"First echelon, forward."

The gatherers at the front of the flood tide moved forward in unison, and together they formed a very long horizontal line, slowly advancing as the forward.

They keep their eyes open as wide as they can, their nerves highly sensitive to their surroundings, as if something extremely dangerous exists.

However, what is strange is that the surrounding terrain can be described as almost flat, and there is no shelter, even in the highest places, the difference between the high point and the low point is not more than half a meter.

Suddenly, there was another sound of breaking the air, but it was different from the previous one, the sound came and went, the rhythm was continuous and compact, and the sand on the ground was stirred up by small objects moving at high speed.

In an instant, the forerunner was dead, the corpse resembling a sieve, a hole the size of a bowl that made the corpse look like tattered linen.

Even those who survive will not survive for long.

"Second echelon, forward."

The tragic destruction of the first echelon has not been able to spur the gatherers, and in the years since Hogu left, they have already launched countless flood counterattacks like the current one, and countless individuals have died.

However, each time it stopped at the current position of the flood tide, and countless forced charges were only exchanged for one defeat after another.

Another group of collectors were pierced and destroyed by high-speed objects, but as the collectors who commanded the flood this time, they felt extremely disappointed.

"Not this kind of attack......"

"Why doesn't the enemy use that kind of attack yet?"

"Could it be that ... The enemy has already seen our actions and is deliberately hiding? ”

Death is not terrible, and after experiencing that great change of 'selfishness' and making 'loyalty' clear, no gatherer will be afraid of death.

However, senseless death is still difficult for the vast majority of gatherers to accept.

In the flat Death Jedi within the cordon, it would be a luxury to return to the Race with nutrients once they died, because the Race had no ability to recover the corpses.

"Maybe it's because there are so few individuals entering."

"Sustainability... Are you telling us to move on collectively? ”

"Don't forget your main task this time, if this counterattack fails, then hand it over to the next counterattack, but you have to solve the problem this time, even if you sacrifice everything."

"We've been humiliated by the enemy long enough."

"Understood."

With an order from the life field, the gathered gatherers who had stopped burst out and marched forward bravely.

The attack that had previously wiped out two groups of gatherers reappeared, and in an instant, the first rows of gatherers were beaten into a sieve, and the gatherers in the back row were incapacitated.

This attack brought a large number of casualties to the entire flood tide, and the gatherers were torn apart in minutes, but this kind of thing could not scare them, and the flood still showed a tendency to advance.

With this momentum, the flood tide quickly rushed to the extent near the bottom of the megastructure that led to the fugitive layer.

The gatherers saw the metal towers that towered around the base of the monostructure, long strips of metal pouring down on them with a dazzling glow of fire.

That was the source of the attack that had eliminated the two groups of gatherers before.

Seeing these towers, the commander of the flood tide was furious, it was these enemies who let its two attempts come in vain, and let the precious lives of the charging people waste their precious lives in vain.

Although they are metallic bodies, they are animate, and even if they are beyond the common sense of the gatherers, they are still considered 'enemies' by the gatherers.

"Destroy them!"

The tower glows metallicly in the sunlight and gives it a 'very solid' feel from its exterior alone.

However, this thing only lasted less than five minutes in front of the monomolecular blades of countless gatherers, and the metal towers that surrounded the feet of the giant structure were cleared and collapsed, and a large number of sparkling metal wires were exposed to the air.

The pace of progress does not stop.

When stepping onto the slope of the monostructure, all the gatherers of the flood tide were excited, this was the deepest advance in their tens of thousands of counterattacks, and the enemy seemed to be like an addict without drugs, weak and weak.

This was a good opportunity, and the commander of the flood tide lost his usual calm.

"Go! Reclaim the lost ground! Kill all the invaders! ”

"Kill all the invaders!"

Tens of thousands of gatherers climbed the slopes of the megastructure one after another, and the question of whether they could survive in the fugitive layer was not on their radar.

Success was at hand, and there was almost nothing on the slope except for the thin ice that appeared at low temperatures, no metal towers, no explosions everywhere, and no flames that would burst out.

However, the dominant power of this war script is not on the gatherer's side......

More than a dozen strange metal bodies suddenly appeared under the thin ice, and they moved super quickly, netting the gatherers in the front row of the flood tide in the blink of an eye, and quickly folding into a spherical cage.

Before the collectors in the cage could struggle, the cage emitted enough electricity to stun them.

After completing a series of actions, the red light on the spherical cage turns green, and then it rolls upwards in a completely anti-Newtonian manner, and the speed has to be described as lightning.

The whole process happened and ended so suddenly, not even a few seconds later, that it didn't react until the spherical cage figures were only a little bit left.

"Damned enemy! You're dead! ”

"Rush! Kill them! ”

It was a provocation from the enemy, and it seemed to the gatherers that they climbed a little faster, as if a group of hungry ghosts had smelled a delicacy.

Completely abrupt, an undetectable fluctuation appeared, and when the gatherers realized it, almost half of the gatherers felt the fluctuation.

Soon, the fluctuations radiated to the entire flood of gatherers.

Each gatherer has a tremor inside their body, and this tremor is not pleasant to them, and they can feel the cells of their whole body warning them - escape! Run! Get out of here! The farther away the better!

But they couldn't move, and all the gatherers were like they had a high fever at the same time, and they collapsed directly, and none of them were spared.

"It's coming, it's finally here."

The commander of the flood tide was also affected by the fluctuations, and it knew that it would not live long, just like those previous counter-offends, and in the face of such a completely unreasonable force, the numerical superiority was simply a joke.

The Flood Commander delivers his own feelings and that of the entire cluster of gatherers directly into the Life Field channel.

This is the real purpose of this attack, and it is just a cover to consume so many of your kind.

"Perpetual, this time you must uncover the true face of this attack, or I won't forgive you......"

Before the message could be delivered, the Flood Commander burst open, as did the other gatherers, and one by one the flesh and blood flowers bloomed, completely dyeing a quarter of the bevel of the giant structure into another color.