"What are you doing?"
"Damn it! Take it down!"
"Bastard!"
Over the military camps where tens of millions of Locust People have assembled, shouts of surprise and reprimands ring out, as their supreme commander, Xing Venerate, is pierced through the chest with thunder by another Locust People.
"This power, you're not one of the Locust People!" Xing Venerate's compound eyes coldly stare at Muria, "You're an invader from another realm!"
Boom——
Shattered insect carapace flies about mingled with dirty insect fluid as Muria, holding the Spear of the Sun Chaser, rotates it inside this Locust People's chest.
Golden Thunder rages within, shattering its power, and the solidified wind swirls, as if a wheel of blades is spinning, grinding its organs, muscles, and exoskeleton. Then, Dragon Flames burn, scouring away its vitality.