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Ground Mode was forcibly activated, and under Freyr's control, the Jeep suddenly surged to life.
Looking at the surrounding scene, everyone wore expressions of helplessness. A powerful force pushed them from behind, and under that momentum, the others felt a deep frustration. At the same time, their vehicles executed a dramatic drift as obstacles ahead were swiftly displaced, creating a noticeable and violent change.
Amidst the gasps of surprise, countless hidden shadows emerged from the dense forest, eagerly closing in on them. Each person's heart sank as they saw those shadows approaching; many shouted foolish things like "No! No!" even though their hearts screamed in fear.
Their words betrayed their true feelings. After a cacophony of cries, they soon realized that while these creatures were nearing them, their speed was not as formidable as it seemed. Their striking power was undeniably fierce, but they could not match the speed of the Jeep, which was moving at an astonishing pace under Freyr's control.
The momentum surged again, and a massive force began to build up beside them.
"Damn it! These things are too fast! Move! Move!" Freyr shouted urgently.
Thus, the two Jeeps quickly reached Ultimate. Under this Ultimate impact, an extraordinary force was born; its power was exceptional, racing forward like a cheetah.
However, it wasn't long before they noticed that among these dangerous creatures, some exhibited extremely aggressive behavior. Their speed was comparable to that of ordinary cars.
Yet in front of the assembled sports cars, these vehicles' speeds were insignificant. They could only rely on sheer physical strength in typical situations. However, this muscular power lacked explosive capability; endurance was a significant issue. Mechanical energy could sustain development far better than muscle energy—something these creatures could not achieve. If only they could move a bit faster, Freyr believed he might still have time to react.
As Freyr sensed an intense feeling of crisis wash over him, a massive awareness flooded his mind. Instantly, the Gene Lock within him was released. Driven by this newfound energy, countless attacks followed behind him without hesitation.
"Jet Nitrogen!"
If it had been under Alpha's control, the jetting of Nitrogen would have propelled the vehicle forward with enhanced responsiveness and explosive power.
However, if the driver inside failed to react promptly during manual operation, it could lead to significant consequences. Under such intense thrusting forces, the momentum generated was beyond what an ordinary person could control.
As the saying goes, cars are fiercer than people; when a person's spirit surpasses that of the vehicle, it represents a state of unity between man and machine. This notion was simple yet profound. Under the impact of this momentum, everyone felt a strong urge within them; brilliant light flickered incessantly. The occupants sensed an immense pressure on their chests as their backs arched backward—a formless domain suppressing them. When they glanced out the front window, they couldn't help but shout in horror.
It was as if they were witnessing a distortion of time and space; the scope of that distortion was truly exaggerated—some phenomena were invisible to others. A few reacted quickly to this situation while others caught on immediately.
"This is what they call extreme speed?"
The speed on the control panel had already been pushed to the limit, perhaps even the speedometer could hardly conceal the terrifying impact of this momentum. Under the force of those attacks, several people experienced some bizarre effects.
When the speed reached a certain threshold, one could almost see the flickering shadows of that scene; the landscape began to warp. However, under that operation, the car surprisingly remained completely in control. This was all thanks to the person in the vehicle, who exerted a steady influence over the steering wheel, continuously maneuvering to avoid obstacles ahead.
What a frightening individual! He could control such speed? The influence of speed did not disperse the thoughts in others' minds. It seemed that these people's actions were indeed ruthlessly terrifying, and the momentum continued unabated. Other influences were still at play, but the performance of this car was gradually slowing down.
“Release Nitrogen B!”
Freyr pressed a button on the computer in front of him, causing the engine inside the car to shake violently. After a brief disappearance of thrust, it erupted once more with even greater force than before, yet the attacking momentum persisted.
Each Nitrogen tank held only about two canisters, and each canister could sustain for no more than ten seconds. If it exceeded ten seconds, the Nitrogen tank would be unable to withstand the engine's effects and would explode; this was known to cause such impacts.
However, there was also thrust generated by other vehicles, and the attack continued relentlessly. Countless halos lit up as those dark figures were dragged further back until their afterimages slowly vanished. Indeed, this was a truly terrifying phenomenon.
After another ten seconds had passed, the car finally burst out of the dense forest.
Outside the forest's confines, those vile danger species could only emit muffled sounds. The influence of this momentum was unfathomable, yet overall, the car was on the brink of collapse.
In that state of impending breakdown, several terrifying forces continued to emerge, maintaining that surge forward.
The impact caused by this situation was unlike anything else; speed had already decreased significantly. To an observer, if that momentum continued to surge forward, it would undoubtedly have a tremendous effect on those inside the car. Nevertheless, when the vehicle broke free from the forest's grasp, many people cheered with excitement.
Was it really like that? Everyone raised their arms in celebration.
The attacking momentum persisted; after maintaining its force for a while longer, the car gradually began to slow down.
The engine emitted a scorching blaze before suddenly making a dull "bang," and flames erupted violently from under the hood.
“Ah! It's actually on fire! What a nightmare!” Freyr cursed.
"What should we do?" someone shouted.
"Get out of the car." Freyr rolled down the window, stepped forward to open the hood, and removed his jacket to extinguish the flames. If this fire continued to spread, the heat would be overwhelming.
If the car exploded, those inside wouldn't know what to do.
"I'll call for help nearby to tow this car for repairs. We can wait for support at the nearest Bunker," Freyr said, twisting his neck as he thought of a plan that wasn't really a plan.
The others found this suggestion reasonable and immediately agreed it was feasible. As they thought this, those nearby began to act accordingly.
Before long, they located a military Bunker and found some people to take the car away. After about half an hour, they were transported back to the Hunter Association via helicopter.
Under the influence of recent events, everyone felt a twinge of unease in their hearts.
They gazed at the long-awaited Hunter Association, feeling a sense of melancholy. Some individuals couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety; indeed, how long would this peaceful era last? The implications of such influence were hard for them to fathom.
However, returning to their thoughts, they sensed something different within the association—there seemed to be fewer people than usual. What could be causing this situation?
Meanwhile, within Wanderer's Home, everyone felt particularly unsettled. The atmosphere was heavy with sorrow, and only a few moved about inside. After queuing up, they laid out the entire situation.
This time, a somewhat stern administrator had taken over. After understanding the circumstances, they heard about an alarming event that warranted serious attention.
What was this event? Well, after grasping all the details, everyone’s expressions reflected a sense of inadequacy. Despite not being directly affected, their inner thoughts became apparent.
It turned out that Northern Pass was facing a significant battle. About three days ago, news emerged from above Gorge Dragon Pass in Northern Border regarding an invasion by thousands of Zerg creatures. Thousands! What an overwhelming force! Even the closest battles involved only hundreds of Zerg invaders; however, this incident was happening far too frequently.
Moreover, reports indicated that a terrifying Insectoid was leading the army of Zerg into confrontation. The original stationed troops had suffered heavy losses and were forced to issue a final rescue directive to the Human Alliance. Clearly, the opposing Zerg did not intend to sweep through using brute force; otherwise, with such overwhelming numbers, no checkpoint could withstand an urgent defense against their massive assault.
If the intelligence of the Zerg reached a level comparable to that of humans, they could even split their forces into four groups to attack humanity's four major checkpoints. Two of these checkpoints were situated across rivers and mountainous regions; strategically positioned at high points would give humans a significant advantage in defense.
Only a vast plain stretched before the other two checkpoints, an open grassland and a desolate expanse, with no fortifications in sight. These four locations formed a massive defensive line that protected a large inland area, and for the century that followed, countless invasions by the Zerg were thwarted in their infancy.
However, during the Cosmic Bug War, there had been no battles as significant as the Battle of the Hundred Insects or the Thousand-Legged Battle. The elite forces of the Zerg were involved, and from the scans conducted by military satellites, it was evident that this was an upgraded version of the previous Battle of the Hundred Insects.
The scale of the Zerg within this conflict was alarming, with the top twenty positions on the danger scale occupied by them. The threat level was extremely high; if humanity relied solely on conventional firearms, they would hardly make any impact on these creatures, even while holding their ground in the mountainous region.
Yet, they could not withstand the relentless onslaught of the Zerg. The gunfire was unceasing, with some weapons overheating and even exploding. The human casualties were significant; after just one battle, thousands of elite warriors were lost.
The trees from the mountainside were insufficient to make enough coffins. At that moment, everyone felt a sense of denial; these warriors died honorably, but without effective strategies, the number of insects would only continue to rise.
From the military satellite's perspective, there were signs of gathering forces stretching for hundreds of miles in the distance. Thus, from the very beginning of this battle, its outcome was unpredictable. Suddenly, each fortress came under attack, and upon realizing this situation, the mountainous region also faced a massive influx of insects, resulting in unprecedented damage within mere moments.
However, due to later military preparations, all soldiers reached an unprecedented state of readiness, achieving a balance between offense and defense. Under such conditions, humanity's aggression became terrifying; if this continued at this level, many Zerg members would soon be eliminated.
Yet even so, humanity's foundation was gradually being worn down. Once reinforcements arrived, the momentum of the Zerg would surely be crushed.
But it was also difficult to predict; judging by these soldiers' resilience, it seemed likely that the insects' resistance would persist.
The intensity was frighteningly high. However, as humanity's combat capabilities improved over time, their losses began to diminish incrementally. The impenetrable defense power would send waves of insects tumbling down in the mountainous region; lower-tier insect troops were utterly meaningless against such strength.
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