Before long, a figure that did not look particularly burly appeared in the great hall.
Yet the Machine Race powerhouses on both sides did not even dare meet this person's gaze.
It was clear that although this body was composed entirely of metal, it possessed exceedingly perfect lines.
Like a masterpiece crafted by God.
Though it did not emit the slightest pressure or aura, it constantly gave off an invisible sense of oppression.
"Lord Seg!"
"Mm. Seloxi, how much longer until you can return?"
"It will take roughly a few more months to finish clearing things up here. I'm afraid I won't be back for another six months."
Hearing that, Seg frowned. "Six months?"
That was far too long!
But at present, the insect race was expanding wildly.
The higher-ups of the race had issued orders to clear out insect nests near the Machine Race's territory.
For the moment, he did not have any suitable manpower to send over.
Most importantly, subordinates above Stellar Level Peak could not go to Earth without passing through human territory.
Especially powerhouses above World Lord level.
So deploying a World Lord was something he did not even need to consider.
But those with lower strength would be useless even if they went.
Sereno had already fallen. The other Stellar Level Peak members would naturally be no better off.
As for Cosmic Level fighters, sending them from here to Earth would take more than two years.
According to the fragmented footage and information sent back, the people on Earth seemed to be advancing rather quickly.
In more than two years, that person called Lin Mo would probably already possess the ability to battle low-order Cosmic Level opponents.
Therefore, if he was going to send someone, it could only be a Cosmic Level Peak fighter.
And