Chapter 1348

Boom boom boom! Boom!

Under the violent sonic boom, the extreme speed compressed the external air into a wall as solid as substance.

But under the terrifying power of Dominion-level beings, each mid-tier Fourth Stage Alien Species was like a burning meteor, violently sweeping across the land.

At a speed so fast it exceeded the limit of object movement within the atmosphere, twenty storms spreading like radiation instantly formed behind it.

Three in a group, the unrestrained pressure they released was like a domain, crushing the earth.

Just flying high in the sky, these incomparable pressures were like missile bombardment, crushing the buildings along the way.

When rushing over the Corpse Horde, the masses of dazed, howling zombies were also ground into flesh paste under that terrifying pressure, with a bang they were pressed into the ground in patches.

And at the high-altitude point targeting the southwest, the Alien Species King accompanied by two Kings and six Dominion-level Alien Species was like a sword cleaving heaven and earth, crossing the sky at a hundred times the speed of sound.

The speed was so fast that it exceeded the range of naked-eye observation.

At speeds exceeding the third cosmic velocity, the sky seemed to ignite, and as it passed, vacuum-like explosions would suddenly erupt.

If such speed were flown close to the ground, it could create a death storm capable of destroying all surface life.

Theoretically, relying solely on the destructive power of its physical flight, an Alien Species King whose strength had reached the peak of the Fourth Stage could circle the Earth in 19 minutes and 44 seconds, crushing all humanity.

"King!"

"Within about half an hour, all Overlords can descend to the core of these insects' war zone!"

"Our goal is to kill all those suspected of possessing cards, right?!"

Via mental transmission, the three Dominion-level Alien Species rushing toward South America repeated the question, while at the same time, it seemed they had just flown over a human gathering beneath them.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Listening to the pleasant sounds of flesh exploding, among the three alien species, one Dominion-level Alien Species even intentionally slowed its speed, as if grinding an ant, just to glance at the beautiful scene it had created.

"Truly... fragile insects..."

In its eyes, it had merely lowered its altitude slightly, and the sonic boom from its flight instantly destroyed the stone wall these insects had painstakingly built.

The stones caught up in the storm were like artillery shells, instantly killing several women who were hanging clothes on the ground.

The next second, the shockwave from the high-frequency vibration instantly killed hundreds of survivors gathered in an open area who looked like they were training.

The storm compressed to its limit was like a blade, scraping off the flesh and blood of these insects.

Even the insects hiding in houses were simply blown up into the sky by this storm, then smashed down from a height of a hundred meters.

Just a single impact turned the entire gathering ground into something plowed by an iron plow, devoid of any sign of life.

"Kill according to the rankings."

"The Emperor's meaning is, to prevent another Lin An from appearing, even if there is no possibility, we must still exterminate completely!"

"The remaining Third Stage beings, select representatives from among them and tell them, if they want to survive, they must cooperate with our rule!"

"Be aware, there seems to be a group of fugitives (remnants) in the direction of North America."

"Cooperate or be killed, you decide."

"Understood, King."

"Those fugitives are trash; wanting to learn our control here? Look at their god‑acting antics—they're probably at most a few early Fourth Stage."

Flying in the lead, the Dominion-level Alien Species that was about to cross the continent's border gave a cruel smile; it simply didn't care about that group of fugitives.

Although encountering fugitives here is strange, it's not that we've never seen a similar situation before.

Just like them, there are always races that, having failed in the Apocalypse, think of fleeing to another civilized world to eke out a survival.

Although according to Huaxia official data, these fugitives seem to have been mixed into this world for thousands of years, secretly playing the roles of deities and guides.

But the more this is the case, the more it looks down on them.

The Alien Species civilization is merely on the verge of failure, but has not yet failed!

Compared to such a fugitive civilization that has hidden for a thousand years and can only eke out a survival, they are equivalent to a civilization in its prime of vigor!

Although they were set up by Lin An, what does that matter?

Kill, slaughter to your heart's content.

This fragile world will soon become their playground.

Greedily breathing this world's wonderful and sweet air, gazing at the verdant land, it even felt a long‑absent "emotion" well up inside.

How could these insects deserve such a wonderful world?

Compared to humans who only scream and flee, even an ant on the ground is, in its eyes, more important than these worthless humans.

"Run! Run away, ahhh!"

"Disaster! Disaster has come!"

In the South China war zone, large numbers of survivors cried and fled from the Safe Zone. In the chaos, many who didn't even know what had happened panicked like headless flies.

Just a minute ago, a stream of panicked messages scrolled through the war zone channel. Many Awakened Ones claimed they had seen a special disaster, like an intangible apocalyptic monster; anything on that line would be destroyed.

Someone personally saw a flame, hard to make out, suddenly slash across the sky above a Safe Zone, and the ensuing storm that swept in directly destroyed that place.

Such terrifying and bizarre news spread through the war zone channel in an extremely short time.

And the survivors who realized they were on that line instantly knew they had to flee this place!

Because the Alien Species' speed was too great, they didn't even realize that the disaster was caused by a Fourth Stage being.

Outside Wangjiang City, on Wangtian Peak.

A lone figure stood on the summit.

The wind on the summit was strong; the dim clouds, like a lead curtain, seemed to be gathering for a rainstorm.

The howling wind blew the man's white uniform backward.

Lonely, desolate.

The man silently raised his head and gazed toward the distant horizon.

As if wanting to straighten his glasses blown askew by the gale, he calmly looked at the sky, murmuring.

「Still.. 」

「Six seconds.. 」

「Come on... 」