"Clean up the battlefield. We're heading straight to the Insect Race base afterward."
Seeing everyone looking at him, Lin Mo said with a smile.
The Insect Race corpses were all treasures. Their shells could be used to forge many powerful weapons, so they naturally could not be left behind.
"Got it!"
Everyone answered happily and eagerly began cleaning up the battlefield.
This was a massive harvest. Not only had they won a great victory, but they had also obtained a pile of immortal Insect Race shells.
One could imagine that once these were transported back, they would produce another enormous batch of high-quality weapons.
Before long, everyone was fully equipped once more and swept toward the Insect Race base.
"What did you say? Our entire army in the Cosmic Battlefield was wiped out?"
In the Divine Realm, deep within Machine Race territory, inside a certain grand hall.
A Virtual God Realm expert abruptly rose to his feet and demanded furiously.
"Yes, Lord Bes. That human Lin Mo was too powerful. He killed every single Commander Lord."
"Human Race? Lin Mo? Who is that?"
Upon hearing the name, Bes was visibly stunned.
In his memory, he had absolutely no impression of that name.
"Didn't Lord Sailuo Lie tell you?"
"Sailuo Lie? No. What exactly happened?"
"It's like this..."
"So that's what happened. Sailuo Lie, that stupid pig!"
After hearing his subordinate's report, Bes flew into a rage.
Such a monstrous genius had not been reported to him. If he had known earlier, he would have arranged for someone to eliminate such a future threat long ago.
How could he possibly have allowed Lin Mo to grow to this point?
But in an instant, he understood as well.
For Lin Mo to be such a monster, talent and aptitude were one thing,