Those who reincarnate must die.

Inside the Bloodlust temporary command post, several burly giants, each nearly twenty meters tall, were reviewing battle reports from the front lines while analyzing the situation. {What? You don't know yet? | Read COM, read error-free chapters | Go Google it now!}

Although they are warlike and bloodthirsty, not all Berserkers are simple-minded battle maniacs. To become a dominant race in the universe, they also need clear-headed commanders.

Those here are all generals of the Berserker Bloodline. They are not only exceptionally intelligent, but also far stronger than ordinary warriors. Furthermore, they have awakened special abilities due to undergoing extraordinary modifications, making them heroic units of the entire race!

However, at this moment, all the heroes had solemn expressions.

According to battle reports, the casualties at the front lines were extremely heavy. Although the average strength of the Zerg was inferior to that of the Berserkers, the kill ratio between the two sides exceeded one hundredfold. However, the Zerg had cultivated this planet for a long time, relying on the planet's energy and the Queen's terrifying reproductive ability to continuously send out bug soldiers. But for the Berserkers, every death meant one less soldier left!

Moreover, these insects possess an extremely strong ability to evolve, and as the battle progresses, new unit types have begun to emerge that are clearly designed to counter the Berserker's tactics. Dragging this out is disadvantageous for the Berserkers...

"Defeating the Zerg is easy, just find the Queen and kill her!" a stout, somewhat short and fat general sneered. "Who's in charge of the Alpha Squad sent to search for the Queen? Why haven't they made a move yet!"

"You make it sound so easy!" Another tall, slender general glanced at him. "Judging by the size of the swarm on this planet, the queen is no ordinary swarm. Her intelligence and experience far surpass those of the smaller queens. She must have already found herself an absolutely safe haven!"

"And I reckon it's not just one place!" a female madwoman added. "Based on past experience, mature queens construct intricate networks within planets, containing numerous hiding places. Once their tracks are discovered by the enemy, the queens immediately relocate, making them extremely difficult to track!"

"So, you're saying we can only drag this out like this?" The fat general slammed his fist on the table impatiently. "It hasn't been that long, and we've already lost over a million brothers! The lifespan of the Berserkers isn't as short as those bedbugs, which hatch from eggs in just a few weeks. Every life we've sacrificed represents an elite warrior cultivated by the Empire over many years!"

"We really can't afford to waste any longer!" The tallest general, seated at the head of the table, slammed his fist on the table. "I declare the deadline for the planetary war is two weeks from now. If we haven't found the queen by then, we'll begin our retreat!"

"Retreat?" The other generals were taken aback: "Running away is not in the dictionary of a madman!"

"We're not running away!" the leading general explained. "Even if we were running away, we weren't running from the insects, but from the Nebula Bomb!"

"What? The Nebula Bomb?"

The other generals were taken aback: "You plan to destroy this planet?"

The tall general nodded: "Yes, since we can't get this planet, let's destroy it along with the bugs! At least that way we can eliminate a potential Zerg fodder!"

"After we destroy this place, we'll focus on other mineral-rich planets. Most of them are uninhabitable, and the Zerg will have a hard time scaling up. Our space forces can easily land and win. Once we've wiped out the Zerg, this Crimson Stream system will serve as a rear-area mineral resource point for us!"

"That's the only way..." The other generals also agreed.

Just then, an urgent intelligence message suddenly appeared on the electronic screen. Upon opening it, it was sent from the front line in the northern part of the planet. The insects that had been fighting them to the death there had suddenly lost their will to fight, and began to fall into chaos and even attack each other. They were slaughtered by the berserkers and could only make instinctive counterattacks. They were completely unable to organize an effective resistance!

"What's going on?" Just as the group was wondering, intelligence alerts began to sound one after another. Similar messages were being sent back from the front lines all over the planet, as if all the insects on the planet had lost their will to fight in an instant...

The Bloodlust generals could only guess one reason for this: "Could the decapitation strike have succeeded? Quickly contact Alpha Squad!"

The electronic screen in the command center flashed a communication indicator, but there was no response for a long time.

"What happened?" several generals asked in surprise. "Could they have perished? Check their location!"

A 3D map of the planet appeared on the screen, with a flashing dot somewhere that coincided with the coordinates of the command center.

"Is it nearby? Let's zoom in!"

As the map zoomed in, the coordinates of the dot and the command center remained indistinguishable...

"This is..." Just as the group was in shock, a violent tremor suddenly came from beneath their feet, followed by a loud bang, and a crack appeared in the floor of the command room!

Just kidding. It's called a command center, but it's actually a Bloodthirsty warship docked on the ground. The floor beneath their feet is made of special alloy bulkheads, which are extremely sturdy. The ship is also protected by an energy shield. How could it be so easily invaded and destroyed?

Despite their many doubts, the warriors, driven by instinct, immediately drew their weapons and became alert.

Emerging from the crack was the captain of the Alpha Squad, but he was now covered in wounds and on the verge of death, half of his body clinging to the edge of the crack, his lower body still hanging inside the opening...

On the captain's shoulder stood a small race!

This guy was only about a tenth the height of the generals, and he didn't have any sharp teeth or claws, nor was he armed; he seemed harmless. But for some reason, the moment they saw him, the powerful Berserker generals felt a chill run down their spines.

"What are you?" The short, stout general, with the most volatile temper, pointed his long sword at the small race and questioned them.

"I am human, you can call me Hunter," Zhang Lang answered his question, then countered, "This must be the highest command center of the Bloodlust on this planet. You all look like high-ranking officials, right?"

"So what if we do!" several generals scoffed. "You won't get any information from us!"

"I know!" Zhang Lang smiled slightly. "The word 'surrender' doesn't exist in the dictionary of madmen! So, I don't intend to waste my energy."

As he spoke, Zhang Lang moved, transforming into a blur, passing by the several Bloodthirsty generals in the command room, and returned to his original position.

These bloodthirsty generals didn't even have time to react; they merely paused for a moment, and then heads rolled off their shoulders one by one...