Zerg in the crystal wall world

Phoenix World.

Ground.

In a small space half submerged in lava.

"No! No, no...please have mercy!" The bald mage screamed and backed away.

But he still couldn't make the attacker relent, and a huge sharp claw wrapped in a golden cloth pinched his head.

The layers of shields were shattered like glass with a click. The bald mage's head is like an egg, with white and yellow fluids forming a pool.

"How many more are there?" the Eagle God blood descendant asked.

The servant behind him responded immediately: "Only twelve are left."

"It's almost over, these mages are really troublesome!" the Eagle God blood descendant said impatiently.

A spellcasting medium made from Titan fragments with extraordinary power over matter. Under a world-destroying attack, it was impossible to protect the entire mage tower, but creating a safe house that was almost isolated from physical attacks was not a problem.

These mages were able to leave safely through astral projection, but the safe house left behind was a breeding ground for insect nests.

At the same time, another descendant of the Eagle God was at the east end of the world, destroying the elemental gate and trying to erase the barrier between the fire elemental world and the material world as much as possible. To extend the time it takes for the world to recover.

These are all necessary finishing tasks after destroying the insect-infested world.

In fact, the reason why the Phoenix World needed the God of Light to activate the buried secrets and delayed it for three days was because they were dragged to a certain insect-infested world to complete the finishing work.

"Let's go to the next place." The bloodline of the Eagle God shook off the brains on his claws.

And just when the summoning ceremony on the desert ark began to draw them back.

The Eagle God's thoughts suddenly came to him: "Is it over?"

The blood descendant of the Eagle God immediately threw away all his impatience, respectfully knelt down in the direction of the sun, and respectfully replied: "Not even close, Lord God."

"too slow."

"Please forgive me, Lord God."

"What's the crime? I won't blame my descendants harshly for a group of insects." The Eagle God said with rare magnanimity, "Be prepared, we will have to deal with these insects for a long time."

"Your wish is what we want all our lives."

The Eagle God did not respond, but complained again in his heart: The Phantom God has delayed for too long...

…………

At this time, the consciousness of the Huanguang God, who was complained by the Eagle God, was descending on the God's Favorite, and came to the Parady World Group, which was hundreds of worlds away.

Heavenly Father’s Kingdom.

meeting room.

"Your Majesty Erwin, has King Fritz not arrived yet?" The Phantom God asked a mixed-race giant with a slightly greasy three-quarter hairstyle.

"Father is busy with everything and can't come at the moment." Alvin, who was more than three meters tall even after the ceremony, was temporarily shrunk and looked down at the one-meter-two-meter-long Illusion Light God's Favorite, with no sign of contempt on his face, "If you If you have something important, tell me the same thing."

The Huanguang God had already expected it, so he didn't wait any longer and mobilized the realm to create projections: "I'm here for them."

It was the Battle of Guiyi, a scene in which a large number of mortal legions were muttering and deformed under Guiyi's broadcast.

The strange and unified low hum combined with the detailed picture makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.

Alvin remained calm, stared at the projection for a moment and then said directly: "With all due respect, this is different from the situation where we collected the insect wave natural disaster."

Because the technology is not in place, the insect swarm is still unable to perfectly control the Integration. At present, the Integration has only expanded to cover the entire spruce world group, and it has not yet been known to everyone.

After Alvin looked at the picture for a while, he shook his head: "As expected of the God of Phantom Light, he even considered the lighting and camera position when taking pictures."

Huan Guangshen screamed in his heart.

Because of his professional habits, he subconsciously paid attention to the lens language and special effects when projecting. But in the eyes of those who know a little bit, these are false evidence.

Huan Guangshen also tried to redeem himself: "I can swear in the name of the stars that the danger actually exists."

"I believe you," Alvin's expression remained unchanged, "but it will take some time until the prophets complete the divination before the war can be restarted."

"It will be too late then," Huan Guangshen said with a helpless look on his face, "We still have a chance to nip the insect tide in the cradle... The insect tide is more dangerous than you think."

"I believe you." As he said this, Alvin remained unmoved.

He was actually a little disdainful. Are the undead dangerous enough? Once a foothold is established in a world, the entire world group will quickly fall under the exponential growth of the dead.

But even if there is a natural disaster of the undead, their expansion can still be curbed as long as they are strictly guarded around the death world group.

Huan Guang Shen retorted: "It's different. The insect tide is good at teleportation, and the method of blocking the undead can't do anything to them."

The Phantom God has the ability to read minds. Alvin's expression changed slightly when he thought of this, and he put away his distracting thoughts: "So we need more detailed intelligence to ensure their blockade."

Just when the two of them were going back and forth and "talking happily".

The door of the living room suddenly opened, and a thunderous voice sounded: "Alvin, you are absent from the banquet again..."

A figure nearly fifteen meters tall appeared at the door.

"Epsilon? Are you here for the insect scourge again?"

As the giant spoke, he knelt down and looked down at Huan Guangshen, the smell of alcohol infiltrating his body.

Huan Guangshen couldn't help but feel his head jump: Is this the so-called "Pepsi-haunted"?

Alvin was not surprised and saluted calmly: "Father."

Yes, this giant is Father God, the most powerful star god in existence.

Huan Guang Shen also followed up: "King Fritz, regarding the natural disaster of insect tide..."

"Those things don't matter," the giant interrupted Huan Guangshen, and said directly with a drunken tone, "Epsilon, become my son, you know that I have always admired you, as long as we become a family, you 's problem is my problem."

Huan Guangshen took a deep breath and almost suppressed his expression.

"King Fritz is joking..."

But Heavenly Father God was more enthusiastic: "I am serious."

In fact, Fritz was not that old, and he had not participated in the original Goblin Forbidden Curse. He was not even half as old as the Phantom God.

But Fritz awakened to the "atavistic bloodline", from memory to personality, which is almost equivalent to the reincarnation of the ancestor giant "Ogmir". The habit of recognizing one's son when there is nothing happened is also born from this, and it is even worse than that of his ancestors. After all, the legendary ancestor giant only recognized giants as his sons, but he was not afraid of meat and vegetables, even dwarfs.

Because of this, he earned the title of "Heavenly Father God". He has no fewer than fifty adopted sons who are at the level of gods under his command, making him the most powerful force among the gods.

Far beyond the "Order" association where the Phantom God is located.

But being a son to someone thousands of years younger than himself was really hard for the older god to accept.

Huan Guangshen couldn't sit still anymore and simply stood up: "Farewell."

The divine descending was lifted.

…………

The Kingdom of Phantom Light.

Huan Guangshen sighed.