The Moth Demon, under the cover of the Spiked Horned Tyrant Bug, used its agile movements and powerful attacks to deliver fatal blows to the Ironblood Bugman.

Their figures were nimble, moving like ghosts through the Ironblood Bugmen swarm, their blades on their arms glinting with a cold light, each swing bringing forth a spray of blood.

During the battle, a Moth Demon discovered an Iron Blood Bugmen General.

This general was much larger than a regular Ironblood Bugman, with a harder carapace and a massive weapon in his hand, commanding the Ironblood Bugman in resistance.

The Moth Demon showed no fear, quietly approaching the Iron Blood Bugmen General, using the surrounding terrain and the chaos of the Ironblood Bugman as cover.

When close enough to the general, it suddenly attacked, leaping high and flipping in the air, its arms swinging like lightning, its blades directly piercing towards the Iron Blood Bugmen General's neck.

The Iron Blood Bugmen General reacted quickly, immediately using his weapon to block, but the Moth Demon's attack was extremely fierce, its blades still cutting a deep wound into the general's neck, and green blood gushed out.

The Iron Blood Bugmen General roared in anger, swinging his weapon in counterattack, but the Moth Demon flexibly dodged, constantly looking for opportunities to attack again.

It used its speed and agility to weave around the general, causing the general's attacks to miss repeatedly.

Finally, the Moth Demon found a weakness in the general; it leaped again, using all its strength to stab its blades into the general's heart, and the Iron Blood Bugmen General's body stiffened, then slowly fell.

As the battle continued, the Ironblood Bugman's disadvantage became increasingly apparent.

Although their numbers were still vast, under the powerful offensive of the Bug Clan Family, they gradually lost their will to fight.

Even though the Enlarged Ironblood Bugman were powerful, they couldn't unleash their full strength under the containment of Bug Clan powerhouses like Wu Ka and Chronos.

On the battlefield, the bodies of the Ironblood Bugman piled up, their blood forming rivers that flowed over the land that once belonged to them.

Many Ironblood Bugman began to flee in all directions, losing their organization and discipline, completely devoid of their previous ferocity and bravery.

On the other side.

The scarlet clouds twisted and surged in the energy storm, like blood-colored silk wantonly kneaded by an invisible giant hand.

It was also as if millions of vengeful spirits were frantically struggling within the clouds.

The purplish-blue light membrane of the spatial channel boiled violently, its surface surging with eerie dark patterns, faintly revealing a heart-pounding pressure, as if foretelling the arrival of a catastrophe.

The Fifth-Order Flying Thunder Centipede slowly extended its massive head, and the blue and white rings on its back suddenly burst forth with dazzling lightning, like the sun suddenly falling to the earth.

Crack...

Two bolts of lightning chains, as thick as bowls, tore through the air, carrying the scorched smell of sulfur, like two enraged venomous snakes, precisely coiling around two Ironblood Bugman that were fighting to the death with Spiked Horned Tyrant Bug.

The moment they were pierced by the current.

The bugmen's hard carapaces cracked like shattered glass hit by a heavy hammer, with a 'crunch' sound, unleashing spiderweb-like scorch marks.

Green blood instantly vaporized under high temperatures, rising into emerald-colored poisonous mist, wafting across the battlefield, adding a touch of eeriness to this bloody place.

Their twisted limbs, like pottery crushed by an invisible giant hand, fell heavily onto the mountain of corpses.

The already congealed black blood mixed with scorched earth was splashed up by the falling limbs, drawing eerie arcs in the air, and were completely evaporated by the residual heat of the lightning before they even hit the ground.

Only faint scorch marks remained, as if narrating the fragility of life.

The Flying Thunder Centipede's outstretched wings were four hundred meters long, with blood vessel-like patterns covering their translucent membranes.

Each pattern was like a mysterious rune containing endless power, as if it were a spell carved by ancient gods.

With each flap, a faint blue electric light moved like a living thing within the patterns, illuminating its hideous face.

Its massive compound eyes gleamed with cold killing intent.

The hurricane it stirred up, wrapped in electric arcs, swept the bloody smell and gunpowder from the ground into the sky, forming a grayish-green vortex.

At the center of the vortex, shattered carapaces and severed limbs, like debris stirred by an invisible force, spun wildly in the violent airflow, occasionally colliding with ear-piercing metallic scraping sounds, as if the souls of the dead in Hell were wailing.

The Flying Thunder Centipede lowered its head, letting out a deafening roar.

The sound waves transformed into visible ripples, and wherever they reached, dozens of Ironblood Bugman were struck as if by a heavy hammer, their carapaces cracking inch by inch.

Green Serum spewed from the cracks, forming steaming puddles on the scorched earth, and the soil at the edges of the puddles hissed, corroding into black holes.

An nauseating pungent smell emanated, as if the earth itself was groaning in pain for this tragic scene.

Almost at the same moment, Chronos's roar echoed across the battlefield.

This Lizard King activated all his power, and fourteen horns burst forth with dazzling golden light.

Like fourteen holy swords plunged into his skull, sacred and majestic, as if an Incarnation of light had descended upon the battlefield.

He heavily pounded his chest, and the ground, centered around him, cracked open like a spiderweb.

A golden light pillar, a hundred meters in diameter, shot into the sky, instantly engulfing three Enlarged Ironblood Bugman, also known as Iron Blood Male Bugs, who were attempting to flank him.

A bone-grinding sound, sickening to the teeth, came from within the light pillar, like thousands of massive stones grinding against each other, sending shivers down one's spine.

Moments later, three charred remains fell from the sky like rags, crashing at the edge of the fortifications, and the rising black smoke was mixed with unburnt green flesh fragments.

Those fragments of flesh still twitched slightly after landing, emitting a nauseating burnt smell, as if proclaiming their former existence to the world.

Wu Ka's massive body, like a black meteor, crashed into the enemy formation.

Its Cang Hai Power and Spark Origin talent simultaneously erupted, and the Ironblood Bugman within a thousand meters ahead were first submerged by a surging flood, and then countless orange-red molten streams suddenly exploded within the murky water.

In the boiling vortex, carbonized limbs twisted and tumbled like food thrown into a hot oil pan, emitting painful roars.

The Frogman Priest stood on high, waving his rune-covered staff, and dark green poisonous mist swept across the ground like a tide.

Bugmen that came into contact with the poisonous mist instantly had their skin rot, revealing the writhing muscle tissue underneath, and they let out shrill screams, as piercing as fingernails scraping metal.

These bugmen rolled in pain on the ground, leaving long green trails.

The soil at the edges of those trails foamed white, continuously bubbling, as if the earth was trembling for their pain.

In the center of the battlefield, the fierce battle between the Flying Thunder Centipede and several Iron Blood Male Bugs completely tore apart the purplish-black 'clouds' that had risen due to the great war.

It was as if the sky was also angry about this battle.