World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

To avoid this situation, we can only learn the Return Step that Raton is using now, disrupting the rhythm of our advance and mimicking the sounds and vibrations of nature to possibly escape their detection.

And it is precisely because of this reason that even now, despite the urgency, everyone must slow down their speed to choose such an inefficient way to move forward.

After spending a full hour, everyone has only walked less than a kilometer, and each one is sweating profusely, as the Return Step is both energy-draining and slow, consuming most of the energy they had just replenished.

However, the current situation leaves them with no choice, as madly sprinting in areas known to have alien insects is really no different from seeking death.

However, while hope is beautiful, reality is cruel, as the saying goes, "When it rains, it pours" and misfortune seeks out the miserable. The group’s escape plan ended amid a seismic shaking.

Watching the quickly collapsing ground and the constantly rolling yellow sand, Yadun knew they were doomed.

"Run! Run!"

He turned his head and shouted frantically at his companions, trying to get everyone to quickly leave this area.

But before they could run far, from the center of the surging yellow sand, a gigantic figure obscuring the sky began to faintly reveal itself amidst the dust.

"It’s alien insects! They’re here!"

"Boom!"

A loud noise came through, accompanied by the piercing scream of the tunneling worm, as the enormous insect body fiercely crashed onto the ground, shaking everyone in all directions.

Just this appearance instantly allowed them to catch up with the distance the group had run in a panic, and almost deprived them of the ability to continue escaping. The disparity of power between the two sides was evident.

However, such a huge tunneling worm is actually not a true combat unit within the Insect Race. More often, it serves as a transport species.

This giant tunneling worm, over four hundred meters in length, suddenly opened its mouth, from which countless black insect swarms surged out.

Scythe insects, blast worms, poison stinger insects, and even many flying insect races, numbering no less than hundreds of thousands.

The space inside a tunneling worm is very large, reportedly containing a special chamber with spatial attributes, similar to the chambers used on the Insect Race’s mother ships.

From the surface, these chambers may look ordinary in size, but internally, the spatial structure is huge, allowing an extremely exaggerated number of desert worms to be loaded.

In the Second Universe, many forging masters use these insect race chambers to create space storage equipment. However, equipment made with insects is generally not popular, and only people who cannot afford space stone equipment would choose it.

At this moment, Yadun and the others’ front area has already been occupied by hundreds of thousands of tunneling worms, along with the appearance of two other tunneling worms of similar size, breaking through the ground in different directions and similarly spewing out a large number of insects, completely surrounding the group.

Now, the number of desert worms probably exceeds a million, forming a surrounding pattern and trapping the group directly.

The eighty-seven Phantom Spirit People, in front of such a massive insect swarm, appear as insignificant as a grain of sand on the beach, having no possibility of resistance.

"No, no, no..."

At this point, Yadun was completely panicked. The overwhelming swarm from three directions left them completely without a chance of escape. Not to mention that they didn’t have a transmission crystal at hand, even if they had one, they wouldn’t have time to activate it.

"How can there be so many insects... They... They..."

Sarah was also in a flustered state, unable to understand why, despite being just over eighty people, the insects would crazily send out a million-army to besiege them.

But what she didn’t know is that this is the correct way for desert worms to hunt. Regardless of your numbers, mine will always be many times yours, and every action will involve an overwhelming quantity.

In the Second Universe, the only one that could compare to the Insect Race in terms of numbers may be the unmanned drones of the Bellier Clan.

At this stage, no one on the Phantom Spirit side remained calm, the situation was evident, they had no chance of survival, the only difference now was how they would die—whether being dismembered by scythe insects, blown up by blast worms, or dissolved into a bloody mess by poison stinger insects.

"Form up! Spiritual Ability Users on the outside! Protect our companions! We are Phantom Spirits and never retreat! We are the hope of this race; warriors fighting for ourselves! We can die, but never without resisting! Everyone! Draw your Light Blades! Fight with me!!!"

Yadun’s shout echoed into everyone’s mind, and gradually everyone snapped out of despair, subconsciously following his command to form their positions.

It’s worth noting that in such team battles, having an outstanding commander is indeed rare because most people lose their ability for rational thought in such circumstances. They need a backbone to unite them, to bring out the best fighting potential.

Though organized resistance now seemed meaningless, already unable to alter the inevitable death outcome, for these few Phantom Spirit People, the value of dying lies within itself. Dying in battle is not only a warrior’s mission but also each Phantom Spirit’s final resistance against the Insect Race.

Seeing the swarm of insects coming, feeling the overwhelming pressure like the ocean, Yadun’s hands were soaked with sweat.

He knew he might die in the next moment, and his heart was filled with fear of death, but dignity did not allow him to retreat. Even in death, he must face the enemy.

As both sides continued closing in, 500 meters, 300 meters, 100 meters...

When the distance was less than 50 meters, an unexpected scene occurred.

Scythe insects, a basic species in the insect race, are also among the fastest charging species.

They typically serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield, charging at great speed and taking the hardest hits.

Now, at the forefront of the army were such a group of scythe insects, undaunted by death.

They charged furiously, screaming, trying to shred the prey in front, yet when they were less than 50 meters from their target, an invisible air wall suddenly appeared between them and their prey.

The first wave of scythe insects immediately made intimate contact with this wall, crashing into it hard, with those in the forefront directly getting knocked dizzy, further squeezed by the rushing companions from behind, losing their lives on the spot.

Yadun and others watched this scene dumbfounded, scanning around. The black insect tide, like a flood meeting a dam, was blocked beyond 50 meters around them.

"What happened..."

The others were equally stunned by the scene before them, not understanding what was going on as they watched the swarm biting and scratching but failing to advance, slowly lowering their Light Blades.

Yadun mustered the courage to move a few steps forward, only to see in front of him a faint white light curtain flickering with the insect swarm’s attacks. It was this thing blocking their charge.

In the next moment, a shadow suddenly appeared, engulfing everyone within.

"That’s..."

Yadun suddenly raised his head, witnessing a scene he would never forget for a lifetime.