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In the blink of an eye, a crater with a diameter of a hundred meters appeared on the ground. Edmund was fiercely smashed into the deep pit by General Armor's punch.

The crowd couldn't help but gasp in shock. They hadn't expected General Armor's punch to be so explosive in power. And it seemed that this punch had consumed all of his strength.

After smashing Edmund into the deep pit, General Armor's body suddenly shrank back to its original size. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone rushed over. By this time, General Armor's true form had disappeared. All that remained was a tattered bamboo chair. Clive's appearance returned to the group.

"Clive," David rushed forward and helped him up from the ground. Clive, at this moment, looked like a hundred-year-old man with white hair and wrinkles etched across his face like knife cuts. His body had become feeble, as if all the bones inside him had shattered.

"Old man! What are you doing?" Emlyn hurried over, crouching down to look at Clive with concern. 

Clive slowly opened his eyes at this moment. After glancing at everyone, he gave a weak smile and spoke slowly, "This is the only thing an old man like me can do. Our human race... is no less than any other race."

After saying this, Clive suddenly coughed up a large amount of blood. Seeing this, Sophie immediately approached to use Stellar Healing to help Clive, but Clive shook his head laboriously.

"Don't bother. Even if you heal me, I don't have much time left," he said, looking at David. "Kid, remember one thing: let the human race... rise!"

After uttering these words, Clive's face displayed a contented smile. He knew that his wish couldn't be fulfilled, but with David here, even if he died here, he believed that David could accomplish this task. Thinking about entrusting the lifelong goal he had fought for to the young man in front of him, Clive's heart was filled with comfort. And just as a faint satisfied smile appeared on his face, he stopped breathing weakly.

"Clive!"

" Old man! "

"Don't die! Grandpa!"

  Everyone's emotions immediately turned sorrowful. Emlyn, in particular, couldn't hold back his tears and wept bitterly as he held Clive's lifeless body.

In the apocalyptic world, without Clive, Emlyn would have become a wandering soul long ago. Although they often argued, their feelings for each other were strong. While others may not have had much contact with Clive, seeing him sacrifice himself to defeat Edmund filled them with admiration.Follow current s on _Fire

And at that moment, a voice filled with contempt and disdain suddenly echoed from the deep pit, "Heh, did you really think the fists of mere humans could kill me?"

The crowd was startled, quickly turning their heads to look. In the deep pit, a large amount of black smoke suddenly billowed out. The smoke swirled, seemingly intent on engulfing everything in its path.

Within the smoke, there were also numerous black insects, as if they had suddenly emerged from the void. They kept circling in mid-air, forming a insects swarm.

Beneath the swarm of insects, a massive creature with wings and golden armor suddenly flew up. When the swarm saw this gigantic creature, they emitted excited sounds and flocked towards it.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of insects entered the body of this massive creature, causing its size to increase significantly. The entire creature looked incredibly sturdy, and its aura exuded an unknown and terrifying power.

"Edmund?" Viola stared at the giant creature, taking a moment to realize what was happening.

As Viola spoke, everyone else quickly understood that this enormous creature must be Edmund's true form—the Zerg King.

"It... transformed into a bug? Did Clive's punch not kill it?"

  The group was puzzled.They had initially thought that Clive's incredibly powerful punch would at least severely injure Edmund, but instead, he had transformed back into his true form as the Zerg King. Moreover, it appeared that his aura had become even more menacing, and his strength had significantly increased.

"Haha! Did you really think it would be so easy to kill the Zerg King? In this wasteland world, I am the ruler here, and no living being can kill me! And I can kill any living being!" Edmund, now in the form of the Zerg King, continued to speak with a human voice, but it was accompanied by the horrifying and eerie sound of the Zerg. In his words, he showed nothing but disdain for David and the others, as if he could obliterate them with the snap of his fingers.

Listening to Edmund's words, David's expression turned solemn. He glanced at Clive's lifeless body and softly said, "Clive, rest assured. I will kill it. I've taken up the banner for the human race."

At this moment, David finally understood why Clive had selflessly sacrificed his life. It was because he was a member of the human race, and he had a duty to ensure the survival of their kind in this world. It was a mission as well as a matter of pride.

David, also a member of the human race, had now inherited Clive's legacy. He was ready to fight for the human race once more. David stood up with determination, holding the Staff of the Wasteland in his hand, and he stared fiercely at Edmund.

At this moment, David was no longer fighting for himself but for the entire human race on this planet. His heart held no fear, not even a ripple of hesitation.

Seeing David's resolute expression, no one had time to grieve anymore. They knew that the most important thing now was to kill the creature before them. Only by doing so could they avenge Clive and prove the human race's place in this world.

"I'll slaughter you!" Emlyn, burning with anger, didn't hesitate for a moment and charged towards Edmund. Behind him, dozens of evil ghost with bared fangs followed closely.

Seeing Emlyn, a human willing to sacrifice himself, Edmund didn't hesitate either. He spread his golden wings, and from them shot forth sharp arrows of light. In the span of a breath, the dozen or so evil ghost behind Emlyn were struck down in their tracks by these invisible arrows.

At the same time, the thick, arm-sized arrow aimed at Emlyn under Edmund's sneer.