Chapter 1005: Chapter 288:
A cruiser has no chance against a main ship; staying longer will only increase casualties.
Even if the main ship was originally designed just for fuel transportation, and hasn’t undergone any modifications.
Such a main ship cannot be said to be an adversary that a cruiser could face.
Thus, the Prometheus Level can easily reach Yunluo Star’s orbit, and the situation outside is looking grim.
Moreover, the moment Prometheus and its accompanying fleet arrived through their jump, they began clearing the entire star system.
Even as Chen Ming continued to bombard, Prometheus had already successfully occupied the planetary airspace.
Blocking all foreign personnel from entering.
To stop the Host, to stop Zuo Jing, it seems the only way is through internal fights.
So Chen Ming didn’t continue to laboriously track the two, instead turning to concentrate all his powers once again into his fists, continuing to bomb underground.
Until he finds that Host underground.
But the depth of the Earth Core Melting Furnace Power Tower is really not something reachable in a short time.
Because now, the continuous explosions on the surface are gradually becoming muffled, leaving only slight, barely perceptible vibrations.
And Chen Ming feels he is still quite far from the Host.
At this moment, in the management center of the surface industrial area.
The manager of the industrial area, after noticing the explosions outside gradually subside, instinctively asked: "Is it over?"
Although the commotion in the core area of the industrial zone is huge, many people know that something bad is happening here.
But the management and security forces here have long received orders from the planetary government to ignore everything, act as if nothing happened.
And all workers here were also ordered to stay home waiting for further instructions.
Facing Psychic battles, there’s really not much they can do.
However, just as he finished speaking.
The roaring explosions sounded again, and more violent tremors occurred underground.
He immediately held his head and pushed himself into the corner, saying no more.
Meanwhile underground at the Power Supply Tower.
The intense explosion that was audible above was evidently made by Chen Ming.
Because as he further delved underground, Thousand Faces and Zhen continuously tried all kinds of interference against him.
They could interfere, which means the power of the explosion wasn’t enough to threaten them, so he further amplified the explosion’s power.
Anyway, in view of the Energy Crystals produced by the Insect Nest which has occupied the entire planet, the consumption by a single individual is insignificant, not worrying about depletion.
As long as the power of the explosion isn’t big enough to mistakenly injure the people above.
Furthermore, Thousand Faces and Zhen’s goal has never changed; it’s to delay time, to delay by even just one second.
So Chen Ming absolutely cannot let them have their way.
Zhen and Thousand Faces certainly could see through Chen Ming’s intentions.
But their combat ability indeed couldn’t match the product combining Chen Ming with the Insect Queen’s Spiritual Energy, the pinnacle of technology mastered by Chen Ming and the Insect Queen.
Zhen turned to look at Thousand Faces beside him and said: "Only one option left, send me to him."
Thousand Faces didn’t need to think to know the consequence of such an act: "You’ll die."
"But he might die too, we can only gamble, and at least let me go first, your Spiritual Energy is the final insurance."
With these three short sentences spoken.
Thousand Faces slightly nodded, placing his hand on Zhen’s shoulder.
During the interval between Chen Ming’s two plasma explosions, the Black Mist brought Zhen before Chen Ming.
Chen Ming didn’t expect Zhen to dare to rush to this position.
But this was fine, he immediately altered the direction of his next punch, aiming for Zhen’s chest.
And Zhen also extended his left hand to An Wuping’s chest, face to face converting all his spiritual power into spiritual energy fluctuations, and it was quicker than An Wuping’s punch.
Resonance.
The resonant power churned inside An Wuping’s body, shredding almost all his internal organs under Zhen’s all-out attack.
An Wuping’s bodily functions were rapidly declining, the breath of life seemed to be fading too.
He paused in place, the plasma glow gradually fading, unable to finish his punch, suddenly coughing out a large mouthful of gray-green blood mixed with fragments of his organs.
But at least An Wuping, like a dying flash, finally seized the opportunity before him.
In the moment when Thousand Faces couldn’t take Zhen away, he caught Zhen’s neck with both hands, directly twisting his spine.
Zhen’s corpse was violently torn into two sections, tossed out like a dying beast struggling.
But what An Wuping threw out wasn’t organs, but still-moving pieces of blood and flesh.
