Whether it was the Insect Race or the chanical Race that had not retreated to safety, or even the buildings of the chanical Race themselves, they were all covered by this fireball.
And in the mont when the flas completely dissipated after a few dozen seconds,
only a deep crater was left in place.
And at the bottom of the crater, those large lakes ford by lted tal liquid.
Inside them, besides their own chanical Race mbers and their buildings, the rest were all the charred corpses of the Insect Race.
This weapon’s power was already approaching that of the large weaponry normally only equipped on a Cruiser.
In just a few seconds, the Insect Race suffered losses nearly equal to what they had endured all along their path.
The entire frontline was therefore pushed back nearly a kiloter.
The chanical Race, which had been broken by the turncoat centipedes controlled by parasites, took this opportunity to regroup.
Unlike the Insect Race, they did not fear such a scorching environnt.
The Insect Race no longer had the good opportunity they had previously.
Moreover, the high temperatures in the surrounding environnt continued to rise, gradually affecting the Insect Race parasitic in the bodies of the chanical Race.
If this continued, those chanical Race mixed within the ranks of the Insect Race might turncoat again at any mont.
The Insect Queen had no choice but to order these parasites to retreat to the outer city.
Then, let the surviving Insect Race continue to charge forward towards the recently reconstructed chanical Race defensive line.
Being only a step away from the chanical Race Cruiser, the Insect Queen no longer cared about any casualties.
After all, at the mont of death, every Insect Race individual’s consciousness would return to the Hive Mind Network, and their bodies would be reabsorbed by the Fungal Mat.
Even if the bodies weren’t absorbed and were instead burned to ashes, it didn’t matter.
From the mont Chen Ming deployed resources on this Planet, he never intended to recycle them.
He only needed those of the chanical Race.
Ti ticked away, second by second.
The special chanical Race’s artillery had already fired more than ten tis continuously.
The Insect Race casualties had reached an incalculable level.
Although Chen Ming could feel that every ti the chanical Race initiated the giant artillery on its back, the ti it took grew longer, clearly due to poor maintenance.
But it rely lengthened, and there was no critical progress to let the Insect Race break this stalemate.
Chen Ming was getting anxious in his heart.
Continuing like this was absolutely not feasible; he had to move faster.
After all, since the chanical Race was a Hive Mind, everything happening here was known to the chanical Race within the chanical Race Star Realm.
This ant that after Chen Ming easily dealt with the second wave of chanical Race reinforcents, the third wave definitely would not repeat previous mistakes.
The third wave of chanical Race might very well end his life.
So he was now considering whether to abandon this special chanical Race and instead focus solely on his initial target, that chanical Race Colony Cruiser.
But just as Chen Ming was about to give up, he suddenly realized a problem.
The actions of that chanical Race seed to have slight delays.
Not delays caused by component wear from lack of maintenance, but an inexplicable delay that shouldn’t be there under normal circumstances.
Chen Ming imdiately said to the Extraordinary with him at the Supre Point: "Fried Rice, do a favor."
"I don’t understand command."
"No need to understand, help calculate the propagation ti of the chanical Race communication signals and the delay in reactions each ti that chanical Race below makes a move."
The Extraordinary didn’t reply but sent Chen Ming a string of data after a few seconds.
When Chen Ming saw this data, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously said, "That’s it."
"What do you an?"
Chen Ming’s gaze returned to the special chanical Race on the ground and said: "That chanical Race doesn’t have a Core Chip; all its actions are controlled by that Cruiser."
The bizarre delay he had just noticed after the lengthy battle was precisely the ti delay needed for signal propagation from the Cruiser behind.
This chanical Race wasn’t a living chanical Race; it was rely a shell being manipulated.
Chen Ming had finally found its critical weakness.
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