The central region of the underground world.
Across the vast, desolate land, the air was thick with a scorching heat.
Groups of magic monsters were fleeing through the rolling mountains.
The crowds were packed tight, and the cries of countless children were exceptionally loud. Soldiers and civilians were mixed together, completely indistinguishable from one another.
Evidently, with the war reaching this stage, some generals among the magic monsters were attempting to exploit a sliver of mercy from the Swarm to earn a chance at survival.
They had soldiers mingle with the commoners, pretending to be ordinary people without any strength to resist, hoping to avoid being killed by the Swarm.
Unfortunately, they soon discovered they were mistaken.
If they were purely civilians with no combat capability, the Swarm might indeed have actively bypassed them.
After all, Xia Jin was no demon. She needed these magic monsters to propagate properly, ideally giving birth to a large number of powerful individuals so they could resist from time to time, giving her a legitimate reason to obtain high-energy crystals.
But now...
These fellows were actually using this method to seek survival?
This was a racial war.
Even if Xia Jin, as the Queen, was very different from the former Overlord, it did not mean she was so easily fooled.
Fine. Since you want to drag others down with you, then they shall be dealt with alongside you.
And so...
Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, the massive tide of refugees was subjected to relentless slaughter.
Many civilians found that as long as a single soldier was mixed into a group, the Swarm defaulted to treating them all as soldiers, slaughtering them all regardless of their strength.
Conversely, if a large group of refugees truly consisted only of civilians and showed no sign of resistance, the Swarm would actively bypass them.
Initially, the naive among the magic monsters were still condemning the Swarm's cruelty.
They completely ignored the fact that they were the ones using civilians as shields.
It wasn't until a battle where a full twenty thousand civilians were killed by the Swarm down to the last person that these magic monsters finally felt the chill of terror.
Indeed, it was impossible for the Zerg to have emotions. They were like machines, rigidly executing orders.
To speak of mercy was to speak of something that did not exist.
After all, the insects did not even pity themselves.
These enemies were beings devoid of emotion, as ruthless to themselves as they were to their foes.
One instance was a siege on a village. The soldiers covering the retreat used a specially constructed wall, standing on high ground in an attempt to halt the Swarm's attack.
In response, a mass of zerglings spontaneously tanked the damage, using their own bodies to build a staircase of flesh so that the following zerglings could charge up.
This spirit of sacrifice sent a shiver through every magic monster.
That morning, the magic monster race began to surrender in batches.
The Magic Monster King was powerless to stop it.
His prestige had become worthless after the accumulation of one defeat after another.
If they continued to resist, they would face the crisis of total extinction.
The Zerg began to round up the surrendered magic monsters and assess their danger levels individually.
Those with strength above Tier 4 were eliminated.
Those below Tier 4 who showed signs of resistance were killed.
The rest were allowed to remain.
This race's hatred for the surface world was intense. Therefore, even those who surrendered at the time might still take up arms later.
As a result, the brain bugs found individuals seeking death every day.
“They could live if they just gave up resisting.”
Watching these scenes, Xia Jin couldn't help but sigh with mixed emotions.
It wasn't that what they were doing was wrong; in fact, the bravery most magic monsters showed for the sake of their race's development was quite admirable.
If this were a human nation, these beings who did not fear death would be true martyrs.
The scoundrels were, after all, a minority.
But...
The gap in strength was too vast.
When resistance could only bring destruction and serve as nourishment for the enemy, such behavior could only be described as a tragedy.
As the war progressed to this point, several resistance armies from the surface world had already combined with the alliance.
Among them was a race that looked somewhat familiar.
The wind wolves.
Yes, standard magic beasts.
Although communication was difficult and they were bullied in various ways on the surface, here in the underground world, everyone had remarkably formed a united front.
The battle had reached a stage where it should have entered a period of stalemate.
But at this moment, the 40,000 Zerg reinforcements sent by Xia Jin arrived.
There were not only zerglings and hydralisks, but also over a hundred roaches and an even larger number of lurkers.
Under a meat-grinder offensive of countless spikes, the hydralisks launched a bone spine bombardment, while the roaches smashed through the magic monsters' defensive lines and entered the city.
Countless Zerg then swarmed inside.
This battle lasted for an entire night.
By the next morning, the city had become deathly silent.
“Damage report, excluding locusts: a total loss of 13,235 zerglings, 231 hydralisks, 12 roaches, and 2 lurkers. One swarm host died after being ambushed by a local powerhouse. The Magic Monster King has given up resistance; he chose to surrender.”
The intelligence appeared in Xia Jin's mind almost instantly.
“The Magic Monster King, huh.” Xia Jin thought of his two daughters.
“The opponent's strength is as high as Tier 9, far exceeding the second strongest among the magic monsters. To avoid excessive losses, I accepted the surrender,” Brain Bug No. 1 stated.
“Yes, Tier 9 is indeed quite absurd.”
No wonder this guy could unify the entire Magic Monster Dynasty single-handedly.
In fact, for a long time, the strongest magic monsters were only Tier 7, with a Tier 8 only being born once every few decades or centuries.
The Magic Monster King could be called a legend of this era.
At this moment, Xia Jin's projection sat in her seat and soon saw the Magic Monster King walking over with a calm expression.
This fellow was not stupid. Although he sensed that the leader opposite him was only Tier 5, he did not launch a surprise attack.
Daring to meet directly meant she certainly had something to rely on.
Furthermore, having fought to this extent, the Zerg's strength was already very apparent. His own individual struggle would only drag his entire race into hell.
However, as he saw this incredibly beautiful silver-haired girl sitting there, and then saw his two daughters standing beside her, his expression became dazed.
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