Brother, just how powerful is our family?

At the center of the Orion spiral arm lies the home of the worm.

The starry sky here was originally dim.

For hundreds of millions of years, the Beast Clan has thrived in this star field, devouring everything around them generation after generation.

The star was plundered of its planets and dust, leaving only its bare body burning alone in the void.

The nebula was drained of gas and dust, turning into a thin mist that even blurred the starlight.

The asteroid belt was completely cleared, leaving only scattered fragments floating in the darkness.

But now, the starry sky has become even dimmer.

It wasn't because resources were scarcer, although they certainly were. It was because of that devastating war.

The Calamity Nest Master floats in the cavity at the center of the nest, its four thick limbs gripping a platform made of an exoskeleton.

Its body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from anger.

An rage it had never experienced before, one that nearly consumed its consciousness.

Twelve ancient behemoths. The ultimate weapon, dormant for millions of years. The most powerful force of the Kumobkin race.

It sent out twelve, but only eight returned.

The four of them remain forever in the starry sky of the Yanhuang civilization.

Those quantum foam bombs, those reckless Yanhuang warriors piloting fighter jets crashing into the behemoth, using those bizarre weapons to dig one-kilometer-long craters after another into the behemoth's body.

The four ancient behemoths were completely dismembered under the continuous bombardment of quantum foam bombs, with even their cores failing to escape.

The other eight were also covered in wounds.

Their exoskeletons were mostly shattered, their internal energy organs were severely damaged, and some even lost the ability to emit beams of light.

They dragged their battered bodies, struggling through the cracks, and returned to their nest.

Then, the first thing they did was devour.

It devours everything in its vicinity that it can consume: asteroids, debris, and even small and medium-sized Shibu-mon that survived the battle.

They are so weak that they need a lot of energy to maintain even basic life activities.

Resources around the nest were already scarce, and now, after this round of frenzied consumption, they have become even scarcer.

The Lord of Calamity did not stop them, for it knew it was the instinct of the beasts.

When injured, it devours. When weakened, it devours. Devours, then recovers. Devours again, then recovers again.

This is the instinct that the Beast Clan has relied on for survival for hundreds of millions of years.

But this approach cannot solve all problems.

"Report the losses." The Calamity Nest Master issued the order to the commanders in various regions through the unique consciousness network of the Beast Clan.

There was no sound, no words, only pure thought.

This kind of thought can be transmitted extremely quickly, instantly covering the entire nest and the surrounding star field.

Soon, the data on the losses was compiled into the consciousness of the Calamity Nest Master.

"More than 60% of the medium-sized burrowing animals have been lost."

"More than 70% of the small juveniles have been lost."

"More than 80% of the reconnaissance-type kudu have been lost."

"Four ancient behemoths have been lost, and the remaining eight are seriously injured."

Each number is like a needle, piercing the heart of the Lord of Calamity.

The kujiri doesn't have a heart in the human sense. But the stinging sensation is real.

For hundreds of millions of years, the Qilin Beast Clan has never suffered such a devastating loss.

They have wiped out countless civilizations and destroyed countless galaxies, but no civilization has ever made them pay such a price. The Yanhuang civilization was the first.

The Lord of Calamity recalled the image of those Yanhuang warriors piloting fighter jets and crashing into ancient behemoths.

Those images were transmitted back to the lair through the consciousness network of the surviving stag beasts.

It saw the fighter jets weaving through the anti-aircraft fire, saw one after another being shot down, but more kept rushing up.

It saw the fighter jets crash into the behemoth's body, saw the quantum foam bombs explode, and saw the behemoth's body being cratered with one-kilometer-long holes.

It saw the pilots' final moments; their minds were devoid of fear, filled only with an almost insane resolve.

"For the sake of the Chinese people."

The Lord of Calamity did not understand the meaning of those words. But it sensed the power behind them.

That power didn't come from technology, but from something deeper. Something that the Kujira Beasts had never possessed.

"Pass down the order," the Lord of the Calamity Nest commanded all the wounded beasts. "All injured beasts, devour and recover as quickly as possible. Send harassment forces to the Yanhuang Civilization in rotation with all available troops. No large-scale attack is needed, just continuous, uninterrupted harassment. Deplete their energy, deplete their resources, and deplete their patience."

"We have plenty of time. Do they?"

After the command was given, the nest began to get busy.

The wounded beast was devouring everything in its path, trying to recover from its weakness.

Those uninjured beasts were organized into harassment forces, which crossed the rifts in waves and headed towards the territory of the Yanhuang civilization.

Their mission is not to win or destroy, but to harass.

They fire a few shots and then run away, dropping a few bullets and then retreating.

May the defenses of the Yanhuang civilization never find peace, may their warriors never be able to relax, and may their resources be gradually depleted.

This is the strategy of the Calamity Nest Master. It doesn't expect these disturbances to defeat the Yanhuang civilization.

All it needs to do is stall for time. Stall until the ancient behemoth recovers, stall until the Qiong Beast's forces are regrouped, stall until it finds the weakness of the Yanhuang civilization.

Then, they launched another deadly attack.

The Lord of Calamity Nest is not worried that the Yanhuang Civilization will attack.

Six thousand light-years. This is the distance from the homeland of the Beastmen to the territory of the Yanhuang civilization.

Six thousand light-years—at the fastest speed of the Yanhuang civilization's spaceships, it learned from intelligence gathered by the harassment forces that this was approximately sixty times the speed of light, requiring a full hundred years.

A hundred-year voyage meant enormous consumption of resources, prolonged isolation from the world, and the fleet being exhausted upon arrival.

Moreover, even if they come, what can they do? The nests of the Qilin Beasts are the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years, fortresses built by countless generations of Qilin Beasts using their exoskeletons.

Moreover, the Kujira Beast also possesses Rift Technology.

If the Yanhuang civilization were to launch a full-scale attack, the Qiong Beasts could easily open a rift and deploy their forces to the flanks and rear of the Yanhuang fleet, forming an encirclement.

Fighting at the doorstep of the Qiong Beast, the Qiong Beast has the advantage of timing and location.

Therefore, the Lord of the Calamity Nest was not worried. It even somewhat anticipated an attack from the Yanhuang civilization.

In that case, it could wage a war of annihilation right on its own doorstep.

They would destroy the main fleet of the Yanhuang civilization outside their lair, then take advantage of the situation to completely destroy their star system.

For hundreds of millions of years, the Kujira has never encountered a true opponent.

The Serantia civilization was too weak, so weak that even the beasts disdained to make a move.

Other civilizations were not worth mentioning. Only the Yanhuang civilization made the Qilin taste defeat for the first time.

But the Lord of Calamity believed it was only temporary. The Beast had enough patience, enough resources, and enough troops.

Although the Yanhuang civilization developed rapidly, rapid development does not equate to longevity.

They will eventually get tired, they will eventually relax, and they will eventually be caught off guard by the worms.