With the First Lord's loud shouts, hundreds of Dreadlords reverted to their true forms and walked out of the crowd unhurriedly, completely oblivious to the mixed expressions of shock, fear, and disbelief on the Harleysons around them.

In a few moments, they swaggered together, staring with mockery and sarcasm at the refugees, who were less than one percent of their original population.

There is no doubt that dismantling a race countless times stronger than oneself from within, and slowly pushing it into the abyss from which it will never recover, can bring an incomparably strong sense of satisfaction to these creatures who are full of darkness and evil desires in their hearts.

To be precise, what they like to do most is to penetrate into the enemy's interior, and through a series of provocations, incitement, and antagonistic conflicts, the originally united opponents will fight each other and consume their own potential to the maximum.

Now, watching the proud and confident Harrison kneel on the ground, a look of fear and despair in his pupils, every Dreadlord couldn't help but grin uncontrollably.

Most importantly, by devouring the souls of the Harrisons and occupying their bodies, the Nasrezm Demon Race has made a qualitative leap, leaving Ereda, the Abyss Lord, and the Doom Guardian far behind, and becoming the most powerful force in the new legion.

Although the newborn demons have also shown great adaptability, they are still too young to threaten the status of the old lords for the time being.

"Surrender or die! choose, Harlesians!" Berom said in a menacing menace with his wings spread and his sharp claws.

At this moment, he no longer concealed his powerful and evil ambitions and thoughts, hoping to take this opportunity to take the remaining Harlaisons under his control first.

But unfortunately, the Dreadlord apparently underestimated the pride and power of a race that erupted in the face of life and death.

"Dream! We will not give in, and we will not be slaves to you bastards!"

"Come on, warriors, it's time to show our last courage!"

"Maybe we will die! We will perish! But we will never live in humiliation!"

"For courage, dignity and pride!"

......

Before the panicked civilians could react, thousands of warriors suddenly stood up, shouting slogans as they quickly activated the energy crystals they were wearing.

In the blink of an eye, countless energy crystals were like stars, releasing dazzling bright light one after another.

Although these small crystals worn on the body do not store too much energy, once there is a chain reaction, there is a high chance that they will resonate with the entire dark planet, and the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Therefore, Zhang Cheng, who was floating in outer space, finally stretched out his huge right hand at the moment when these energy crystals reached the critical point.

Next second!

Rumble!

With the purest physical attack, he directly crushed tens of thousands of soldiers and hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians into minced meat, and more than half of them were old and weak women and children who had little ability to resist.

However, for him who completely abandoned his humanity, this casualty was nothing at all.

Ignoring the unlucky ones who fell to the ground and wailed incessantly, and their bodies or hands and feet were flattened, Zhang Cheng ordered without thinking: "Take these captives on the transport ship!

"As you wish, great evil master. Berom bent down and bowed deeply.

Soon, driven away by the search of hundreds of millions of login units, all the remaining Harlaisons were found one by one, or they were humiliated into the landing ship like livestock, or they were killed on the spot and the corpses were transported back.

As the losers of the superstring war, they don't even have the right to survive, or even commit suicide, and the only hope of survival is to integrate into the organization's combat system, women are fertile in addition to giving birth, a small number of men will become stallions, constantly mating with women to reproduce, and the other large part will become a more advanced war cannon fodder.

It can be said that the history and civilization of the Harlessons have been extinct from this moment!

They don't have a future!

There is no hope!

There is no such thing as a better tomorrow!

Seeing the last Harrison being rudely thrown into the transport ship by the clone soldiers, Zhang Cheng shrank down and came to the huge crystal pillar standing in the center of the planet's extreme north, squinting his eyes to carefully observe the ancient words densely engraved on the stone slab next to him.

As one of the greatest life forms in the universe, the Titan, he didn't need any translation at all, and he could easily read the symbols on it.

As expected, in the distant past, the Harleson people, who were still in the age of Ru Mao's blood, stumbled upon this place and saw it as a gift from the gods, creating a primitive religion and belief system.

Through day and night prayer and research, some religious believers have gradually discovered that they are able to release a super energy wave from this huge crystal column in a specific way, which resonates with a specific target, and truly treats everything as a high-energy particle.

As a result, the Harlessons used this crystal pillar as their hole card to constantly attack those enemies who posed a threat to them, and finally succeeded in reaching the summit and becoming the only intelligent race on the dark planet that has survived to this day.

And these ways of controlling the crystallization column are precisely the mysterious connection between the string and matter and energy.

It can not only break all the narrow perceptions of time, space, matter, and energy, but also restore all matter and energy to its most primitive state. It's no wonder that mastering a main string means having an endless amount of energy and resources......"

Just as Zhang Cheng touched his chin and muttered to himself, the mother, who was only half of her body left, struggled to crawl over from a distance and shouted in a trembling voice: "Help...... Save me, don't abandon me!"

"Hmm, you're not dead yet!" Zhang Cheng turned around and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

You must know that according to the data given by the mothership probe, this guy was almost hit head-on by the "Harrison Eye" at that time, and it is estimated that the probability of surviving is no more than 0.05%.

"I'm still alive!Don't let me die!I don't want to die!I can create an army for you!An invincible army!" The mother's eyes widened and she longed for life.

"I'm sorry, you're just a one-time consumable to me, and I'm not going to leave anything too dangerous around. If you're not mistaken, you should always have the memory of Eria in your mind, and the strong hatred for me, right?" Zhang Cheng asked with a slight curl of his mouth.

Leaving behind a scourge of high danger levels?

He's not that stupid!

It is the smart man to make full use of it and destroy it directly and humanely......