328: Chapter 322 Zerg Warriors

While suppressing the speed-type Zerg, the woman with dual guns still had the energy to cast a disdainful glance toward Song Yang and silently curse.

However, the turn of events happened at that very moment.

The mental-interference Zerg, which had been ambushed by the assassin, suddenly became illusory the moment the dagger was about to strike, causing the assassin's attack to pass right through it.

Immediately after, its magnificent compound eyes flashed, and an invisible ripple instantly spread outward.

Hum—!

Every human present, except for Song Yang, felt their brains suddenly sink, as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.

The bald captain's movements faltered, and he was struck in the chest by his opponent, leaving deep scratches on his sturdy armor.

The lean man let out a miserable scream as he was kicked away by a Zerg.

The dual-gun woman's barrage of fire was instantly interrupted; she clutched her head, her face twisted in pain.

The speed-type Zerg that had been suppressed seized this golden opportunity. Its speed exploded to its limit, instantly breaking through the defensive line. Its two sickle-like forelimbs raised high, aimed at the now defenseless dual-gun woman.

The shadow of death loomed over her.

The dual-gun woman's pupils dilated, her face filled with despair.

She was going to die.

To die in this damn team deathmatch, to die under the claws of a bug.

The bald captain's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to intervene, but he was pinned down by his own opponent and couldn't break free.

Damn it!

He roared in anger.

In that split second.

A streak of dark golden light, without any warning, cut across everyone's field of vision.

Song Yang, who had been standing at the edge of the platform, vanished.

The next moment, he appeared between the dual-gun woman and the speed-type Zerg.

His movements were not fast; one could even say they were composed.

He simply raised his arm and thrust the spear in his hand forward.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling light effects.

Puchi.

The spear passed with pinpoint accuracy through the gap between the speed-type Zerg's raised forelimbs, piercing directly through its fragile skull.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The speed-type Zerg's fierce movements came to an abrupt halt. Its raised scythe stopped in mid-air, less than ten centimeters from the dual-gun woman's head.

The fierce light in its compound eyes rapidly faded, and the aura of life receded like a tide.

Song Yang flicked his wrist.

He withdrew the spear, bringing with it a spray of green plasma.

The speed-type Zerg's massive body collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The entire preparation platform fell into an eerie silence.

There was only the heavy breathing of the Zerg and the muffled sounds of the bald captain wrestling with his opponent.

The dual-gun woman sat slumped on the ground, gasping for air. She stared blankly at the insect corpse lying before her, then looked at the figure standing with the spear, her mind a complete blank.

The bald captain, the lean man, and the assassin who had just regained his footing all stared at Song Yang with expressions of having seen a ghost.

Stellar Rank Five?

This is a damn Stellar Rank Five?!

One strike!

Just one strike!

And he insta-killed a speed-type Kara Zerg known for its speed and defense?

What kind of cosmic joke is this!

The mental-interference Zerg seemed to have sensed the threat as well. It gave up harassing the others and locked onto Song Yang, the light in its compound eyes flaring up once more.

A more intense mental shock, like an invisible storm, swept toward Song Yang.

Song Yang didn't even frown.

He simply turned around and calmly faced the mental storm.

The attack, which would have caused a splitting headache even for high-level Stellar Rank powerhouses, washed over him like a gentle breeze, failing to cause even the slightest ripple.

He took a step forward and walked toward the mental-interference Zerg.

One step, two steps.

The three surviving Zerg simultaneously ceased their attacks, turning their hostility entirely toward Song Yang.

They sensed a fatal threat from this seemingly weak human.

The pressure on the bald captain and the others suddenly vanished, and for a moment, they didn't know what to do.

They stared blankly as Song Yang walked alone toward the three Zerg.

What is he doing?

Song Yang's target was very clear.

The next second, his figure vanished again.

This time, it wasn't the abruptness of teleportation, but rather a visual afterimage caused by extreme speed.

A black and gold line flashed between the three Zerg.

Pu!

Pu!

Pu!

Three consecutive soft sounds, almost simultaneous.

When Song Yang's figure reappeared in the center of the platform, all three Zerg warriors froze in place.

A bloody hole had appeared between their brows.

A few seconds later, the three massive bodies collapsed to the ground one after another.

The battle was over.

From the moment Song Yang struck until the end, it took less than ten seconds.

On the platform, only Song Yang and the four completely petrified 'teammates' remained.

The giant axe in the bald captain's hand fell to the ground with a 'clang,' but he didn't even notice.

He stood with his mouth agape, staring fixedly at Song Yang, as if looking at a monster.

Song Yang put away his spear, turned around, and walked slowly toward the bald captain.

He glanced down at the battle axe on the ground, then raised his head to meet the captain's eyes, which were filled with shock.

There's one left; I'll leave it to you.

The last remaining Zerg warrior seemed to have felt fear from the instant death of its companions. It didn't immediately charge, but instead let out a threatening hiss, circling vigilantly.

Kill!

The bald captain suddenly bent over and grabbed the giant axe from the ground, the veins in his arms bulging.

He didn't look at Song Yang again, instead pouring all his anger and frustration onto the final target.

He pushed off with his legs and charged straight toward the Zerg warrior.

The lean man and the assassin exchanged a look, immediately reacted, and flanked it from two different directions.

The battle erupted once more.

This time, with no mental interference and no lightning-fast ambusher, the bald captain and the others could finally unleash their full strength.

The giant axe swung in wide, powerful arcs, each strike heavy and forceful.

The assassin's figure flickered at the Zerg's flank, his dagger constantly carving wounds into the gaps of its carapace.

The lean man's gauntlets glowed with energy as he engaged from the front, looking for an opportunity to land a heavy blow.

It was a grueling struggle.

The Zerg warrior's hisses, the clanging of weapons, and the heavy breathing of the men mixed together.

Song Yang stood in the center of the platform, watching quietly.

He did not intervene.

He was like an outsider.

About a minute later.

Accompanied by the bald captain's exhausted roar, the cold-gleaming giant axe finally split the Zerg warrior's skull open.

Green plasma splashed everywhere.

The massive body swayed, collapsed heavily to the ground, twitched a few times, and then went still.

Huff... huff... huff...

The bald captain leaned on his giant axe, half-kneeling on the ground. Sweat streamed down his shiny scalp, and his chest heaved violently.

The lean man and the assassin also looked exhausted, each bracing themselves on their knees as they gasped for air.

The platform finally returned to absolute silence.

Five massive insect corpses lay strewn about, a testament to the ferocity of the battle.

The dual-gun woman slowly lowered her guns. She leaned against the railing, her gaze passing over her three teammates to land on the man who had remained calm from beginning to end.

Her feelings were incredibly complex.

The bald captain panted for a long time before finally catching his breath.

He stood up straight, carrying the heavy giant axe, and walked step by step toward Song Yang.

The other three also looked over nervously.

The captain stopped two steps in front of Song Yang.

He looked down at the nick in his axe blade and the green bloodstains, then looked up at Song Yang's impossibly young face.

He opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something, but found his throat too dry.

Finally, this rugged man did something no one expected.

He bowed his head deeply toward Song Yang.

Brother, I apologize.

We were blind and underestimated you.

If it weren't for you, we would have all perished here today.

Song Yang looked at him.

This captain, who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, was now like a child who had done something wrong.

It doesn't matter.

Song Yang's reply was as simple as ever.

The bald captain suddenly looked up, his face filled with astonishment.

He had expected to hear mockery or disdain, but he certainly hadn't expected those three words.

You almost lost this time, not because you were weak.

It's because you underestimated your opponent from the very beginning.

He reached out and pointed to the corpse of the speed-type Kara Zerg on the ground.

The Zerg have been able to stand against humanity in the universe for so many years not by relying on brute force, but on evolution and tactics.

You treated this deathmatch like a casual slaughter, failing to even gather basic intelligence on your opponents before rushing in to show off.

Song Yang's words pierced into the hearts of the four like needles.

Especially the bald captain, whose face flushed red and turned pale.

Everything Song Yang said was spot on.

That was indeed what he had thought.

He thought five Stellar Ranks fighting a mere five bugs would be an easy task.

As a result, they were almost wiped out in a single exchange.

If it weren't for the person in front of him, he dared not think about what would have happened.

I...

The bald captain wanted to say something more, but found any justification pale and powerless.