Landing on an equally cold planet from the icy universe, the "Lord" slowly stopped on the heavy fungus carpet.

The soft and heavy fungus blanket made the "lord" rarely relax.

Beneath its body, the short, varied tentacles that floated were already connected to the fungus blanket.

It encompasses almost the entire surface of the planet, with more than a dozen blood pools in different areas.

As the powerful energy quickly poured into the "Lord's" body along the connection between the fungus blanket and the tentacles, it couldn't help but let out a pleasant moan.

"I won't be able to hold on for long."

"I don't know what has changed in the past few days, and the number of origin organisms is doubling every day."

"If it weren't for the urgent mobilization of sixteen tunnel worms to open the wormhole and send more bugs from other areas, my side might have been defeated a few days ago."

Comfortably replenishing his energy, a message suddenly appeared in the "lord's" mind.

It is clear who this information comes from, even if all the "lords" are called "lords", but they can clearly distinguish each other.

"It's pretty much the same on my side."

"If I didn't know that the situation on your side was also very bad, I would have asked you for help."

"The number of origin creatures has already suppressed us, if it weren't for the fact that they bloomed on all sides and seemed to want to fight steadily, if they concentrated all their forces, no matter which direction they broke through, I don't think we would be able to stop us."

"In just over a month, I have built one hundred and sixty brood stars."

"On each brood star, there are several to dozens of female worms that are constantly multiplying."

"But to this day, I only have thirty-six brood stars left."

"Behind the starfield we guard, more broods are still being built."

"But what's the point, sooner or later we'll have to retreat."

"If we don't have a new type of bug that is better targeted at them, we're going to fail."

While rapidly replenishing his energy, the "lord" responded with a little tiredness.

"Have you been in contact with it?"

"It's the only lord among us who has recently come into contact with Lord Abbather, has it told you anything?"

Half an hour later, another piece of information came to its mind.

"Nope."

"I've tried to contact it, it's about the situation, and it's going to respond somewhat."

"But superfluous, it didn't say a word."

Feeling that the energy was almost restored, the "Lord" replied slowly.

"I wonder if the Juggernaut knows about this?"

After a long silence, information from the distant star field reappeared in the mind of the "lord".

"If you knew, would you tell the Juggernaut?"

"Of course, I'll tell the Juggernaut."

"Then why do you suspect that Abbathhar would hide the master? We can't go against any consciousness of the Lord, and so is Abbathhar, how could it not be told to the Lord about such an important matter. ”

This is the end of the short exchange.

When the "Lord" was completely filled with energy, when it began to slowly fly away from the fungus carpet and away from the planet, the rare relaxation was over, and with a sigh in its heart, it flew into the "wormhole" not far away.

Just now, this planet is just a transit station in the star field it is responsible for.

On one side is the battlefield, where fierce wars are raging in three galaxies at the same time.

On one side is the rear, where a large number of miners constantly provide energy for a large number of broods, and the tireless mothers are reproducing more bugs all the time.

The "lord" who did not stop and did not shirk his duty plunged headlong into the "wormhole".

After a brief sense of time and space confusion, and then reappeared in that chaotic star field, the "lord" was overshadowed by the insect tide that had just emerged through another "wormhole".

There was no need for the orders of the "lord" at all, and more than billions of bugs quickly rushed forward and rushed into the galaxy.

It didn't keep up, because the "lord" didn't need to be close to the galaxy to see everything there through the eyes of other bugs.

In the midst of a vast galaxy, there is chaos.

In the dark and cold universe, on different planets, the insect tide and the original creatures are completely chaotic.

It's just that, just like when I saw the battle between the bug and the origin creature for the first time, seeing all this at this time, the "lord's" heart was full of grievances.

The invincible "Bug Tide Tactics", no civilization is not an invincible "Zerg", but in this war that has lasted for several years, it has been completely suppressed and fought.

The perspective switches to a planet, and the "Lord" looks sadly at a fierce battle that is taking place there.

There are at least tens of millions of "jumping bugs" and "cockroaches" on that dead gray planet, and these low-level bugs, they are not here to fight the origin creatures on the battlefield at all, but only consumables.

In front of them, in the sky above them, irregular shadows appeared with the vibration of the void.

It is not a "wormhole" transmission, nor is it a form of spatial transition.

Just through the impact of the concussion generated by the energy explosion on the space, the origin creature was able to achieve a strange teleportation, thus directly skimming the distant void.

Of course, there is no way to compare this kind of movement with spatial transitions and "wormhole" transmissions.

Going from one star system to another takes a long time for the Origin Organism to complete.

This "long time" is also relative to the instantaneous "wormhole" transmission of the "Zerg", which in fact is not much slower than the continuous spatial transition that moves.

And all the "lords" know very well that if the origin creatures have the same "wormhole" technology as them, they are afraid that they have already hit the dark zone and hit the mother planet where the "Zerg" was born, the planet "Xenomorph".

Emerging from the concussions of the void, the clumps of Origin Creatures scattered.

They have been determined to exist as energy bodies, but what they show in the void space is only a faint irregular, different phantom.

There was not a single pause, not even the vibrations of the void had yet calmed down, and countless and countless Origin Creatures had poured into the insect tide.

One by one, the insects stiffened after the original creatures swept away.

Even if it was just a close pass, the instinctive energy impact of the origin creature ignored the bone armor and shell of the insects, and raged after invading their bodies.

Therefore, in the back of the origin creatures, all the insects still maintain their intact bodies and the movements of the previous second, but the insects in their bodies that have been shattered by the impact of energy have lost the breath of life.