Chapter 1287: Alien Species World

Capital Military Region, deep in the dark underground city, a large number of soldiers silently face a bronze giant door stretching a kilometer long.

Even in the vast underground space, soldiers with stiff expressions occasionally drag away headshot corpses from around them, yet it does not affect the fervor in their eyes at all.

At the very front of the formation, three top commanders in olive-green uniforms wearing shining generals' stars are likewise excitedly looking at the gate before them.

"It's open.."

"The door is about to open!!"

"It has trapped us, sealed the passage between two worlds, and is finally about to open!!"

Their eyes brim with fervor, or perhaps with hot-blooded passion.

In their extreme excitement, the three seem unable to control their forms, as white snake heads pop out from their scalps with a puff, taking on an extremely deformed, bone‑snake‑like shape that coils atop their heads.

Blood and the fluid from torn skin slowly drip from the snake heads, and the golden vertical pupils within are filled with madness and desire.

When the bronze door finally opens, their race and their civilization will usher in a rebirth!

Their descendants, their people, will forever escape that endless hell!!

"Huu--huh"

The wild wind howls.

Through the bronze giant door already opened half a head's width, gusts of black mist reeking of sulfur and decay howl out.

Whenever this black mist blows over the hard alloy ground, it corrodes like acid, leaving scars on the metal surface. If a tank were blocked in front of the door, it would likely be corroded into metal scraps within minutes. If it is an Awakened One, corrosion would start from the eyeballs, eventually leaving no bone at all.

They did not dodge, nor raise their hands to shield their heads.

The three Alien Species standing before the door merely wore an indescribable expression, letting the decaying wind carry away their flesh.

"We will no longer stay there...."

"We have finally escaped..."

Lifting their heads, the Alien Species at the very front trembles, slowly opens their arms, and lets out a moan in a devout, prayer‑like posture.

Even though this black wind is harming him, at this moment he no longer cares.

He is all too familiar with this "wind" capable of dissolving ordinary human bones.

That is the air of their world.

It is a lethal gas of super‑high concentration hydrogen sulfide mixed with strong acid, enough to corrode every Alien Species straight to bone from the moment of birth.

There is no life to speak of, no mountains, rivers, or lands of Earth.

Behind that door lie only endless undead and calamity. An atmosphere with wind speeds up to seven hundred kilometers per second can shred any non‑metal structure. Under more than thirty times Earth's atmospheric pressure, the sky there is a reddish‑brown metallic pus. The incessant, high‑concentration metallic acid rain each day is their sole source of water to quench thirst.

That is a world like a sulfuric sea of fire, like hell itself.

Gazing at that reddish‑brown world beyond the door, every Alien Species harbors hatred and a morbid reluctance.

Yes, from the moment they planned to open it, their entire civilization and race will completely escape from there.

The first batch of Alien Species forcibly descended upon this world in a parasitic manner, evading the system's pursuit. The second and third batches combined with humans, giving birth to the next generation of flesh‑and‑blood Alien Species. After three generations, they will be able to accomplish this Epic‑Tier escape!

Suppressing the excitement in their hearts, the leading Alien Species slowly speaks, retracting their outstretched arms.

"How is the occupation situation.."

"Have all the Awakened Ones in the capital been captured?"

His voice hoarse, he asks in a deep tone.

If Zhang Yong were here, he would surely recognize at a glance whose body the speaking Alien Species occupies.

They are the Wu brothers, famed as the new generation of powerhouses in the capital.

"Lord Qingya, according to statistics, seventy‑three percent of the Awakened Ones have been captured; they are now being forcibly controlled to sleep, awaiting use as incubators."

"Good, what about the high‑rank carriers?"

"High‑rank carriers..."

Facing one of the two brothers, the other Alien Species, as an individual, slowly retracts its head back into the carrier's body.

"High‑rank carriers, the losses are great..."

"Our plan was launched too hastily; many reserve high‑level personnel could only be killed outright."

"Moreover, some people have escaped..."

Their eyes flashed with a hint of anger.

Even without stating the reason, the three Alien Species understand why this happened.

Lin An!

Damn Lin An!

If it weren't for Lin An suddenly exposing them and forcing them to hastily launch the plan, they could have descended in one go with over twenty Fourth‑Stage beings! Over a hundred thousand Third‑Stage!

By then, there would be no need to deal with those few Mutants; they could directly swallow the continent beneath them and then seize the whole world at the fastest speed!

But now...

"Someone escaped out?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"Some ants are utterly unworthy of attention. If they want to seek outside help, let them go. Even deliberately let them go."

Their expression was indifferent.

As they spoke, Wu Yong gave a fierce grin; the snake heads and his true form smiled together, inevitably looking somewhat horrifying.

"That group of Mutants violated the agreement; they wanted to trap us and then use this place's lure to devour humans. Since that's the case, we have no need to compromise!"

"Release a batch of people, let them go! Let them carry inactive embryos when they flee!"

"If we encounter... an accident..."

"Then just treat them as seeds."

Hearing Wu Yong's words, which seemed somewhat lacking in confidence, one of the Alien Species stared at him in astonishment, as if not allowing him to utter any failure.

Shut up!

How could we possibly encounter a problem!

As long as we kill Lin An, humanity without the perfected ones simply cannot resist us!

Facing his companions' anger, Wu Yong silently turned his body and looked toward the south.

Yes, theoretically that is indeed the case.

At present, the only thing that can threaten them is Lin An. Perhaps also that batch of remnants who have already lost civilization, hiding like dirty rats.

That group of brain-dead trash is not worth worrying about.

As long as Lin An dies, this world will no longer be able to give birth to perfected ones.

With global average strength not even reaching First Level, relying on the remaining Third Level? Any single Fourth Stage Alien Species could slaughter them!

To be honest, under the circumstances where Lin An is unaware, inside the Alien Species, they have actually been deliberately tolerating his growth until now.

A perfected one is like having sucked dry the world's fruit; either it bursts forth with the last light of hope, or like a bloodsucking worm, it drains the entirety of civilization's potential and then dies.

Lin An's existence has greatly accelerated the Apocalypse process, causing their emergence speed to be much faster than originally anticipated.

Furthermore, Lin An, who has concentrated the world's top resources, has in a sense severely hindered the growth of other Awakened Ones.

Just as the Corpse Emperor once mocked.

A powerful ant that has eaten all the sugar cubes is much easier to kill than a hiding ant colony...

"How much power can we mobilize now?"

Turning around, Wu Yong spoke again, the killing intent in his eyes unhidden.

The Doomsday System will not detect them for now; they have enough time to develop, to hold on until the Sovereign's promotion. After all, this world's Apocalypse difficulty is too low, so low that they need not worry at all.

After a moment of silence, a solitary existing Alien Species spoke in a low voice:

"Third Level carriers, seven hundred forty-four units, among which usable, capable of forcibly erupting Third Level advanced power... seventy-one!"

"Third Level peak, nine people!"

"Fourth Stage.... four people!"

"If we wait another month, this number could still double!"

"My suggestion is, in one month, we will directly mobilize a thousand Third Level, eight Fourth Stage, and cooperate with Suo Lun Overlord to act!"

Listening to the given information, Wu Yong stared straight at the bronze door, as if seeing something trying to crawl out from inside.

"No need to wait."

"Let's start tomorrow!"

"Four Fourth Stage, enough!"

"Dragging on further is also meaningless!"