The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"The King?"

Zhou Lang knelt in the yellow sand, looking up at the armored figure blocking his way.

"The Dragon Kingdom's ruler would actually go to the battlefield personally..."

The Zerg leader's voice came from the depths of the Zerg swarm.

It retracted its scythe-like forelimbs that had landed on Zhou Lang, its body swaying gently in mid-air, its compound eyes scanning the figure that was walking on the swarm of insects.

The next moment, it stared at the group of heavily wounded recruits at Zhou Lang's feet and let out a shrill laugh.

"Hehehe..."

"It really came to me without any effort!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it suddenly raised its other forelimb and waved it at the distant swarm of insects.

"save!!"

"How will you save me...?!"

The recruits, surrounded by the swarm of insects, struggled desperately, their armor being torn apart by the sandworms.

The Zerg leader deliberately did not kill them immediately.

It manipulated the swarm of insects to create a gap, allowing Ye Zhenxuan to clearly see their tragic state.

"Hahaha"

The Zerg leader let out a sharp laugh.

"Stop playing around, guys."

"Kill them!!!"

The wings of countless insects vibrated simultaneously.

The roar drowned out the sandstorm.

Ye Zhenxuan withdrew his gaze from the new recruits.

He didn't speak.

He simply raised the blood-red broadsword in his hand.

The blade sliced ​​through the yellow sand, creating a heavy, whistling sound.

The next moment, Ye Zhenxuan took a step forward.

boom!

The sand dunes beneath our feet exploded.

The Zerg leader's compound eyes suddenly contracted.

The crimson blade was already upon them.

It let out a sharp cry, raised its complete scythe-like forelimb, and held it horizontally in front of its chest.

clang!!!

The blood-red broadsword clashed head-on with the scythe's forelimb.

The sound waves swept away the yellow sand.

The Zerg leader's body was forcibly cleaved back hundreds of meters, smashing through more than a dozen sand worms blocking its path before finally crashing into a sand dune.

Before it could even stand firmly, a crisp crack came from its arm.

Click!

The sickle's forelimb was severed in the middle, and a large amount of green blood gushed from the break.

The Zerg leader looked down at the severed limbs on the ground and paused for a few moments.

It raised its other forelimb and touched its severed wound.

"The strength of a late-stage terrestrial immortal..."

The frivolity in his voice had vanished.

The next moment, it suddenly looked up.

"A terrestrial deity?!"

The Zerg leader's compound eyes lit up, and his voice carried a hint of shock and anger.

It stared intently at Ye Zhenxuan, its remaining scythe-like forelimbs trembling incessantly.

"So what if he's a land-based deity!"

"Men, surround him!"

"Kill those hairless little monkeys too!"

"So what if he's the ruler of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Won't I just have to watch my own people die right before my eyes!"

It let out a sharp screech.

The insect swarm attacked the new recruits again.

Ye Zhenxuan looked down at his palm.

Then, he raised the blood-red broadsword and slashed it across his palm.

The blade sliced ​​through his flesh, and blood dripped down his fingers.

Tick ​​tock!

The first drop of blood fell into the yellow sand.

The next moment, crimson patterns spread out in all directions from him.

The entire sandy surface was covered in blood.

The array patterns passed beneath the feet of the insect swarm, disappeared into the depths of the sand dunes, and finally enveloped the entire battlefield.

The Zerg leader sensed something was wrong and immediately flapped its wings.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him now!"

But it was too late.

Beside each of the new recruits who were still alive, a blood-red figure appeared.

Those blood-red figures, holding long swords, stood quietly beside the soldiers.

The sandworm had barely turned its head when the blade flashed past.

laugh!

One by one, the insect heads shot into the air.

Green blood spilled on the yellow sand.

Dozens of sandworms didn't even get a clear look at their enemy before their bodies split open.

The Zerg leader in the distance let out a sharp hiss.

"What is this thing?!"

next moment.

Twenty-six blood-red figures appeared behind Ye Zhenxuan, standing with their backs to him.

Ye Zhenxuan, wielding a blood-red broadsword, voluntarily walked towards the swarm of insects.

The twenty-six blood-red figures carried the surviving recruits and quickly led them away from the place.

This scene was fully reflected in the sky.

"Ahhh—"

"Stop them!!!"

The Zerg leader let out a sharp roar.

Just then, the space around Ye Zhenxuan distorted slightly.

A young man dressed in a dragon robe emerged from the blood-red light.

The young man raised his head.

Yellow sand filled the field of vision.

The Zerg blotted out the sky.

Twenty-six blood-red figures protected the seriously wounded soldier as they departed.

Ye Zhenxuan stood before the swarm of insects, his blood-red broadsword still dripping with green blood.

Ye Chen looked at the scene before him, his expression gradually becoming complicated.

He recognized him.

This was a hundred years ago, when the four borders were pressing in.

It was also the moment when Grandpa Ye Zhenxuan led his army into battle, and the foundation was damaged.

Ye Chen looked at Ye Zhenxuan beside him and gave a weary laugh.

"Grandpa, you said..."

Everything is preordained.

"The future is destined to fail."

"Then what's the point of us working so hard?"

Ye Zhenxuan turned his head.

His gaze lingered on Ye Chen for a moment.

The young man who suddenly appeared was wearing a dragon robe, holding two long swords, and calling him grandfather.

Ye Zhenxuan did not speak immediately.

He looked at that young face.

His eyes and brows do indeed resemble his younger self.

Ye Zhenxuan quickly accepted everything before him.

He gripped the hilt of the knife and chuckled.

"What's your name?"

Ye Chen opened his mouth.

"Ye... Ye Chen."

"Hmm, not bad."

Ye Zhenxuan looked again at the overwhelming swarm of insects.

"Will they fight?"

Ye Chen looked down at his dragon robe.

He tried to speak several times, but in the end he turned his gaze to the distance.

The twin swords fell into his hands from the void.

"meeting."

"That's fine then."

Ye Zhenxuan raised his blood-red broadsword.

"Follow me."

The Zerg leader heard this from afar and was so angry that he stomped his six legs in the air at the same time.

"you!"

"you!"

"Are you pretending I don't exist?!"

It raised its remaining scythe-like forelimb and swung it wildly at the swarm of insects.

"Men, charge!"

"Tear them apart!"

The Zerg leader hissed.

A swarm of insects, darkening the sky, swept towards the two of them.

Ye Zhenxuan only said one word.

"It's on."

Ye Chen gripped his twin swords tightly, and his lips moved slightly.

He seemed to have something else to say.

But in the end, he just nodded.

"Um."

The swarm of insects converged from all directions.

Ye Zhenxuan and Ye Chen were quickly swallowed up by the swarm of insects.

Several kilometers away, a sphere of insects appeared and continued to grow.

Countless sandworms huddled together, their wings rubbing together in a continuous chorus.

The next moment, a blood-red light shone from inside the insect sphere.

puff!

A sandworm was cut in two.

Then came the second, third, and fourth flashes of light...

The flashing blades grew denser.

The enormous insect ball split open from the inside, and the cracks continued to spread along its shell.

boom!

The insect ball exploded.

Countless sandworm corpses crashed to the ground.

Ye Zhenxuan emerged from the blood mist, his armor bearing several cracks, but he still held the blood-red broadsword firmly in his hand.

On the other side, the swarm of insects that had enveloped Ye Chen had just closed in when it was forced open from the inside by a powerful force.

boom!!!

A massive, blood-red shadow rose up from behind him.

The figure was a hundred feet tall, wielding two swords, with intense blood-red light burning from its chest.

The swarms of insects crashed into the crimson giant, and were all blasted into a bloody mist.

"Transform the Blood-Burning Secret Technique into an external form!"

Ye Zhenxuan looked up at the hundred-foot-tall giant.

His eyes lit up.

"Hahaha……"

"good!"

"Okay, okay!"

Ye Zhenxuan raised his hand and slashed away the swarm of insects rushing towards him; his voice echoed across the battlefield.

"As expected of my grandson!"

Ye Chen bit his lip.

"grandfather……"

Ye Zhenxuan shattered the sand with one step and slapped Ye Chen hard on the shoulder.

"Hey!"

He interrupted Ye Chen.

"Don't talk about whether it's meaningful or not."

Ye Chen was stunned.

Ye Zhenxuan pointed ahead at the ever-growing swarm of insects.

"I see you now."

"Then everything I've done in my generation has already had meaning, hasn't it?"

Ye Chen stood there, stunned.

Ye Zhenxuan did not wait for his reply and raised the blood-red broadsword again.

"Child, you need to broaden your horizons."

"Now that you are the ruler of the Dragon Kingdom, you should know that these things before you are not our true enemies."

"This is a protracted war."

"A battle that requires generations to take its place."

"What day is not darkness before the dawn?"

Ye Chen gripped his twin swords tightly.

"grandfather……"

He wanted to say something more.

But its body has already begun to become transparent.

A force rose from the soles of his feet, carrying him upwards.

Ye Zhenxuan withdrew his hand from Ye Zhenxuan's shoulder.

He didn't look up, but simply waved to Ye Chen.

"child."

You said the future is destined to fail.

"That's just the future for our generation of old guys."

"It's not the future of your younger generation."

Ye Chen's figure grew fainter and fainter.

Ye Zhenxuan's voice continued.

"No, not really..."

"The Future of the Dragon Kingdom"