Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

'So ferocious…'

Only those who have faced the enemy themselves can understand the pressure placed on Bai E and the team captain.

And even faced with such formidable foes, the captain's performance was still comprehensible, but what about Bai E?

How skilled must one be to kill a sandworm every 15 seconds on average?

Unimaginable!

Yet, the reality was right before his eyes, and he could no longer afford to lag behind!

"clang, clang, clang, clang!" The shield, forged from yuan-series alloy, blocked every bone blade swung by the insect. This shield, obtained after a long accumulation of military merit, showed incredible reliability.

"Argh!!!!!" Dashan clenched his teeth tightly and made a sudden charge forward after withstanding a series of slashes.

Leap forward with a punch!

A threat! He must pose a threat to the opponent!

He cannot allow the enemy to damage the vehicles, nor can he let this sandworm attack and disrupt his teammates!

Everyone has their duty, and stopping this sandworm was his sole responsibility at this moment!

"Ah!" A warrior engulfed by a swarm of winged insects involuntarily let out a final, desperate scream.

The densely packed sound of articulated limbs emitted a chilling, viscous noise.

In the last moments of life, the warrior pulled the pins from a string of grenades attached to his body.

A trap made with human flesh always inflicts greater damage!

"Boom!"

The explosion sent flesh and blood scattering evenly in the air, the remains of humans and insects indistinguishably intertwined…

The dying cry of his comrade-in-arms further stoked Dashan's fighting spirit; fear and anger surged in his heart as he unconsciously shouted and launched a reckless attack on the sandworm before him.

"Ah!"

The human warrior never feared death; fulfilling the missions entrusted by their superiors with their lives was their only purpose.

A flash of bloody hue swept across Dashan's vision without leaving any trace.

"Bang!"

With a punch thrown, Dashan heard a voice near his ear— "Dashan!"

The voice was distant and cold, vague as if a chant from the sky, barely audible.

But it seemed to be Bai E's?

He turned his head and, unexpectedly, saw a headless body appear out of nowhere.

The body, with fists clenched, tried to pound towards the monstrous insect in front of it, but it seemed it hadn't succeeded.

So whose body was this?

Consciousness forever froze at that moment.

Dashan, with eyes wide open, felt light as a feather, as if drifting freely in an infinite world.

The world was a vast expanse of white, like the clouds seen on an occasional clear afternoon.

As his vision gradually adjusted, a cold, white sun rose from the end of his sight…

"Dashan!" Song Ying shouted loudly, the natural-born soldier who seldom showed much emotion was now extraordinarily agitated.

As a natural-born human, he should have been the most emotionally rich in the squad.

However, having witnessed the loss of too many lives, he had sealed away his intense emotions. The lively artificial soldier Dashan had become his projection of his own other side.

But now…

"Boom!" A blast of flames emerged from the darkness in the distance; another squad member, following in the footsteps of his comrade, used his body as a trap to launch a final assault on the alien species when surrounded by insects.

"TM it!" Song Ying grabbed a grenade launcher, scrambled up the overturned carrier quickly, and took over the unfinished target of Dashan.

"Open your mouth!" Song Ying charged close to the head of the sandworm, lifting the grenade launcher.

"Boom!" A roar sounded as the sandworm let out an unintentional shriek.

Flames swept over Song Ying's body, but the physical impact of the concussion couldn't repel his frame, which he had hastily strapped together with the insect using emergency straps.

"Click!"

The grenade was fixed in place, and the close-range heat from the Concussion Grenade burned his skin until it blistered, yet Song Ying's face was cold with determination.

"I, TM, am going to make you! Open your mouth!"

"Boom!"

The point-blank grenade launcher fired the last Concussion Grenade into the open mouth of the sandworm.

The tail-flame-carrying grenade burrowed down the wriggling esophagus, the massive impact driving it into unseen depths…

"Boom!"

Below the muffled noise, the sandworm's body visibly expanded rapidly. After a brief struggle against its chitin bone armor, a violent explosion tore through the softer underside of its body.

Flames mixed with flesh blew apart most of the sandworm's mobility.

Falling bone blades flailed wildly, dragging down Song Ying, who hadn't managed to untie the straps in time.

"Fuck!"

Boundless rage rose from Bai E's heart as the bloody fringe surfaced again on the periphery of his vision, evaporating a vague aura as if alive.

"Get lost!"

The aura of Spiritual Energy exploded in an instant, and the yet-to-be-formed Spiritual Body shone brilliantly in a dark, high-dimensional space…

And in that hazy, elusive space, countless prowling shadows swam towards the only light like fish.

"Snap!"

Standing atop the sandworm, Bai E suddenly extended his right hand to the side, his palm virtually grasping as if he had caught some invisible entity.

In another reality, invisible in this dimension, a twisted tentacle emerged in the palm of Bai E's Spiritual Body.