My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1503. The Dead and Victory
Lin's father was besieged and died.

When its elytra were destroyed by the space-destroying shuttle shot by Big Potato and it was smashed back to the bottom of Hive Zero in a mess, a miserable death became an inevitable ending.

There was no way the five thousand highly motivated Gray Expeditionary Force would allow it to escape or survive, and the tunnels leading to various areas of the hive had been blocked by NPCs. The psionicist and Old Tristana worked together to block the space system, turning it into a cruel octagonal cage where only one side could survive.

All the insects in the gray desert heard the whimper of Scale Father before his death. They tried their best to rush into the battle zone, which caused great trouble to the Kalem Western Border Legion on the surface. But after losing almost all of the Terracotta Guards and a small half of the Dragon Guards, these brave warriors still held the line of defense under the pressure of the three Golden Gods who were firing at full power.

The warriors from the Far East bought the players enough time to deal with the half-crippled Scale Father, but rather than saying that this "quasi-god" was killed by the players, it would be more accurate to say that it died from its own genetic conflict.

Nine consecutive evolutions under pressure made the gene bombs released by the entomologists achieve perfect effects. Those destructive targeted genes destroyed a small half of Scale Father's super-complex genetic system at the last moment, causing it to evolve uncontrollably for the tenth time when it was besieged and dying.

However, this evolution was a complete tragedy.

In the players' full-fire campaign, Scale Father almost completed his molting just on the brink of being killed, but the tenth form born from the body of the flying dragon king worm was not even in shape!
It was more like a poor chef who put all the ingredients he could find together and cooked them in a pot, and even excessively sprinkled too much shit-yellow masala into it. The direct consequence was that Scale Father's final form became an absolute freak.

The elite insect's head, the dragon beetle's body, the flying dragon insect's elytra are incomplete, and the worker insect's claws, which have almost no attack power, and the larvae's mouthparts for sucking fungal mats, all highlight the disharmony.

Its six legs even come from completely different types of bugs, making it difficult for Scalefather's last evolved form to even walk normally.

Its overly fragile mouthparts meant it couldn't even eat its own remains to restore health immediately after birth. Unable to swallow or tear apart food, it could only stay beside its own remains, limping and staggering, trying to avoid the players' fatal attacks.

Its clumsy posture doesn't look like that of an evolved god at all.

Not to mention the players, even the Lord of Immortality who had been hiding behind the scenes observing all this could not stand this scene.

It doesn't need such a "waste" that becomes weaker and weaker as it is beaten to become its servant evil god!

Although if it lends a helping hand, Scale Father might be able to recover to his perfect form after a long period of "detoxification", however, this failure has proved that uncontrolled evolution is by no means the right path to power.

Not to mention that the Order camp clearly has weapons to counter this rapid evolution, which means that Scale Father’s greatest reliance has become invalid.

As Hades is eyeing to retake the throne of the Lord of the Swarm, Scale Father no longer has any strategic value.

However, as the most "humane" ancient existence in the shadow of chaos, the Lord of Longevity, when he withdrew his gaze, threw a ball of highly concentrated chaos filth on the passively beaten Scale Father. This was the last mercy it gave to the loser. After being hit by the chaos filth, Scale Father, who was completely unable to fight back, let out the most terrifying insect cry since the war began.

The "Truth" from the depths of the Lightless Sea began to change its form the moment it came into contact with the object. This was by no means an evolution but a kind of degeneration and mutation.

Its flesh and blood is expanding, like a balloon that is continuously pumped with air, and will turn into an enormous chaos egg. This means that Scale Father will meet his end in the form of a near-godlike chaos creature.

But is this what it wants?

of course not!
It struggled to insert its sharp insect limbs into its own body. Such a crazy act of self-mutilation made the group of ferocious players around it look at each other in confusion, but soon someone reacted.

"Quick! DPS as much as possible! Don't let it enter the Chaos State, the BOSS is going berserk."

The giant shark rushed forward with an axe in hand, and the players followed closely behind it. The Sentinel Warriors who had been watching the battle from the sidelines also rushed into the battlefield. With concerted efforts, they finally destroyed the Chaos Egg before Scale Father's transformation was completed. Mosna then used a high-energy flamethrower with a purification core to completely burn the Swarm Lord, who had melted in the chaos energy.

In its final wail, Xiao Fu Ge, the summoner, even heard a hint of relief.

At this point, Linfu's crusade was truly over.

However, players soon discovered that the rewards given by this guy were "stingy".

They surrounded the remains of the ninth form of Scale Father, trying to touch it, but each of them could only touch sticky weird flesh and blood. The player UI told them that this thing was worth 35 biomass, which then ignited the players' anger.

What do you mean!
We defeated an evil god! You only give us 35 biomass? How dare you?
The most important thing is that the players' alien entities are now "rented". If they want to keep them for a long time, they must send enough biomass back to the Life Greenhouse for replenishment before the end of the six-hour experience period. In other words, each person has to submit at least 500 pieces of biomass. Lin Fu only gave 35, which is really unbearable.

But think about it carefully, there are 35 Gray Expeditionary Force soldiers here, each of them has biomass. When combined, the remaining vitality of this guy is really terrifying.

And it is not objective to say that Lin Fu has no drops.

Although the ninth form is the product of a failed evolution, these faded insect limbs, armor and eyes are all truly "god-level materials". Even though they are definitely not enough for five thousand people, you all have alien entities and have received clearance rewards in advance, so what else do you want?

"Go, go, go! Go kill the bugs outside!"

The giant shark picked up his axe and shouted to the players who were taking a break:
"Spend a few hours to collect the biomass, and then I'll take you to Deep Shadow City to have a look! I'm not bragging, my wife is an all-powerful person there, you can play whatever you want! We won a great victory today, the locust plague is over, and the Order camp won a great victory. Such a good thing naturally needs rewards! So I, Mr. Shark, will pay for all the consumption in the 'House of Shadows' tavern in Deep Shadow City tonight!

Let’s have fun together.”

"it is good!!!"

Brother Wumiao was the first to jump up, gave the giant shark a thumbs up and shouted:

"You are such a brother! I was just worried about not being able to find a way to go out and play. Now that you are leading the way, everything will be easy. Let's go! Kill the bugs and create biomass!"

"Let's go!"

The guys in the Big Bird Group were all very excited, and Yan Sang turned on his power armor to full power.

Damn it, I didn’t see him so excited even when I beat Lin’s father just now.

But before Yan Sang could catch up, Sister Qingchun's voice rang out from the communication system of the power armor. In the reduced form of the holographic projection, she stared at Yan Sang fiercely and screamed:

"What are you going to do? Tell me clearly!"

"Uh"

Yan Sang unfolded the helmet of his power armor and said with an embarrassed look:
"Men go out for social events, isn't it for our business in Transia? Aren't you planning to open a flight school in Transia in the future? I'll try to find a way in advance, how can you, a woman, not even understand this!"

"Okay, then let my good friend Lumina go with you? She also wants to see how you guys discuss business outside."

Qingchun's eyes rolled and she became like a little bird again. Before Yansang could answer, the other members of the Big Bird Group immediately coughed and turned back. Wumiao said something serious, and walked up to him like an elder brother, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Well, Yansang, you can play by yourself. We won't play together. You have a family now, so you must be more serious in the future, okay?"

"Fuck, you guys are fucking idiots."

Yan Sang suddenly felt like crying but couldn't. He turned around and stared at Lumina who was hiding behind Madam Shui in the crowd. It must be this guy who tipped off the person. But before he could open his mouth to blame her, Madam Shui glared back at him with a cold look.

Forget it, I’m in the wrong in this matter and I won’t argue with the girls.

However, the actions of Brother Wu Miao and Giant Shark did remind the single young players. Those who keep themselves clean are naturally not interested, but now they are playing an alien game, it would be a pity not to experience the local customs. Besides, everyone knows the purpose of working hard to unlock alien entities.

Soon, most of the players who had gathered in front of the BOSS's corpse dispersed, and now the insects in the nest, which had gone berserk because of the death of Scale Father, were in trouble.

The urgent biomass demand of 5,000 people is enough for the players to plow this broken hive from beginning to end within six hours. "Hey, where are the people?"

Happy Stick asked in surprise. He had just led his brothers from the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry to venture into the ruins of Scale Father and took out various usable materials. But when they came out, they saw that there were less than two thousand players left in the battlefield. Where did all the others go?

But this question is destined to not require an exact answer.

Because the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry brothers quickly said goodbye to Brother Bang with a smile, and ran to kill insects and collect biomass. In the end, only a group of family people were left there who were not in a hurry to recycle the biomass.

"This is really weird. This is the first time I've seen someone not want to drop items after defeating a boss."

Big Potato Ashina looked at the pile of BOSS materials that were arranged in different categories in front of her, and she complained:
"So what do we do now? Do we divide these things?"

"There is no manufacturer among the players who can handle such high-level materials."

Madam Shui looked at the glimmering materials in front of her and said with regret:
“After we get them, we still have to find NPC masters to make them, so what I mean is, we should hand them over to the Transian People’s Army and let the officials make a batch of equipment, and then distribute them to everyone.

This way, the troublesome equipment distribution will not be a problem for us."

"Yeah, I think it works."

Read more latest popular novels at 6.9*shuba!

Happy Stick nodded, took out his pocket watch to check the time, and then said to the others:

"Well, brothers, please stay here for now. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Eh heh heh!"

Da Ashina said in surprise:
"Uncle Bang, aren't you going to collect biomass? Your entity can only last for six hours."

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be prepared in advance?"

Happy Stick took out a jar full of green biomass from his psychic bag with a proud expression and said:

"I've been ready for a few days. Now I just need to go to the Greenhouse of Life to hand in a mission. I'm going back to Transia. Don't look at me like that, everyone. I really need to go back to see Melia. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. We have feelings for each other. I'm not like Wu Miao who wants something to happen with every beautiful girl he meets.

I’m past that age of restlessness.”

"Ah, enough of the sour smell of middle-aged love!"

Ashina put her hands on her hips and said:

"You should go meet your lover as soon as possible. Now that Lin's father is dead, the internal testing phase is theoretically entering its final stages. You never know when the server will be shut down for updates."

"Well, then help me complete the task."

Happy Stick handed the biomass jar in his hand to Xiao Ashina, and stuffed a bag of gold coins into her hand as "errand fee". After that, Brother Bang performed a vampire etiquette to everyone, then turned and left the bumpy and incomplete battlefield.

Mrs. Shui held Brother Huozi's wrist, and the couple whispered something, which made Brother Huozi look hesitant and eager to try.

Just when everyone was about to "divide their luggage and disband", Yan Sang came over with a complicated expression and said to the others:

"My sister told me that the fight in Abyss City was terrible, and only one in ten players there survived. Although the Zerg swarm has receded, the bad news is... Do you remember that crazy but super powerful Landless King?
he died!
Died at the end of the battle, perished together with four mad dragon beetles."

"what?"
-
"Uh, cough, cough, I'm going to die. Ah, I'm finally going to die."

A weak voice echoed in the devastated battlefield on the first floor of the Abyss City. In the center of the four Zerg Lords who were smashed to death by the erupting rocks, the hideous corpses were almost mixed with the blood-stained rocks, forming a particularly strange but meaningful war sculpture.

The power of Gaia, stained with insect blood, was embedded firmly into the hard bones of the dragon beetle at an oblique angle, just like when it landed on the Hungry Plains.

On the cracked ground next to the warhammer, the mad Landless King leaned against an ice crystal, his hair disheveled. He coughed up blood and said to the sad-looking Silver Dwarf High Lord Ovgar in front of him:
"We won, so... stop acting like a dead horse. You should give me a drink, old man."

"Don't learn to swear like those foreigners, it's stupid."

Leaning on his cane with a faith incense burner hanging on it, Ofug took out the small wine flask he carried with him, unscrewed the lid and handed it to the Landless King in front of him. However, the latter's arms were broken and he could not drink the wine at all, so Ofug had to feed him.

The sweet honey wine went down King Wudi's throat, making his face turn a little redder.

He coughed and looked at the battlefield which had quieted down around him and the Dwarven faithful soldiers who had crawled out of the pile of dead bodies and gathered around him. He saw his followers kneeling on the ground to see him off, as well as the foreigners who had come with the dwarves.

Without these brave guys, Abyss City would never have been able to hold out until the end of the war relying only on the dwarves. However, they also showed respect at this time, and used their own etiquette to bid farewell to the Landless King in silence.

"This city. We lived up to it."

King Wudi drank the wine in big gulps. He said in a resonant voice:

"We shed our blood for this city, we answered its call, and it will accept us homeless people, brass dwarves, and this will be our new home from now on.

We must protect it, just like this war.

We must respect it and not let the past repeat itself.

Mother Gaia has accepted us back and we have completed the path of atonement, but this is only the beginning.
Keep going, kids. My journey ends here. You have to rely on yourself from now on.

An unwilling ghost finally rests. It's time to return to my hell. Ah, Gaia. I will dedicate everything to you, just to ask you to look at us again. Ah, the heart of the mountains and rivers is shining on the way forward. Thank you, Mother Goddess."

He whimpered, swallowed the last sip of mead, lowered his head and died.

"Wherever you are, my brother, Mother Gaia will watch over you."

Ofgar stepped forward to perform a final mass for the Landless King, while Lord Balder, who was already crying like an idiot, took out the dwarves' traditional funeral jars.

At the invitation of the Supreme Lord, the surviving Goji Brother, Che Che Sister and Yao Gui, as representatives of the players, personally held torches and set the body of the Landless King on fire. When the flames touched the dead dwarf, they burned rapidly, as if it was not a body of flesh and blood but some strange material used to temporarily shape life.

Perhaps he really had died in the disaster a long time ago, or perhaps he was just a guilt-ridden ghost who was temporarily staying in the material world with the help of some force until his last wish was fulfilled.

His people found a new home, and he won his last war for them.

Amid the roaring flames, the weeping and shouting of the dwarves, the players' prayers of "Amitabha", and the requiems whispered by the goatmen, this tired soul rested in the flames.

(End of this chapter)