste of energy; they can't even afford the electricity bill.
The cannon fodder, gathered together, argued endlessly about the current issues.
The main problem is that the Star Destroyer is still hovering in the sky, and under its threat, they don't know if such an indigenous civilization can still hold out.
If these natives cannot hold their ground, their betrayal will bring about their own annihilation.
If they manage to hold out, it will be too late for them to surrender—these natives probably won't be very friendly to the invaders.
Only when the fighting continues could they possibly surrender. These natives must still have a use for fighting the Snail People...
Just as they hesitated, another wave of cannon fodder soldiers charged forward.
They had thought that as long as they didn't take action, these cannon fodder troops, who were originally allies, wouldn't do anything to them, but things didn't go as planned.
The cannon fodder soldiers who charged forward didn't care what species they were or whether they were one of their own.
If there are no bombs on him and he's still alive, he's either a native or he's already defected.
There is no other possibility!
As for resurrection?
Hilarious! They're so poor, they can't afford this kind of thing.
Therefore, the newly arrived cannon fodder unit immediately began to deal with these resurrected cannon fodder.
"Holy shit!"
They hadn't considered this, but now they had no way to prove their identities.
They didn't even have a chance to explain.
Either obediently let yourself be hacked to death, or start fighting back now.
It seems like there are choices, but in reality, there are no choices at all.
No one would willingly allow themselves to be killed when they are capable of resisting.
"Fuck him, fuck him!"
With a shout from who-knows-who, they charged towards the oncoming cannon fodder.
Since we can revive anyway, what's wrong with playing aggressively?
Even if it's a ten-for-one trade, it's still a profit, because after a while, you'll have one more person on your side.
The situation on the ground battlefield changed too quickly, and many cultivators who were fighting desperately had not yet realized it. They still slapped anyone who wasn't human.
However, as the battle progressed, most of the cultivators found that the pressure on them was gradually decreasing.
They even had time to catch their breath.
There were only a few cultivators on Venus, and reinforcements from Earth Star were still on their way. The change in the battlefield atmosphere was indeed a bit strange to them.
It wasn't until they used their Spiritual Qi to investigate the current state of the battlefield that they discovered the main combat groups on the Venus battlefield had already shifted.
The number of aliens around the cultivators had decreased significantly; instead, the aliens themselves had started a chaotic battle.
Upon closer inspection, the aliens in the chaotic battle were divided into two groups: one group was fully armed and had just arrived, while the other group was completely naked and relied entirely on their bare chests and numerical superiority to fight their way in.
Based on their characteristics, it appears that resurrected aliens are fighting against newly arrived ones.
Unable to communicate due to the language barrier and lack of a suitable environment, the cultivators were somewhat at a loss regarding the current strange situation.
However, regardless of the circumstances, it's true that the pressure on them has lessened somewhat.
Although the Venus Showdown has happened many times, this is the first time they have fought against so many aliens.
The long and arduous battle left them somewhat exhausted; this level of intensity was unprecedented.
After all, death is not a pleasant experience. In the previous Venus Showdown, once someone died, they were immediately eliminated. To participate in the showdown again, they needed to undergo nearly three months of psychological evaluation and mental adjustment. Such high-intensity, continuous death and resurrection can cause irreversible damage to a person's psyche.
It can make people lose their fear of death.