Free Web NovelChapter 322: Chapter 166: Mass Producing Puppets, an Unbeatable Performance
The next instant, its core was pierced.
BOOM—!!!
A deafening explosion erupted, and a terrifying wave of heat and fire instantly devoured everything around it.
Lin Ye hadn’t expected the creature to self-destruct before dying.
A destructive heatwave surged toward him. Instantly, a layer of dense black scales covered Lin Ye’s body, shielding him securely within.
The fiery light dissipated.
At the center of the explosion, a massive, scorched crater had appeared.
A dozen or so of the surrounding Eight-armed Race and Stone Ghost Race members who couldn’t dodge in time were caught in the blast, instantly reduced to charred cinders.
And Lin Ye stood at the edge of the crater, completely unscathed.
"I thought that since it was his first time encountering the Molten Demon Race, he’d at least be caught off guard."
Yin Liulan remarked coolly, watching the screen.
"I didn’t expect his scale-type Martial Arts Spirituality to have such strong fire resistance."
Lin Ye flicked his spear tip, his gaze locking onto the two leaders in the distance.
He took some time and, in a head-on clash, shattered the Eight-armed Race leader.
Then, with a spear light of Gang Sha condensed to its absolute limit, he blasted the Stone Ghost Race leader out of the sky.
When the last alien fell, Lin Ye’s chest heaved violently, and beads of sweat formed on his temples.
A battle of this intensity had taken a huge toll on him as well.
On the other side, Dongfang Zhen, despite his severely depleted Spiritual Power, had finally managed to once again use his Celestial Thunder-summoning technique to wipe out all the aliens.
After this wave of attacks, Wei Shuying’s image on the light screen went completely dark.
But before being eliminated, she had fought to the death to take down one last elite.
On Zhang Daoxuan’s screen, he was drenched in blood, his body covered in wounds so deep that bone was visible. He was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on his broken iron sword.
Although he had managed to kill all the monsters, he was clearly running on empty.
Seeing this result, Nie Cang shook his head. "This difficulty is still too unreasonable."
There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"I still don’t think anyone can last until the thirtieth wave."
"Even for Lin Ye and Dongfang Zhen, the twenty-eighth wave should be their limit."
The moment Nie Cang finished speaking.
[The 27th wave of attacks will begin shortly!]
The cold, mechanical prompt sounded again.
The battlefield was just that cruel; it gave you no time to breathe or regroup.
Lin Ye didn’t even have a chance to trigger the Healing out of combat mechanic.
On Zhang Daoxuan’s screen, his face was ashen. As he watched an even larger Alien Race Legion than the last wave gradually take form before him, despair appeared in his eyes for the first time.
’On the real battlefields of the Celestial Abyss, do the seniors guarding the frontiers also have to face such endless, suffocating tides of enemies?’
Seeing the expression on Zhang Daoxuan’s face, Nie Cang and Su Yunjin both sighed to themselves.
In a way, this test was designed to teach these chosen prodigies a cruel truth.
On a real battlefield, situations like this truly did occur.
No matter how many you killed, the enemy seemed endless.
Meanwhile, on Lin Ye’s screen.
He wasn’t looking at the enemies in front of him but was instead lost in thought.
He was well aware that his every move was being monitored by others.
’So, should I use the Silk Puppet skill or not?’
’This skill is far too sinister, completely at odds with the mainstream system of Martial Arts Spirituality.’
However, the thought lasted less than a second before he dismissed it completely.
’There’s no point in hiding it.’
’The more value I demonstrate, the higher my strategic importance will be in the eyes of the higher-ups.’
At that thought, a profound dark light flashed in Lin Ye’s eyes and was gone.
The next moment, something bizarre happened!
At his feet, on the battlefield littered with corpses, the body of an Eight-armed Race member—half of which he had just blasted apart—suddenly twitched.
At first, only seven or eight corpses twisted unnaturally.
Then twenty, then thirty...
And finally, nearly a hundred corpses of various Celestial Abyss Race members, their broken bodies controlled by a strange power, staggered back to their feet!
A deathly silence fell over the monitoring room.
Nie Cang’s and Su Yunjin’s eyes were wide, their mouths hanging open unconsciously as they stared intently at Lin Ye’s screen.
Even Yin Liulan, who had been so calm and detached, had an expression of surprise on his face.
’Controlling corpses?’
’What kind of unholy ability is this?!’
Lin Ye felt the mental link established with the nearly one hundred puppets and checked the skill’s updated description.
Now, as long as he activated the skill, Silk Puppet would constantly spread spores invisible to the naked eye.
The puppets themselves were mobile sources of infection.
The maximum control range for the puppets had also expanded from fifty kilometers to the current one hundred kilometers.
However, as the hundred or so puppets rose to their feet, a powerful wave of dizziness rushed to his brain.
Simultaneously controlling nearly a hundred puppets whose combat power was comparable to when they were alive was draining his Spiritual Power like a landslide and a tsunami.
He even had a premonition that if he maintained this level of control, his Spiritual Power would be completely drained in less than ten minutes.
In the monitoring room, the air seemed to freeze.
Nie Cang’s and Su Yunjin’s eyes were wide, their mouths hanging open unconsciously as they stared intently at Lin Ye’s screen.
"Is this another one of his Martial Arts Spiritualities?" Nie Cang’s voice was hoarse, his Adam’s apple bobbing. He felt his understanding of the world being overturned.
’This isn’t a Martial Arts Spirituality; it’s more like the forbidden Necromancy of legends.’
Su Yunjin’s face, meanwhile, was deathly pale. She subconsciously took half a step back, her stomach churning.
