Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

Lin Ziyu and Long Yan rushed back to the Orc tribe in a panic. Long Yan immediately summoned important figures from the three tribes to discuss strategies to deal with the current crisis.

Shortly after the three tribes entered the conference room, something unexpected happened. The Soul Devourer and the Soul Devourer Demon Insect King, leading a dense army of Soul Devourer Demon Insects and countless ferocious beasts, arrived at the edge of the Death Forest with great momentum.

However, before the three tribes could even exchange their crucial information, a sudden cacophony of noise erupted from outside the conference room. First, shouts erupted, followed by the sounds of fierce fighting, terrified cries, and the clanging of spiritual energy colliding with weapons... The entire scene instantly descended into chaos.

A soldier stumbled into the meeting room, his face filled with panic as he stammered, "Report...Report! A beast tide...a beast tide is coming!"

Before he finished speaking, another soldier ran in with a panicked look on his face and reported, "Oh no! Something's happened at the wounded camp. For some reason, the injured soldiers suddenly started a riot and started crazily attacking other healthy members of the tribe!"

At this moment, everyone present suddenly felt an extremely terrifying aura sweeping over them like a surging tide. It felt like it came from the Netherworld, carrying an endless chill and oppression that sent chills down everyone's spine.

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, alarm bells blaring in their hearts. Without hesitation, they rose from their seats and sprinted towards the conference room door. The moment they stepped out, the scene before them left them speechless and horrified. Outside, they saw a state of utter chaos, with all sorts of ferocious beasts furiously attacking the seemingly fragile yet indestructible barrier.

Within the barrier, the previously wounded soldiers' eyes were now bloodshot, their gazes revealing a near-insane madness. Like mad beasts, they recklessly launched a ferocious attack on their comrades. For a moment, shouts of killing and screams echoed throughout the space.

At the same time, high in the sky, the shadowy figure of a demonic insect of astonishing size slowly emerged. Its hideous appearance, like something from the depths of a nightmare, sent shivers down one's spine. With the appearance of the demonic insect, circles of mysterious, visible vibrations spread outward from it. All creatures touched by these waves, whether ferocious beasts or valiant soldiers from the three tribes, instantly became possessed by some sinister force, their behavior becoming bizarre and violent.

Those who had been somewhat calm, the moment they came into contact with the aperture, felt their souls violently shaken as if struck by a heavy hammer. The pain penetrated their very bones, as if it were tearing their souls apart. Many collapsed to the ground, holding their heads in their hands and howling in agony.

However, amidst the chaos and panic, Lin Ziyu, relying on the protective power of space and his own powerful soul force, was the first to break free from the terrifying influence. His eyes shifted slightly, and he gazed solemnly at the shadowy figure of the demonic insect in the sky and the expanding light ring. He shouted loudly, "Everyone, pay attention! This light ring is the soul attack launched by the Soul-Devouring Demonic Insect King. Its power is extremely powerful. Do not come into direct contact with it! Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Long Yan made a prompt decision and shouted loudly: "All soldiers who are good at defense, listen up, quickly reinforce the barrier, and hold on even if it takes all your strength! The rest of you, follow me to resist these crazy soldiers!" Before he finished speaking, he flashed and rushed forward like an arrow.

Seeing this, Lin Ziyu threw himself into the fierce battle without hesitation. He channeled his spiritual energy and softly chanted an obscure incantation. As his chanting rang out, dazzling rays of purifying light shot out from his hands, accurately targeting the frantic soldiers. Instantly, the soldiers enveloped by the purifying light trembled slightly, their previously frenzied emotions briefly suppressed.

However, the Demonic Insect King's attacks were like surging waves, one higher than the other, constantly coming. Despite the soldiers' desperate resistance, the fragile barrier still teetered under the fierce attack, as if it would collapse at any moment.

People from the human and sea tribes joined the battlefield one after another. For a moment, shouts of killing and the sounds of weapons clashing resounded through the sky, and various colors of spiritual light intertwined together.

Everyone joined in the battle, but as long as the Soul Devouring Demon Insect King's soul power attack was not lifted, they were still unable to resist the beast tide and the attacks of the Soul Devouring Demon Insects.

Faced with this situation, an idea flashed through Lin Ziyu's mind. He looked at Long Yan, who was fighting fiercely beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Yan, cover me! I will use the Ancient Spirit Sword to attack the Soul Devouring Demon Insect King. Perhaps I can break its soul shadow in one fell swoop and stop its soul power attack!"

Hearing this, Long Yan looked at Lin Ziyu with worry in his eyes, but still nodded and said, "Okay!"

After receiving Long Yan's affirmative response, Lin Ziyu took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began to concentrate all his spiritual energy. His hands rapidly transformed into magical spells, and mysterious runes flickered and appeared around him. A moment later, accompanied by a dazzling golden sword of light, Lin Ziyu's body slowly rose into the air. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with brilliance, and shouted, "Break!" At the same time, he poured all his spiritual energy into the spiritual sword in his hand.

Instantly, the spirit sword blazed with immense light, like a golden sun hanging high in the sky. Under Lin Ziyu's full power, the spirit sword transformed into an immense golden blade of light, shooting towards the looming demon insect shadow in the sky with devastating force.

There was a resounding bang, and the shadowy figure of the Demonic Insect King, seemingly struck by a heavy blow, let out an ear-piercing scream. Under this blow, the shadowy figure of the Soul-Devouring Demonic Insect King dimmed, its might noticeably weakened.

The three-tribe coalition forces seized this rare opportunity. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, their morale soared, they launched a swift and fierce attack with overwhelming force. The coalition forces worked in close coordination, their cries of battle reverberating. The beast tide and the soul-devouring demonic insects retreated steadily before the coalition's overwhelming power.