The starry sky is shattered and all races invade. The only hope for mankind is to awaken to the spiritual book of destiny.
Some people awaken the dragon, burning mountains and boiling the sea with their breath; some people awaken angels, and the holy light spreads to purify all things.
But he has awakened the "Zerg talent" that is recognized as the most useless.
Large quantity?
That's cannon fodder.
Low combat effectiveness?
That's a genetic lock.
It wasn't until the black tide that covered the sky and covered the sun swallowed up the kingdom of gods that the world discovered in horror:
Every humble worker bee possesses the evolutionary potential to tear apart space.
Since God doesn't favor him, then my insect swarm will reshape order...
