"Perhaps... Junior Lu Sheng can create miracles again this time?"
This thought surfaced in Mo Chou’s mind.
But it quickly plunged him into silence once more.
When he first heard about Lu Sheng’s choice, Mo Chou was supportive of him.
Now watching Lu Sheng’s mad slaughter on the sixth-tier battlefield, Mo Chou vaguely saw a glimmer of hope for victory.
But... it was only a sliver of hope.
Mo Chou gave a bitter smile, "The victory of a battlefield cannot depend on just one person."
"Those Mechanical Transformers and Cultivators are only in it for the resources and rewards. In the face of a life-and-death crisis, they would immediately crush their Jade Scrolls to escape."
"But those Insect Immortals, Insect Warriors, and the flesh-race converted Void Insect Race are all under the control of the mother nest’s consciousness, preferring death over defeat."
"In terms of morale, we, the Human Federation, are already no match for the Void Insect Race."
Mo Chou spoke with a bitter smile and a shake of his head. Despite seeing hope in Lu Sheng, this hope was exceedingly slim.
Not only Mo Chou, but other sixth-tier students from the Galaxy Academy also felt the same. They acknowledged Lu Sheng, but the hope was slim, and they could only silently bless him in their hearts.
Liu Yao stood at the front of the battlefield, her eyes calmly watching the image of Lu Sheng, a slight smile appearing on her lips.
"Little guy... don’t let me down!"
Compared to others’ views on Lu Sheng, Liu Yao was decidedly more confident in him.
As for the other Transcendents from various systems, they looked indifferently at the image within the grid. Despite Lu Sheng’s rampant slaughter on the sixth-tier battlefield, it did not stir them.
In fact... there was a faint trace of mockery.
This was... a difference of perception.
Within the sixth-tier battlefield.
Lu Sheng stepped through the void, holding the corpse of a decapitated Insect Immortal, a fierce aura emanating from him.
On the life planets within the sixth-tier battlefield, countless ordinary beings and even low-tier Transcendents were filled with fear. Only when they saw Lu Sheng’s image did that fear dissipate slightly.
A month ago, the betting duel between the Devouring Realm Empress and the Ascension Factions had already designated battle zones and the territory to be ceded.
Each battlefield commenced in sequence, with the sixth-tier battlefield being the first.
The sixth-tier battlefield was situated among mechanical star bodies, while the shielded life planets were protected.
For the Void Insect Race, ordinary people and low-tier Transcendents were their most valuable resources.
The battle would proceed, but minimizing the losses of ordinary people and low-tier Transcendents was paramount.
Those Transcendents above Tier Three had already been informed by their connections about the gambling duel between the Void Insect Race and the Ascension Factions. They knew the territories to be ceded and boarded the Ascension Factions’ interstellar ships to leave the combat areas.
After all... no one knew the outcome of the sixth-tier battle. If the Ascension Factions lost, they’d become resources for the Void Insect Race.
Even the Devouring Realm Empress couldn’t miss this. She turned a blind eye to it.
After all, before joining the Void Insect Race, the Devouring Realm Empress was human. She was all too familiar with these power plays and interests.
The Devouring Realm Empress could forcibly stop the escaping high-tier Transcendents and powerful individuals, but it would displease the Ascension Factions.
Furthermore, these individuals were the elite of these life planets and were not numerous. Conveniently, the Devouring Realm Empress tolerated this behavior.
The Void Insect Race needed a sufficient number of beings. They didn’t care if they were ordinary or high-tier Transcendents.
Between quality and quantity, the Void Insect Race needed... quantity!
The elite of these life planets had known about this a month prior and had already left these planets.
Now... those remaining were just low-tier Transcendents and ordinary people.
The Devouring Realm Empress’s woven net not only allowed the elite Transcendents of the Forging Star System to see the scenes, but also the ordinary people within these life realms.
Lu Sheng’s image appeared in the sight of these ordinary people.
His aura of intense killing intent strangely gave these common folks a sliver of hope.
"May the Lord of Ascension bless us... the Human Federation must defeat these monsters!"
Some ordinary people knelt on the ground, hands clasped, praying continuously.
"I don’t want to become these monsters’ food, nor become one of them!"
Voices arose amidst life planets in the sixth-tier battlefield.
Many resilient ordinary people and low-tier Transcendents kept their eyes fixed on the image.
But what brought them despair was watching the seemingly invincible Mechanical Transformers enter the battlefield yet falter against the Void Insect Race.