Everything changed too quickly. No one had thought that the main force, who everyone had all believed were safe because they stayed in the rear, would actually all turn into insect warriors.
Among the recruits in the rear main force, apart from the three-star martial artists that made up the majority of the force, there were still several dozen four-star martial artists.
Among the seven young experts of East Asia recruits, one was dead and one was seriously injured. The recruits who had lost their battle intent and morale could only be slaughtered by these insects. For a moment, intermittent blood-curdling cries and screams of panic rose and fell with no end in the forest.
A repeatedly roaring Okamoto Takeshi slowly stood that huge and robust body of his up. It was completely covered in hideous blue veins, many of which had already faded away. His thick pillar-like arms were now like deflated balloons.
