Seeing this, Huang Feiying and the others also charged out.
He Qiwu paused for a moment, then crouched down. “One more moment is one more moment alive.”
She was from the God Summoning Society.
Chu Ran forcibly suppressed her instinct to dodge.
Wang Wu’s forelimb was just about to take the chance to slice off Chu Ran’s head, but it sensed an intense heat from its side. Raising an eyebrow, it retreated.
The unknown Zerg retreated even faster.
Again, pain stabbed Chu Ran’s lower back.
Instantly, violent energy swept through her body.
It hurt so much.
Chu Ran couldn’t help but bend over, her fur unable to conceal her pained expression. This time, it felt less like drinking a nutrient potion and more like being filled with boiling liquor.
After Wang Wu blocked the photon cannon with its right limb, it saw Chu Ran hunched over, swaying in place.
It shifted its gaze and extended an invitation to the unknown Zerg: “Please join me in killing her!”
Charlie Jing had anticipated this and immediately rammed the humanoid mecha into Chong Wu.
At the same time, Lei Jianguo forcibly summoned a deity. Dark clouds gathered, and massive lightning bolts struck down.
Huang Feiying downed a secret potion in one gulp. A vast surge of Spiritual Power erupted, golden lightning scars spreading across his face, his eyes bloodshot with savage murderous intent.
A golden-black dragon roared out from the clouds, its scorching dragon breath shooting toward Chong Wu.
Wang Wu’s eyes showed a hint of disgust. “Ants!”
Its mouth opened slightly, and a massive sonic wave instantly erupted, like an apocalyptic tsunami, overwhelming everyone.
Boom!
Splat!
The humanoid mecha shattered, and Charlie Jing fell to the ground like a broken doll.
Lei Jianguo and the Special Squad members all collapsed, their lives unknown.
He Qiwu, watching from afar, felt her heart turn cold.
This was the power of an SS-class Zerg.
Years ago, the Human Federation Marshal had sacrificed himself and countless soldiers to kill a single SS-class Zerg. But this one was even stronger than that one.
She felt the suppression of bloodline.
Chu Ran had just looked up when she saw Charlie Jing’s falling figure. She reached out to grab her, but felt a gust of wind; the Somersault Cloud under her feet teleported her a hundred meters away.
She forcibly suppressed the excruciating pain in her body, struggled to stand, and looked ahead. Dust flew everywhere.
Charlie Jing crashed straight into the ground.
“You don’t have the right to save anyone,” Wang Wu said mockingly. “I’ve pretty much figured out your strength now.”
Somewhat similar to the Queen, but far weaker, even inferior to itself. Barely enough to suppress this fake.
Wang Wu’s indifferent gaze swept over the unknown Zerg hiding behind.
Wait a little longer.
The gift for the Queen must be the best.