Looking out, what should have been a seabed brimming with coral, seaweed, and various glowing creatures, was now only an endless expanse of dark purple biological substrate, like some living, ugly carpet covering everything.
On this substrate, countless pulsating Insect Race hatching chambers and Spore Cannon Towers stood, along with various grotesque Insect Race bioarchitecture, resembling a twisted forest.
At the horizon, the earth suddenly collapsed, forming a gigantic chasm unimaginably large, as if leading directly to Hell.
This was the ultimate target of this mission, the location of the Level 3 Nest.
Even separated by such a distance, one could still sense the palpable pressure emanating from the void Insect Race within the depths of the chasm, and a low, chaotic psychic noise, as if composed of the wails of billions, constantly bombarding everyone's consciousness.
