Chương 1008: 1008 Unstoppable?

"ATTACK! NOW!"

As soon as the elite troops heard the orders, they began to act as if a whip was cracked on their backs. They didn't dawdle and once again started firing using everything that they had.

This time they put even more effort into it, full well knowing that their very lives depended on it. Unlike the swarm before, the danger in front of them was on an entirely different level.

Unimaginable strong creatures stood in front of them, and there was absolutely no one between these creatures and them. They were free to rush forward and unleash true hell on the battleground.

Thanks to their lucky stars, somehow, these isons were temporarily in a confused state. This was their chance! This was probably their only chance!

They took a long look at the fearsome creatures and then slammed on the accelerators, sending out every single attack in their arsenal. In a second, the area once again became a complete riot.

Explosive sounds echoed in the air, and broken insect parts scattered here and there, along with the dark green blood that spewed out everywhere.

It was raining isons from the sky!

And those that fell down were mercilessly subjected to military-grade explosives.

It took only one moment for the tides of the battle to change. As soon as the black mist hit the space, everything became topsy-turvy.

"ATTACK! CHARGE! KILL THE BASTARDS!"

The army surged with fear and adrenaline. The attacks continued heating up, and more and more isons were slaughtered.

The experience points coming from these stronger and higher-leveled isons was also very juicy. This encouraged the troops to attack with more gusto.

However, suddenly something shifted. The black mist was no longer to be visible, and the isons as well stopped twitching.

Fuck! Several gasps could be collectively heard. Everyone's heart sank as they could feel their window of opportunity slipping away right in front of them.

More importantly, only five of the Level 150 plus isons were killed. There were still six more remaining. This number was more than enough to obliterate the rest of them!

Everyone started attacking in a frenzy, but it was not nearly enough to take down the level 150 plus isons. The insects, which finally recovered their senses, were also not planning to stand still and take it any longer.

Clicking sounds filled the air as the isons started finally retaliating. The six level 150-plus generals spun around at rapid speed and shot out myriad attacks that were too blinding to observe.

The men on the front lines trembled in fear. This was it. They were done for!

In the nick of time, they were also not seeing things clearly, so they did not notice anything odd about the attacks. Fear and panic clouded their judgments. This was, after all, probably the final moment before their death.

The next second, the attacks landed, and the men winced in pain. However… shockingly, they were all still standing?

The elite army looked at the enemy slack-jawed. Though the isons were mostly expressionless and possessed an indifferent triangular carapace head with beady eyes, at the moment, their actions also gave a vibe as if they were confused.

Coincidentally, both the parties realized the truth at the same time.

The battle was still skewed on the side of the human beings!

The isons might have stopped fumbling and snapped out of their disoriented state, but they were no longer the same insects that held disturbingly overwhelming power in their hands.

In fact, they seemed far weaker than even a normal Level 50 ison.

At this time, someone with a [Inspect] skill shouted.

"These insects are only Level 30!"

Only now, realization dawned on everyone. The black mist had mysteriously reduced the power level of the isons. Maybe they still had considerable health, but their attacks were not going to hit as hard.

This battle was still within their grasp! They can still erase these ungodly existences and clinch victory by completely cleaning out the red zone!

"ATTACK! CHARGE!"

The army once again jumped into action without any hesitation or fear. Though the danger had momentarily passed, they were now well aware that all of this could be temporary.

So even if they had to enter the enemy lines, they charged with confidence and stepped forward to target and finish off the Level 150 plus isons first. These were bigger than the others, so it was easier to identify them.

Naturally, the other isons stepped forward to protect these generals, but unfortunately for them, their attacks might as well be mosquito bites.

When the Level 150 plus isons were reduced to mere Level 30 isons, the Level 50 isons became harmless house flies.

The elite army scoffed arrogantly at these insects and crushed them without any mercy. They did not allow anything to stand in their path as they slashed their way to the main leads.

The men who cowered in fear before at these monstrosities now confidently aimed their attacks and blasted the damned insects.

One by one, the Generals started helplessly falling on the sidelines. If before the isons were crushed at an awe-inspiring rate, now they were simply massacred.

The elite army might as well be stamping on them and squishing them with their feet. In a matter of seconds, the numbers dwindled, and everyone's levels as well soared.

Every single member of the army grinned in delight.

At first, they had their doubts about joining this mission, but now it was proved once and for all that the United Nations were the new overlords of this world and perhaps this whole universe!

Cheers rang out loudly as the sky was finally starting to clear up!

Death to the insects!

No more being afraid of these strange creatures! It was time to pay them back with interest! It was time to fight back and kill every single one of them!

And right at this moment, when everything was in full swing, suddenly, a figure flashed in the distance and appeared in front of the isons, standing in between the rest of the elite army and the army that had entered the enemy lines.

Before anyone could react, a new different type of clicking sound emerged, and the newly arrived figure raised one of its limbs.

The next instant, every single member of the elite troop standing behind the enemy lines died without knowing what hit them.

They all lay on the ground, their bodies limp and lifeless and their faces still full of joy and vigor, counting their unrealized victory.

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