Chapter 161: Black Armored Beetle Race, where did this lunatic come from?

Listening to Yang Da's explanation, Yang Fan's gaze swept over the four, finally landing on Yang Da.

"Follow your plan. However, since we have chosen to attack, I will not allow failure. The Divine Kingdom coordinates must not be exposed."

The four bowed in unison. "We, will strictly follow the Master's orders!"

Yang Fan's consciousness had already returned to reality.

He sat by the window, flipping through a book titled 《Comprehensive Guide to Divine Kingdom War.

The pages turned lightly, carrying a real tactile sensation different from the Virtual World.

However, at this moment, his attention was on Yang San's perspective.

Yang Da had already completed the purchase of the coordinates, which was the Dangerous-level Divine Kingdom priced at three million divinity points — the Black Armored Beetle Race.

…

Inside the Divine Kingdom, space tore apart, and the coordinate channel slowly opened.

At this moment, Yang San stood before the great army, his expression cold and stern, with ten massive phalanxes arranged neatly behind him.

Each phalanx had one thousand Foundation Establishment Stage Believers, one hundred thousand Qi Refining Stage, one hundred thousand Martial Apprentice, and the rest were all Fifth-order Beings.

A total of one hundred million troops.

Ten phalanxes meant one billion troops.

An aura of slaughter surged into the sky.

Under Yang Da's coordination, the forces deployed this time far exceeded the past.

"Open —!" Yang San gave the order, the spatial channel stabilized completely, and the army poured into it like a flood.

…

Shifting his gaze, the Black Armored Beetle Race's Alien God-Kingdom came into view.

Everywhere he looked, it was full of vitality, with towering ancient trees stretching in continuous stretches, the ground covered in lush vegetation, and Spiritual Qi swirling.

Even in the outer areas of the Alien God-Kingdom, there were large tracts of reclaimed farmland, where black rice grew, permeating with a rich aura of life.

In the distance, one could see a large number of creatures active; herds of cattle, horses, and sheep were wandering about.

Yang Fan's gaze shifted; he actually saw a familiar creature in this Alien God-Kingdom — the Bodhi Treasure Snake.

That was a species he had cultivated when he was still a Divine Being, he didn't expect this Alien God-Kingdom to have it too.

Unlike that Fission Beast Demigod from before, this insectoid demigod's Divine Kingdom was developing very well, following a path of sustainable development.

No overdrawing of the Divine Kingdom's foundation, and the Believers were not strengthened through predatory methods.

It was more like a steady and solid management style.

Just then, the sky on the periphery of the Alien God-Kingdom suddenly darkened.

Hum —

A low buzzing of wings filled the air, and countless figures rose from the distant sky, dense and numerous, obscuring the firmament.

These alien Believers were pitch black all over, about the size of a Half-man, their entire bodies covered in hard scales with black light flowing across them; just looking from afar, one could feel their astonishing defensive power.

Someone had invaded the Alien God-Kingdom, and as a god, the opponent sensed the disturbance immediately.

On the periphery of the Alien God-Kingdom, the patrolling Black Armored Beetle Race did not immediately launch an attack.

They flapped their wings and ascended, quickly forming ranks in the high altitude, their Formation disciplined, like a black iron curtain spanning the sky, waiting in battle array.

The next moment, a phantom slowly condensed above the insect swarm.

Demigod will, descended.

"Human Race demigod —" The phantom looked down, its voice low. "Which faction do you come from? With such a large-scale invasion, are you not afraid of mutual destruction?"

His gaze fell upon Yang Fan's army, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

Ten thousand Foundation Establishment, two million Qi Refining and Martial Apprentice, the rest all Fifth-order Beings.

Although the Human Race army only numbered one billion, the quality was ridiculously strong.

He had experienced many Divine Kingdom invasions, but this was the first time he had seen an opponent with such "luxurious" initial forces.

Even though this was his home turf, unless necessary, he did not want to easily fight to the death with such an enemy.

There were no words in response to him, only actions.

Yang San stood at the front of the Formation, his gaze cold and sharp.

"Form up."

With these two faint words falling, the ten-direction Formation unfolded instantly.

Ten Yama Halls Formation — Complete!

Yin Qi surged, the Formation was like a prison.

The next instant, all-out attack!

The strongest of the Black Armored Beetle Race on the periphery of the Alien God-Kingdom were only at the entry level; under the suppression of the Formation, they had almost no power to resist.

Large swaths of the insect swarm were torn, crushed, and annihilated.

The battle ended cleanly and decisively.

Watching his Believers being slaughtered, the insectoid demigod only let out a cold huff, and the phantom dissipated immediately.

Since the Divine Kingdom coordinates had already been exposed, there was no way back; only by making the opponent "hurt" could a ceasefire be exchanged.

He never expected a few words to persuade the enemy to retreat; Divine Kingdom War had always been like this—without a painful price, no one would retreat.

…

As Yang San's army continued to advance, they encountered more and more of the Black Armored Beetle Race.

From the initial millions to tens of millions, then to hundreds of millions!

Dense and numerous, blocking the sky and sun, like a sea of insects.

And what was even trickier was their attack method; the forelimbs of these Black Armored Beetle Race were coated with highly toxic poison, and once scratched, the toxin would rapidly erode flesh and Qi.

For this reason, Yang Yi urgently purchased a large amount of antidote from the Mall, continuously dropping it to the front line.

But the problem did not end there; a month later, the war situation changed abruptly.

Yang San encountered real resistance.

The insectoid race began to counterattack in an organized manner, utilizing terrain, numbers, toxins, and endless sneak attacks and harassment, giving the army no time to rest.

In just one month, nearly one hundred million Believers were lost!

The front line was suppressed at one point.

Faced with this situation, Yang Yi and Yang Da made quick decisions, once again investing resources from the Mall.

They spent nearly ten thousand divinity points, directly purchasing over a thousand tons of Class C insecticide!

As the agent was deployed, a large number of the Black Armored Beetle Race were cleansed, and the insect sea was forcefully torn open.

Yang Fan didn't care about the purchase of these war supplies.

However, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "As expected of a Dangerous-level Divine Kingdom, the difficulty of Divine Kingdom War increases geometrically."

In the past, those "Safe-level" targets almost only required the Believer army to crush them, with minimal resource investment.

But now, before the army had even touched the divine kingdom core, the investment had already reached tens of thousands of divinity points.

Such consumption, if it were an ordinary demigod, would have already stopped losses and retreated.

But Yang Fan was different; he wasn't short on money, and he was even less short on troops.

His goal had been very clear from the beginning: the opponent's divine kingdom core.

As for this little loss during the war, it was still within his acceptable range.

But the insectoid demigod on the other side could no longer bear it.

In the core area of the Divine Kingdom.

He stood in the high sky, his expression twisted.

"Lunatic… where did this lunatic come from?!"

"Pouring so much poison into my Divine Kingdom?!"

"Does he not calculate the cost?!"

"If we keep fighting like this, all my accumulation from over a hundred years will be consumed!!!"

His eyes were bloodshot; in order to deal with those toxins, he also had to purchase a large amount of antidote from the insectoid Mall.

These were real, tangible costs, and these investments would have no return in the future.

What also made him unable to understand was that these poisons were not just poisoning his Believers; they were now even destroying the environment of his Divine Kingdom.

Large tracts of Spirit Plant withered, and some buildings were corroded and damaged.

If this continued, even if the opponent finally conquered his Divine Kingdom, how much value could be recovered?

Why on earth go to such lengths without regard for the cost?!

He had appeared above the battlefield more than once.

Attempting to negotiate, attempting to stop the losses.

But neither Yang San nor the Yang Fan behind him gave any response, as if they didn't care about these losses at all.

This disregard was even more infuriating than direct suppression.

If one didn't know better, they would think there was some deep, bloody feud between the two sides.