Wang Chen stood in the air outside a charred Queen Mother's nest.
Under the protection of the slave warriors, the Queen Mother confronted Wang Chen from afar.
"Descender, are you really going to do this?" it roared angrily.
Tens of millions of Insectoids had died. No matter how greedy Wang Chen was, he should be satisfied. However, he seemed to be determined to kill them all.
"I thought we made it clear. I'm sorry, but based on our standpoints, there's only a possibility of one side being completely destroyed." Wang Chen calmly looked at the Queen Mother.
Thrum!
A grayish-white crown appeared, and a deathly pale light streaked across the ground in an instant.
The Insectoid corpses that had yet to transform slowly stood up from the ground. Apart from them, the dead souls that had been killed appeared again.
"Kill them all," Wang Chen spat out a few words.
"Roar!"
The undead immediately roared and attacked the bugs.