The monster cried.

Chen Luo was greatly shocked. These things could cry too? This was truly unheard of.

They were like devils from the abyss, descending on Blue Star, launching a ruthless slaughter of Blue Star's life.

The last survivors were quickly wiped out by their massacre.

It was not hard to imagine that these five hundred-plus king-level monsters, forming teams of a dozen or twenty, could wreak havoc on any base.

The survivors were on their own, powerless to resist the scattered monsters.

The sky-blue monsters howled and cried, as if their fathers had died.

Only a dozen or so were collapsing and crying, while some of the other monsters looked disappointed and dejected.

The rest of the monsters either curled their lips, gazed at the sky, or lowered their heads, pretending to be sad.

What were the monsters crying about, and for whom?

Was it for the original owner of the armor?

After all, he had exploded. This was Chen Luo's guess, almost a certainty.

This scene reminded Chen Luo of his previous life, when his father died in a car accident, and he was handling the funeral arrangements.

He had truly broken down and cried, while his uncles and cousins cried hypocritically on the side.

The guests who came said a few words of comfort, but they were not really sad.

They weren't their relatives, so why cry? Just put on a show.

Suddenly, the sky-blue monster possessed by the octopus looked suspiciously towards Chen Luo's location.

It seemed uncertain.

Chen Luo was shocked. Had he been discovered?

Impossible.

What right did a king-level have to do that?

Could it be that the octopus had exceptionally good perception?

After crying, the dozen or so sky-blue monsters suddenly produced something in their hands, and then their aura soared.

Suddenly, these dozen or so sky-blue monsters instantly advanced from the king-level to the emperor-level in Chen Luo's perception.

All of them broke through instantly.

What was in their hands?

Chen Luo looked in disbelief. They were crystals of different colors.

Could a normal king-level advance to the emperor-level all at once?

Unless it was a king-level that had reached an absolute critical point.

That's it, the spatial channel couldn't allow emperor-levels to enter, so they suppressed their strength to the peak of the king-level, and after arriving at the target location, they absorbed the crystal to break through.

Chen Luo counted thirteen sky-blue monsters in total.

Chen Luo's face was gloomy. If he had known this would happen, he would have risked everything to kill these thirteen monsters.

Chen Luo was dejected. Knowing it now was useless. He could only kill one king-level at most, and there were thirteen of them.

Their advancement was the same as Ning Shuang's, without any pain, and even with a hint of pleasure on their faces.

Where did the crystals in their hands come from? Did they all control space-type abilities within a different dimension?

Chen Luo couldn't estimate the level of the crystal, and could only judge from its size that it couldn't be lower than the king-level.

At this time, the face of one of the sky-blue monsters turned cold and began to speak. The others listened, so he was the leader.

This monster was the one possessed by the octopus. Chen Luo noticed that one of his eyes was an eerie red.

The other eye was blue.

Heterochromia?

No, it wasn't heterochromia. The red eye looked like a red gem had been installed in the eye. It was clear that it wasn't an eyeball.

He began to speak loudly to the monsters, as if giving instructions and issuing orders.

Chen Luo couldn't understand what he was saying. Chen Luo planned to capture a monster alive and take it back so that Meng Yin could try to communicate with it.

That way, all the secrets could be unlocked.

In his previous life, he shouldn't even think about capturing a monster alive. He should just focus on surviving.

The monsters nodded repeatedly, and then began to disperse.

More than a hundred of them formed a group, and moved in four different directions.

If Chen Luo guessed correctly, these monsters would head towards different continents to slaughter all life.

After arriving on different continents, the monsters would disperse again.

If not for Chen Luo, who could stop an opponent consisting of teams of a dozen or twenty king-level monsters?

Even if the survivors reacted and wanted to unite, it would be useless. The number of monsters on one continent would be more than the number of king-levels among the survivors.

The opportunity had come. Chen Luo had been waiting for them to separate so he could defeat them one by one.

Was there a problem with him, a space-type old-timer, launching sneak attacks?

To Chen Luo's surprise, all the monsters separated, but the thirteen sky-blue monsters who had just advanced to the emperor-level remained in place.

They sat down on the ground and began to absorb the crystals.

???

Chen Luo was shocked and suspicious. What did this mean? Could they advance beyond the emperor-level?

Why didn't they act together?

In his previous life, Chen Luo had advanced to the emperor-level, but there were monsters that Chen Luo felt he couldn't resist.

Watching them absorb the crystals, Chen Luo was startled awake. Was it possible that the monsters that descended were not getting stronger and stronger?

Instead, the strength of the monsters was not standing still.

Would the strength of these thirteen sky-blue monsters reach beyond the emperor-level?

He hadn't seen most of them because they hadn't acted at the beginning, and had just stayed in Meizhou?

The number of monsters he had seen in his previous life was far more than five hundred. What he was seeing now should only be the first wave sent over.

After all, spatial teleportation had both level restrictions and quantity restrictions.

From the time he touched the gem on the helmet, it took eleven months for the first wave of monsters to descend. The monsters didn't just descend randomly, it took time to prepare.

Would the next wave be in eleven months?

Chen Luo's eyes flickered. Should he first solve the thirteen emperor-level monsters, or should he first solve the king-level monsters?

Chen Luo couldn't fight thirteen emperor-level monsters at the same time, but he could use Void Banishment on one emperor-level monster and engage in a one-on-one fight.

The first target would be the red-eyed monster possessed by the octopus.

Although he hadn't acted yet, Chen Luo knew that he had both space and earth dual abilities.

He had met him in his previous life, and Chen Luo had slipped away as soon as they met.

He could use Void Banishment on him, but the distance couldn't be too close, otherwise the others would arrive in minutes.

If it was too far, it would consume too much power. After all, he was an emperor-level. Even if he killed him, the consumption would be considerable.

After thinking for a while, Chen Luo decided to start with the king-level monsters, eliminate some of them first, and then concentrate his forces to eliminate all the emperor-levels.

Although the number of king-levels couldn't compare to the monsters, he should also consider how many level ten and level nine there were. They could pile up and kill them.

Without rushing, Chen Luo hung far behind a team of monsters, following them.

This team of monsters entered the African continent, and at the same time, a team of monsters entered the Australian continent.

Chen Luo sent a message: "Annihilate them, make sure not to let one escape."

A team of monsters only had a hundred or so, all of them king-level, without any emperor-levels. Even if Chen Luo wasn't at the base, there were 251 king-levels, and emperor-levels Hai Ji, Fa Wang, Mi Li, Ning Shuang, and Jiang Chuxue.

Not to mention countless other members, could they not kill more than a hundred monsters?

Chen Luo didn't officially attack until the monsters entered the Australian continent and met Fa Wang and the others.

And the red-eyed monster sitting on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

"The bait we sent out has encountered opponents."

Bait?

A monster beside the red-eyed monster sighed and said, "They are bait, but aren't we also bait?"

……

Regarding this book, I said before that it would be about 1.2 million words. Now, looking at it, it probably won't be finished without 1.3 to 1.4 million words, not counting the extras.

The ending is still far away.

Also, the style has always been light-hearted, but some ordinary members will still die.

No knife, no knife, no knife.