Fang Yingwu flew into a rage upon hearing the news, "We’ve had a huge breakthrough here! I’ve been calling you for half an hour now. Get the head of the legion, or after the battle, if I’m still alive... I’ll file a complaint against you for negligence and losing opportunities!"
Complaints about lost opportunities—this adjutant truly doesn’t care. For this battle, let’s just survive first.
But since there’s a breakthrough, it’s what everyone in the Third Legion is hoping for, so he quickly transferred it to Southgate.
However, the head of the legion was really busy. It took three minutes, and by the ti the Seventh Army had forwarded the images, the head of the legion finally rushed to connect, "Whose warships are those?"
I’d like to ask you whose they are too! Fang Yingwu replied bluntly, "We’ve exhausted all ans and can’t contact them. So, I wanted to ask the adjutant of the main base if there’s a model among the warships we’ve recently developed."
Southgate replied without hesitation, "I’ll confirm it for you right away. You also shouldn’t stop trying to contact them. I authorize you to requisition them under the na of the Third Legion... The electronic authorization letter will be sent to you imdiately, and we will supplent it with a paper certificate after the battle."
I need to be able to reach them first! Fang Yingwu was filled with frustration.
But one good thing is, he can finally contact Southgate rather conveniently. After watching the video, the adjutant at the main base didn’t cut off his communication channel again.
However, that’s rely keeping the channel open—what kept coming through were ssages like "No such model found."
Or "Check if there are hidden logos or symbols on the hull."
And even suggestions like "You can forward images of the galaxy under attack to request assistance, rember to censor any confidential parts."
After all, the Third Legion also doesn’t know where those warriors co from, and can’t even figure out the warship models.
"What on earth are they trying to do?" Fang Yingwu couldn’t help but exclaim as he watched the big screen.
The two warships were simply too formidable, they began to chase and kill the Insect Race Nascent Souls.
After blowing up one Insect Race Nascent Soul again, the other Nascent Souls scrambled to escape. These bugs apparently aren’t entirely without intelligence—they didn’t flee to the insect swarm but rather scattered in the starry sky, preventing the warships from taking the opportunity to crush the Insect Race’s formation.
Though the combat strength of the Insect Race Nascent Souls is generally average, if they really give up resistance and flee desperately, their difficulty to kill would increase at least threefold.
Just like among the cultivators of Tianqin, a Golden Core might find it easy to defeat a Hua Sheng but actually killing them is notoriously difficult—they can flee when outmatched.
Yaoyang Elder, seeing this, started to get heated, "Open full firepower, don’t mind the Spirit Stones, they’re just insignificant bugs, and they dare to run?"
Hua Sheng True Immortal felt his elder was a bit too heated—if you want to kill them, and they flee desperately, isn’t that normal?
However, he really couldn’t say much, so he could only turn and look at Feng Jun—Mountain Master Feng was seated on the Yuangang Sect’s warship.
At this point, only Feng Jun could step up. The only one who could keep Yaoyang Elder in check was True Sage Diao Sou, on Xuanhuang Sect’s warship.
Feng Jun lightly coughed, "Yaoyang Elder, we agreed not to reveal all our firepower. A re Nascent Soul Insect Race isn’t worth it."
"Yes, yes, it’s just a passionate remark," Yaoyang Elder replied indifferently with a smile, "Then let’s keep pursuing them relentlessly."
Hua Sheng True Immortal finally got a chance to speak, "Elder, if we pursue relentlessly, we might fall into a trap... Everyone analyzed when we ca out that the intelligence of the Insect Race isn’t as low as we thought."
Those explorers have already verified that the IQ of the Insect Race isn’t inferior to the cultivators, a painful experience paid with lives. But one positive thing is, although there were three tragic incidents, the ambushing Insect Race didn’t escape, and the news is still sealed.
Yaoyang Elder was actually quite receptive to feedback, "Then let’s switch to chasing the Insect Race Nascent Souls instead. Anyway, there are plenty of Nascent Souls left."
There are less than ten Insect Race Nascent Souls remaining, but there are only two warships on the cultivator side, so rotating targets isn’t a worry.
But at this mont, Feng Jun spoke again, "I suggest we deal with the Insect Race Golden Core... In doing so, we seem more like this world’s Human Race, preventing them from developing suspicion."
The Insect Race Golden Core... Yaoyang Elder really looked down on the Golden Core of the Insect Race. He didn’t mind killing them, but it had to be convenient, targeting them specifically would be a waste of effort and resources.
However, Mountain Master Feng’s suggestion wasn’t without rit—at the mont, the Insect Race Nascent Souls are running in disarray, but the Human Race warships are still being heavily besieged, and those exerting the effort are the Insect Race’s Golden Cores.
If we don’t eliminate these Golden Cores or leave them unchecked to exert their power, not only are the Human Race warships still mired in crisis, but it may also arouse the Insect Race’s suspicion: Why aren’t these two newly arrived warships supporting their kin but only pursuing Nascent Souls?
Strictly speaking, hunting Nascent Souls is to eliminate the highest combat strength of the Insect Race, strategically not wrong, but ignoring their kin in crisis would seem sowhat unreasonable.
So when the two warships pursued the Nascent Soul, attacking the Golden Core Insect Tribe along the way was the most normal reaction.
However, the Yaoyang Elder didn’t think so. He recalled so legends about Feng Jun and turned his head, looking at him with a half-smile, "It’s said that Mountain Master Feng is quite compassionate to mortals, and it seems to be true."
Don’t give that nonsense, you’re just too soft-hearted.
This ti, Feng Jun didn’t deny it; he just sighed softly, "To be born human..."
His words were genuinely heartfelt, and he was too lazy to pretend anymore. As a cultivator, who doesn’t have preferences? What’s the harm in admitting it?
Hearing him say this, the Yaoyang Elder paused for a mont, then slapped his thigh, "Exactly, to be born human, who doesn’t have so ties? When I severed my secular ties back then, I was quite reluctant... Let’s attack the Golden Core Insect Tribe with full force!"
Ultimately, Feng Jun’s values were a bit like those of the Holy Mother, but they didn’t violate human nature. Tianqin cultivators’ coldness wasn’t innate but developed over their long cultivation paths. But... who hasn’t an original intention?
He spoke so clearly that the Yaoyang Elder was willing to join him in an emotional display, as if saying no one didn’t co from ordinary people... Cultivators should be arrogant and lonely, but is it really shaful to have so mundane emotions?
Not only that, he directly inford the other warship, "We intend to attack the Golden Core Insect Tribe, pretending to be more like natives of this world. What about you?"
After a dozen breaths, Elder Qinghuang’s thought ca through, "This is Feng Jun’s idea, right? I don’t know who you are?"
Yaoyang snorted lightly and sighed again, "To be born human..."
In the following ti, the two warships changed their attack targets, relentlessly pursuing the Golden Core Insect Tribe surrounding the warship.
As a result, the lethality increased significantly. The Golden Core Insect Tribe had close to twenty thousand mbers, and they were almost everywhere, always accompanied by the Qi Refinent or lesser Insect Tribe.
An attack originally intended to deal with Nascent Soul Bugs could easily eliminate thirty or so Golden Core Insect Tribe mbers and a large number of ordinary insects.
Of course, eliminating thirty or more Golden Core Insects in one strike was a rare occurrence, as the insects weren’t dense enough for that. It only happened occasionally by coincidence.
That is to say, dealing with nearly twenty thousand Golden Core Insect Tribe mbers wasn’t a matter to be resolved in a thousand strikes. If the two warships lost mobility and got surrounded, even if another True Sage appeared, it would be hard to escape alive.
Thankfully, the Insect Race was besieging the Human Race fleet. If those insects all gathered together, the two warships would have to run as far as possible—just like their assessnt when joining the battle. Such a large scene couldn’t be ssed with by just two warships.
But the problem was that if those insects dared to abandon the Human Race fleet and concentrate on these two Tianqin ships, the Human Race fleet wouldn’t even need to contact Feng Jun to seize various combat opportunities naturally.
So now the two warships were just relentlessly attacking, killing Golden Core Insect Tribe mbers rapidly, reaching three or four hundred in an instant.
Unfortunately, the downside was that the insects died without leaving corpses, only occasionally leaving so remains, which didn’t compare to the gains from killing Nascent Soul Bugs.
However, to put it positively, although cultivators are relatively cold and unfeeling, who hasn’t a mont when they want to vent their emotions?
Once a person wants to pursue a clear mind, they think less about benefits.
The two warships encircled and fiercely attacked the Golden Core Insect Tribe, taking out hundreds of them in just ten minutes, which aligned well with the "Human Race Warship" persona, thus attracting a few Nascent Soul Bugs to harass them again.
Unexpectedly, these Old Silver Coins had anticipated this move, counterattacking and severely injuring another Insect Race strongman, the "Sky-breaking Mantis."
The Sky-breaking Mantis, with its sky-breaking talent, tore through the sky to escape after being seriously injured. But its miserable state was seen by other Nascent Soul Bugs, chilling them—damn, providing aid was not appropriate now.
In fact, if the Insect Race combined their strength, they could handle these two forces, but the difficulty lay in their lack of cohesion, while Feng Jun’s two warships purely did as they pleased.
The Tianqin cultivators hadn’t learned the elder’s guerilla warfare tactics, but taking advantage when the opportunity arises is sothing inherent, even if they don’t have such profound summaries.
After a frenzy of bombarding for an hour, the Insect Race’s siege couldn’t be sustained any longer, and an attack team composed of giant dragonflies dispersed in panic—one of the most erratic teams in the Insect Race.
The attack capabilities of dragonflies in the Insect Race weren’t bad—though not very strong either—but being carnivorous, their aggression was considerable.
However, dragonflies are not gregarious creatures. They love to gather but don’t belong to any hierarchy, with little will for collective attack, but easily disperse when in trouble, making them a marginal presence in the Insect Race.
The dragonfly race besieging The Seventh Army counted over half a million, with no Nascent Soul but over five thousand Golden Core mbers. Roughly three hundred thousand were gathered together, with the rest scattered.
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