"Escape! We must escape quickly!"
The flying boat of the Lin Yuan Clan swiftly took off, heading towards their Small World.
The Insect Race army symbolically chased for a while, like a whirlwind, pursuing for hundreds of kilometers before returning.
The Ancient Insect bragged to Lu Yuan: [It's been ages since I last acted, but do they really think I'm just a sick insect?]
[These so-called Ancient Races are nothing special; how does my combat power compare to yours?]
This guy's six long legs twitched a few times, looking smug.
Lu Yuan originally wanted to flatter a bit, but such a big matter, he didn't dare to hide: "Senior, I might be stronger than you now... If you can't handle it, I'll take the fight."
[Stronger than me? That so-called strong person, I can kill in one stroke.] Although the Ancient Insect thought highly of Lu Yuan, it was a bit unpersuaded at this moment, with a tone of dissatisfaction, [Don't brag, the greater the strength, the greater the responsibility.]
