Minecraft players are invading the worlds.

The four thousand-plus players who were closest didn't even have time to react.

"boom!"

More than four thousand crisp sounds of undead totems shattering echoed through the starry sky once again, like a barrage of firecrackers.

The dazzling golden light converged once again.

Just one second later, the more than four thousand players reappeared unharmed in their original positions.

What's utterly absurd is that the first thing these players did after being resurrected, instead of being angry or fearful, was to cross their arms and float silently in the vacuum, staring at the Cuban Emperor with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Hey guys, look at this, the boss is finally about to unleash a flurry of attacks and enter its berserk phase."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the special effects are quite gorgeous."

A heated discussion immediately erupted in the guild channel, with one mage player even pulling out a handful of system gold coins from thin air and shouting loudly.

"Come on, brothers, let's open the betting! I bet this old bone's next series of ultimate moves will wipe out ten immortal totems from each of us in one go."

"Tch, ten is underestimating a stellar-level being, isn't it? I bet twenty."

"I'm betting thirty. Whoever loses, I'll treat everyone to barbecue in Hangzhou tonight."

……

Listening to this group of humans brazenly opening betting odds in front of him, gambling their lives with their ultimate killing skills, the Cuban emperor's dark golden eyes twitched wildly, almost causing his soul to dissipate on the spot from anger.

I'm going to burn my very essence and unleash a powerful attack to annihilate you all.

You're telling me now that you're actually gambling with my ultimate move?

What kind of twisted and insane civilization is this?

These humans showed absolutely no reverence for death, nor any fear of the disparity in power.

They had a deep-seated, almost blind, trust in that immortal treasure that could constantly resurrect itself.

At this moment, the proud heart of the ancient Cuban emperor, which had been dormant for tens of thousands of years, finally felt an uncontrollable chill.

"Damn it, these humans are terrifying! This bizarre mechanism that completely subverts the logic of physics and life cannot be killed by conventional means. We can't afford to get entangled with them here any longer."

The Cuban emperor was also a decisive man who lived for countless years.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, it did not hesitate and immediately sent a hidden mental wave through a channel directly to the mind of the Cuban king on his home planet.

"King of Cuba, immediately implement the highest-level contingency plan."

The Cuban emperor's urgent and solemn voice resonated in the soul of the Cuban king.

"Immediately take the core clansmen and the spark of civilization and begin the wandering plan. The strange laws that these humans have mastered are beyond my understanding. I simply cannot kill them."

"I will stay here and do everything in my power to hold them off and buy you time to evacuate. Once you are safely out of the home planet's sphere of influence, I will naturally find a way to escape and catch up with you."

……

Meanwhile, inside the Senate meeting room of the Bone Demon Empire's Supreme Mother Star.

When the ancient Cuban emperor's solemn voice resounded throughout the hall, the entire council chamber fell into a deathly silence.

All the bone demon elders looked at each other with utter horror, the flames in their eye sockets trembling wildly.

Even the great and invincible ruler himself admitted that he could not kill the other party, and even had to use the wandering plan?

The Cuban king, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly stood up and slammed the scepter, which represented supreme power, onto the ground. His voice was filled with despair and determination.

"Are you all deaf? What are you waiting for? The clan chief has already given the final order. Get out of here and prepare to escape."

"Yes, Chief."

Chapter 441 is a good thing

The crowd then snapped out of their daze, letting out terrified screams and immediately activating the Senate's highest-level control panel.

As countless emergency orders were issued directly through the Senate like snowflakes, the entire home star system of the Bone Demon civilization was plunged into unprecedented chaos and madness.

"Alert! Activate Level 1 Civilized Homelessness Response."

"All core research personnel and members of the royal family, proceed immediately to Starport One to board the ship."

The massive Ark-class warships that were originally docked at various starports as the last line of defense suddenly roared to life and began operating at full power.

Countless elite bone demons and scientific research machines carrying the seeds of civilization were hastily crammed onto warships like ducks being herded, preparing for this long interstellar journey with no known destination.

And in the shadowy zone at the edge of the parent galaxy, where no one notices.

A warship, its body a deep, dark green, and its design identical to that of the Bone Demon civilization, was moving swiftly and silently toward the Bone Demon homeworld, like a ghost.

What's particularly eerie is that the entire corridors, bridges, and living quarters of this massive warship fleet are completely empty.

I didn't see any living bone demons controlling it inside.

Our attention returns to the main battlefield in the north, where artillery fire rages.

Time slipped away quietly for several hours amidst that numbing cycle of one-sided slaughter and endless resurrection.

After several hours and hundreds of rounds of bombardment and high-intensity output of primordial laws, even a terrifying being as powerful as the Cuban Emperor, a stellar-level being, now has his towering, thousand-meter-tall dark golden skeletal body covered with countless large and small wounds and cracks.

In some places, the bones were even blasted to pieces by the players' reckless, suicidal attacks, and the dark gold divine light of the law on the surface of their bodies, which was originally as dazzling as the sun, became much dimmer.

The Cuban emperor was breathing heavily, a sign that his soul energy was depleted.

It looked at the group of still energetic humans in front of it with a gloomy and desperate expression.

Just now, it watched one of the players as it relentlessly blasted that ant into oblivion thousands of times with a series of stellar-level punches.

Each time, that disgusting golden light would appear as scheduled.

Thousands of immortal items capable of withstanding stellar-level annihilation.

And judging from their nonchalant attitude, it seemed as if they had tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of other items in their backpacks.

"Is this the true horror of this civilization?"

The Cuban emperor gave a bitter laugh to himself; he now fully understood where the so-called civilization's confidence lay.

Infinite immortality, an unreasonable, law-based resurrection.

No wonder these humans, with only peak planetary-level strength, dare to rampage so recklessly in this cruel starry sky, treating advanced civilizations as nothing.

The Cuban emperor slightly turned his head, his gaze fixed on another expanse of empty space in the distance.

There, Cuba's once proud array of 700,000-strong defensive warships, which it claimed could withstand all external enemies, had been completely transformed into a cosmic junkyard composed of metal wreckage and cold ashes.

In just a few hours, that massive fleet was almost completely annihilated by that human leader, who single-handedly cut down the entire force with just a sword.

"Buzz".

At this moment, Xu Tian was hovering in the center of the endless ruins.

The Star Slayer sword in his hand no longer showed its original four-colored radiance.

The sword was enveloped in an intense, pure black that seemed to devour light.

That's because, during those few hours of one-sided slaughter, this sword devoured and absorbed the pure souls of over a million elite bone goblins, filled with fear and resentment.

The evil and destructive power emanating from it even caused the Cuban emperor, tens of thousands of kilometers away, to feel a stinging pain from the depths of his soul.

"King of Cuba, how is your evacuation progressing?"

The Cuban emperor took a deep breath and once again sent an inquiry to his home planet through the Deadline Channel.

Soon, the King of Cuba's voice, tinged with relief and panic, came back.

"My Lord, we are ready. All core members of our clan, research data, and supplies have been transferred. The advance escort fleet has activated its warp engines and will be ready to depart soon."

"Okay, you guys go first, don't linger."

The Cuban emperor's voice carried a hint of resolve.

"I will use a secret technique to escape the battlefield and then come to join you."

After disconnecting from the home planet, the Cuban emperor's massive body suddenly turned around, his bloodshot, dark gold eyes locking onto Xu Tian, ​​who was holding a black sword in the distance.

"Since you're leaving, before you go, I must take your life."

The aura emanating from the Cuban emperor suddenly became incredibly violent, and his furious soul energy roared wildly in the vacuum.

"You damned ant, how dare you single-handedly kill so many elite members of my Bone Demon Empire! Even if you are immortal, today I will cast your soul into the endless void turbulence, so that you will never be reincarnated."

Watching the massive, mountain-like Cuban emperor, carrying an aura of world-destroying power, abandon his main force and charge madly towards them.

Xu Tian, ​​standing in the middle of the ruins, showed no panic or urgency whatsoever. Instead, he let out a low, confident laugh.

"Good timing."

Xu Tian calmly stretched out his hands, raising the Star Slayer sword, which had turned completely black, high into the sky.

"My sword has absorbed the souls of tens of millions of aliens since it first entered the starry sky. If I don't use the blood of you, a stellar-level boss, to sharpen it today, it would be the greatest insult to this divine weapon."

"boom!"

As Xu Tian finished speaking, he poured all the vast magical power within him into the Star Slayer without reservation.

In an instant, the terrifying energy accumulated within the longsword, containing the souls of tens of millions of aliens, was fully unleashed.

Boundless black energy, like a reversed galaxy, surged wildly from the sword, instantly spreading and covering the vast void spanning tens of thousands of kilometers.

The extreme destruction and soul annihilation contained within that black energy even caused the physical laws of this universe to groan in despair.

The Cuban emperor, who was charging at full speed, suddenly stopped his massive skeletal body mid-air when he sensed the terrifying power emanating from the black longsword.

Its dark golden eyes widened to their limit in an instant, and from the depths of its soul, an unprecedented and extremely strong premonition of death gripped it tightly.

Chapter 442 Ants Are Coming

"Something's not right. The power emanating from this sword is far too terrifying."

The Cuban emperor's battle instincts, honed over tens of thousands of years, were frantically sending it an alarm.

It was horrified to discover that if it were to actually take the blow that the human was about to unleash, it seemed it would truly die, and die in a way that would completely obliterate its soul.

"No, I absolutely cannot die here."

The tragic future of the Bone Demon civilization flashed through the Cuban emperor's mind in an instant.