Two questions suddenly appeared in Chen Ming's mind, circling around him, making him completely unable to understand.
While Chen Ming was completely unable to think of an answer.
The battle between the Thorn Insect Race and the Mechanical Race continued.
In the Thorn Insect Race, besides the most numerous Striding Insects.
There were also some smaller insect races that looked like beetles.
And larger ones, over three meters tall, with a considerable number of limbs, emerging from the tunnels they dug, joining the battlefield, throwing themselves madly at the Mechanical Race.
Although the insects at the forefront charged mindlessly, the Bubble Insects in the rear were entirely different.
They were very clever, skirting the edges of the battlefield, dispersedly arranged, yet could unify their acidic sprays on a single target.
This acid, somewhat different in color from what Chen Ming had seen before, could even melt White Cloud Steel.
