After they evacuated from the frontline outpost, they planned to join the battlefield, but their applications were rejected.
As one of the most elite soldiers of the Eastern Country, they possessed a stronger combat awareness and instinct than ordinary troops, yet on such a chaotic battlefield, these skills could not bring significant advantage.
Only after beginning Martial Arts training and significantly improving their physical attributes can they unleash greater combat potential.
This was actually Shen Yu’s suggestion.
But understanding is one thing, while the frontline warriors are fighting and protecting the people, they are hiding safely in the rear, leaving everyone with bottled-up frustration.
Now, as orders arrived, every individual found a way to release their pent-up energy.
"Report, I’ve learned it, applying for the maximum dose injection!" a warrior morized the training process in the shortest ti and applied without hesitation.
Then took large bites of worm at sliced into pieces.
Yes, raw at.
Even though it was stated that roasting wouldn’t cause much loss of Earth Evil Power, the soldiers refused without hesitation.
If there could be any loss, then there is loss!
They are here to beco stronger, not to enjoy.
Muscle enhancent liquid was injected bit by bit into their bodies, along with worm at, which was like a deadly poison to ordinary people; soon, the warrior’s skin resembled a red-hot iron, steam constantly rising from the forehead, with a terrifyingly high temperature.
But for him, it was no big deal.
He imdiately perford one movent after another, simultaneously ditating in his mind, imagining and controlling every part of his body.
He could clearly feel the muscles twitching, and the strength surging forth.
More and more soldiers joined this range.
Eating at, injecting, training, endlessly cycling.
Not far away, Grandma Liu arrived with the vines she controlled.
To implant "Parasitic Seeds" into the bodies of these warriors.
"Although the people of this world are physically weak, their will is incredibly strong." Grandma Liu silently observed this scene, sowhat moved.
It’s no wonder they could create such a brilliant civilization.
In contrast, their Martial Arts Masters are more focused on themselves and lack such determination.
anwhile, as the warriors eagerly prepared, the Eastern Country’s propaganda machine started its comprehensive actions.
Initially, so opposed the public disclosure of the city’s tragic situations.
But this voice was quickly suppressed.
This is not a one-ti disaster but a recurring apocalypse.
Even if the vines were solved, what kind of monsters might appear in the future? If the army fails to protect today, can they guarantee rear safety in the future?
"We must be prepared, this enemy is different from any other we faced before!" A spokesperson’s voice on television accompanied by scenes, spread across the nation and even the entire civilization, "They don’t aim to conquer or plunder our land, but to massacre, to consu us as food, to annihilate our entire race..."
"Elderly, youths, won, children, rich people, people of authority, none of it matters!"
"..."
"The enemy shows no rcy, no empathy of any kind."
"..."
"Let us mourn for the 2.56 million who fell today, but also rember them, rember the sacrificed warriors, turn grief into continued fighting motivation, transform hatred into the strength to combat fear!"
"..."
"This ti, we have no retreat!"
"..."
So words hadn’t appeared in official speeches before, but with the images, no one found it incongruent.
Seeing warriors wrapped by layers of vines, eventually turning into scarlet flowers.
Watching children being rcilessly taken by vines, while parents can only scream helplessly.
Seeing people huddled together trembling, while vipers coiling nearby.
And recruits kneeling before parents and families, soldiers unquestioningly giving up evacuation opportunities, warriors passing lifesaving battle armor to adolescents...
Seeing all this, changes were silently underway.
Crying and pleading are aningless, in the face of apocalypse, only fighting can alter everything.
At least, nobody naively believes everything can return to the past before complete victory.
A brief day passed amid countless people’s tornt.
Transport aircraft continuously circling above these cities, trying to save as many survivors as possible, but the number of casualties kept rising, so warriors had already exerted their utmost.
However, at dawn, the first batch of Martial Arts Warriors arrived!
Yes, although the ti given by interstellar civilization was one to two days to get started, in their mad effort, the average ti took only sixteen hours!
The Old Thirteen Special Forces team did it in just twelve hours!
Clad in battle armor, aboard the transport aircraft, they arrived above the battlefield they longed for since yesterday.
"Everyone." The captain stood at the cabin door and turned to his comrades, solemnly saying, "I won’t talk much about defending the country and achieving glory, just one phrase - monsters will fear too!"
Indeed, monsters will fear too!
It’s not speculation, but an understanding gained once they truly seized the monster’s seeds.
All the vines below, all the enemies, in reality, form just one!
That is the collective consciousness made by these countless vines.
Perhaps initially not smart enough, still dazed, only instinctively hiding, but at this mont, surely understood many things, possibly even birthed emotion.
Even rely standing here, they can clearly sense the monster’s joy, greed, and malice.
This signifies intelligence, but it is also where fear arises!
And these words, at this mont, emplace more battle fervor than anything else.
"Eye for an eye, blood for blood!"
All warriors, driven by the desire for revenge, leaped down from the sky!
Parachutes brought them close to tall buildings, even clearly seeing green vines sprawling within them, greedily searching for prey.
Compared to yesterday, the number of vines had noticeably increased.
Behind them were millions of lives.
And as warriors touched the ground, vines avoided them, knowing in the monster’s perception that fighting with iron-clad combatants incurs more loss than gain.
But warriors won’t spare it!
"Kill!"
The captain shouted, countless green webs like fibers instantly sprayed from gaps reserved on his hand, rapidly expanding, directly tangling the retreating vines.
Warrior’s newly born but fragile Primordial Spirit Power at this mont acted as highly corrosive power, directly dissolving the Primordial Spirit Power within vines and quickly seizing everything from them.
Warrior’s own vines visibly enlarged!
Yet this sa sight appeared on every warrior!
"It’s indeed working!"
The command center finally erupted in genuine cheers.
"Exactly, plunder it!"
"The Association is truly formidable."
"This is completely the nesis of Blood Flower Vine!"
"Increase investnt!"
"Indeed, withdraw the warriors for training, don’t give the monster any escape chance."
"It will fear! I’ve always said it must fear!"
"..."
Yesterday’s battle was in reality a tragic defeat, even leaving the command center with a suffocating sense of oppression, feeling close to despair if no solution was found.
But Shen Yu confird his promise.
As long as they resolve to resist, the Association will bring hope!
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