Gao Wu: If this BOSS isn't nerfed, is it even playable?

Chapter 167 Puppet Troops: An Unbeatable Performance!

[The 24th wave of attacks is coming!]

The cold reminder echoed in his ears. Lin Ye looked at the alien races surging like a black tide on the distant wasteland, and for the first time, a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes.

Starting from the twentieth Nightmare difficulty level, this test revealed its ferocious fangs.

The invading alien races were no longer scattered groups, but organized legions.

Regardless of their actual strength, the sheer sheer number of them is enough to make any martial artist in the early stages of the Qi Condensation Realm feel their scalp tingle.

In the other scene, Dongfang Zhen's expression also lost its usual gentleness.

He reached behind his back and took the thunder-patterned halberd that he had never used before, then slammed it heavily into the ground.

Zila——!
A blinding bolt of lightning erupted from the halberd, instantly forming a visible lightning field that firmly protected him within it.

This was the Thunder Domain that he used to suppress the entire battlefield when he fought Lin Ye.

However, when the scene switched to Zhang Daoxuan, his condition was not so good.

His face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Before him, an ancient iron sword twirled in his hand as he struggled to fend off three six-armed elite warriors charging straight at him.

Around him, nine thin, cicada-wing-like sub-swords transformed into streams of light, constantly weaving through the enemy forces, attempting to clear out the ordinary alien races flanking him.

"Keng!"

An eight-armed tribe elite battle axe slammed heavily into the iron sword in his hand. The immense force made his tiger's mouth go numb, and his body uncontrollably retreated half a step.

It was this half-step gap that caused a barely perceptible stagnation in his spiritual control over the nine sub-swords.

The omnipresent weakening force field of the Eight-Armed Clan, like a leech, constantly eroded his martial arts spirituality, making every control he made obscure and difficult.

In the sky, an elite member of the Stone Goblin Clan seized the opportunity, flapping its bat wings and emitting a sharp screech.

Om-!
An invisible sound wave instantly enveloped Zhang Daoxuan.

He felt a sharp pain in his brain, and the scenery in front of him appeared as if there were double images for a moment. The nine spinning sub-swords trembled all at once and almost lost control and fell.

puff!
A spear slipped through his opening, grazing his ribs and sending a trail of blood flying.

The excruciating pain instantly brought Zhang Daoxuan to his senses. He let out a low shout, disregarding his injuries, and forcefully activated his spiritual power. His sub-sword returned to defense, instantly dismembering the attacking alien.

But even more alien races have already surged up.

He was struggling and stretched thin.

The situation is equally dire for Wei Shuying.

Her black hair moved without wind, and a chilling aura emanated from her. Wherever she passed, large numbers of alien races were frozen into ice sculptures, which she then shattered with a single palm strike.

However, the scope of her martial arts spiritual influence is ultimately limited.

When she concentrated most of her icy energy in an attempt to completely freeze an exceptionally troublesome Stone Goblin elite, gaps inevitably appeared in her defensive perimeter.

An eight-armed creature, which had been lying in wait, suddenly sprang from a crack in the ice sculpture, its bone blade tracing a tricky arc as it stabbed fiercely toward her back.

By the time Wei Shuying realized it, it was too late. She only had time to turn to the side and condense a thin ice shield with her ice.

Click!

The ice shield shattered instantly, and although the bone blade was momentarily blocked, its momentum remained undiminished, piercing deeply into her left shoulder.

"Well!"

Wei Shuying let out a muffled groan, and blood instantly stained her combat uniform.

She struck out with her palm, freezing the attacker into an ice block, but more enemies had already surrounded her.

……

Time passes minute by minute.

When the announcement of the 26th wave of alien attacks sounded, only five figures remained on the screen.

Lin Ye looked at the scene in front of him that made his heart tremble, and his breath hitched slightly.

This time, the total number of alien races has exceeded one hundred.

Among the densely packed alien races, an eight-armed leader, far larger than his kind and covered in hideous scars, was wielding eight enormous bone weapons and roaring to the sky.

Hovering above its head was a giant stone goblin chieftain with a wingspan of over six meters and eyes burning with eerie green flames.

Two-headed boss!
Moreover, among those ordinary alien races, there was another type of alien species that Lin Ye had never seen before.

They are not large in size, with heads shaped like large snakes, and dark red in color. In their chest and abdomen, there is a core that is like a small furnace, constantly contracting and expanding, radiating scorching high temperature.

Molten Demon Clan!
These dangerous alien races, which only exist deep within the core area of ​​the Nirvana Tower, have finally made their appearance.

[Wave 26 attack begins!]

Lin Ye transformed into a golden streak of light and plunged into the black waves.

With the Piercing Star Spear in hand, the spear shadows stretched endlessly.

Although it was just basic marksmanship, in his hands it displayed earth-shattering power.

The golden aura was condensed to the point of being tangible. Wherever the spear tip passed, whether it was an ordinary alien race or an elite, their flesh and blood were as fragile as paper, crumbling and exploding at the slightest touch.

Lin Ye's figure charged through the alien race, carving out a path of death paved with minced flesh and blood.

In the monitoring room, Yin Liulan and Nie Cang watched this scene with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Too violent!

This is not the kind of power a martial artist who has just entered the Condensation Realm should have.

If Dongfang Zhen is an anomaly in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, then Lin Ye is an absolute monster!

Amidst the carnage, a Molten Demon silently circled around to Lin Ye's side.

Lin Ye glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, flicked his wrist, and the Piercing Star Spear turned into a blur, pointing with unparalleled precision at the shrinking lava core in its chest and abdomen.

The core was breached in the next instant.

boom--! ! !
A deafening explosion rang out, and a terrifying heatwave and flames instantly engulfed everything around it.

Lin Ye never expected that this thing would self-destruct before it died!

A devastating heatwave swept over him, and Lin Ye's body was instantly covered with a dense layer of black scales, which firmly protected him.

The flames dissipated.

At the epicenter of the explosion, a huge, charred crater appeared.

A dozen or so Eight-Armed Clan and Stone Demon Clan members who had no time to dodge were caught in the blast and instantly turned into charred remains.

Lin Ye, standing on the edge of the pit, was completely unharmed.

"I originally thought that he would suffer a loss when he first encountered the Molten Demon Clan."

Yin Liulan looked at the screen and said calmly.

"I never expected that the spiritual energy in his scales would have such a strong fire-resistant effect."

Lin Ye flicked the tip of his gun, his gaze fixed on the two leaders in the distance.

He spent some time smashing the eight-armed leader to pieces using a head-on approach.

With another extremely refined burst of energy, he blasted the stone demon leader in the sky to pieces.

As the last alien fell, Lin Ye's chest began to heave violently, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

This level of combat was also extremely taxing on him.

On the other side, Dongfang Zhen, despite his severely depleted mental energy, finally used the move that summoned heavenly lightning once again, wiping out all the alien races.

After this surprise attack, Wei Shuying's image on the screen went completely dark.

Before being eliminated, she fought desperately to take away the last elite unit.

In the scene depicting Zhang Daoxuan, he is covered in blood, with deep, bone-revealing wounds all over his body, and kneeling on the ground, leaning on a broken iron sword.

Although they eventually killed all the monsters, they were clearly nearing the end of their strength.

Seeing this result, Nie Cang shook his head: "This difficulty level is still too unreasonable."

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"I still think it's impossible for anyone to survive until the thirtieth wave."

"Even for Lin Ye and Dongfang Zhen, the twenty-eighth wave should be their limit."

Nie Cang had barely finished speaking.

[The 27th wave of attacks is about to begin!]

The cold, impersonal notification sounded again.

That's how cruel the battlefield is; it doesn't give you any time to breathe or adjust.

Lin Ye didn't even have a chance to trigger the disengagement and health regeneration mechanism.

In the scene depicting Zhang Daoxuan, his face was ashen as he watched the alien army gradually coalescing in front of him, an even larger force than the previous one. For the first time, despair appeared in his eyes.

On the real battlefields of Tianyuan, did those predecessors who guarded the frontiers often face such endless and suffocating enemies?
Seeing the expression on Zhang Daoxuan's face, both Nie Cang and Su Yunjin sighed softly in their hearts.

In a sense, this test is meant to tell these privileged individuals a cruel truth.

This situation can actually occur on a real battlefield.

No matter how many enemies you kill, they seem endless.

Meanwhile, in Lin Ye's scene...

Instead of looking at the enemy ahead, he fell into thought.

He was well aware that his every move was being watched.

So, should we use the [Silk Puppet] skill?

This skill is far too evil and completely incompatible with the mainstream martial arts spiritual system.

However, he dismissed the thought in less than a second.

There's nothing to hide.

The more value you demonstrate, the higher your strategic position will be in the eyes of those higher-ups.

Upon thinking of this, a deep black light flashed in Lin Ye's eyes.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred!

Beneath his feet, on the battlefield strewn with corpses, the body of an eight-armed tribesman, whose body had just been half-blasted apart by him, twitched violently.

At first, only seven or eight corpses were writhing unnaturally.

Then, twenty, thirty...

Finally, there were nearly a hundred alien corpses of the Heavenly Abyss race in various shapes and sizes. Under the control of a strange power, their broken bodies shakily stood up again!
The monitoring room was deathly silent.

Nie Cang and Su Yunjin's eyes widened, their mouths agape, as they stared intently at the image of Lin Ye.

Even Yin Liulan, who had always been calm and collected, showed surprise on her face.

Controlling corpses? What kind of sinister ability is that?!
Lin Ye felt the mental link established between himself and nearly a hundred puppets, and also checked the latest descriptions of the skills.

Now, whenever he activates the skill, the [Silk Puppet] will constantly release invisible spores.

These puppets themselves are mobile sources of infection.

The maximum control range of the puppets has also expanded from fifty kilometers to one hundred kilometers.

However, as hundreds of puppets stood up, a strong sense of dizziness suddenly rushed to his brain.

Simultaneously controlling nearly a hundred puppets whose combat power was comparable to that in his previous life caused him immense strain on his mental energy, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

He even had a premonition that if he continued at this intensity, his mental energy would be completely drained in less than ten minutes.

Inside the monitoring room, the air seemed to freeze.

Nie Cang and Su Yunjin's eyes widened, their mouths agape, as they stared intently at the image of Lin Ye.

"Is this another martial arts talent of his?" Nie Cang's voice was dry, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he felt that his understanding was being overturned.

This isn't martial arts spirituality; it's more like the forbidden necromancy of legend.

Su Yunjin's face turned deathly pale. She subconsciously took half a step back, her stomach churning.

"This is too...evil."

Her voice was filled with undisguised disgust.

"He is desecrating life; this is not the ability a martial artist should possess!"

Only Yin Liulan, whose eyes always carried a hint of laziness, narrowed slightly at this moment, flashing with a dangerous light.

She ignored Su Yunjin's moral judgment and instead issued the order in a cold tone.

"Nie Cang, immediately cut off the spectator privileges of all other instructors, and classify Lin Ye's spiritual data as confidential. No one may access it without my permission."

Nie Cang felt a chill run down his spine and instantly snapped out of his shock.

Yin Liulan's gaze remained fixed on the battlefield on the screen where the dead were resurrected, her voice trembling slightly: "This spirituality... is invaluable on a real battlefield!"

One sentence was like a revelation to Nie Cang.

He finally understood the fundamental difference between Yin Liulan and Su Yunjin.

Su Yunjin is an excellent logistics and research staff member. What she saw was a desecration of life and a violation of morality.

But Yin Liulan, a military elite who had retreated from the front lines where corpses piled high, saw what she saw as the ultimate weapon to turn the tide of battle and achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost!

……

On the battlefield, Lin Ye was unaware of the turmoil he had caused.

A strong wave of dizziness washed over his brain.

We must change our strategy.

He pondered for a moment, then with a thought, he directly severed the mental link between half of the puppets.

Plop, plop...

Dozens of puppets instantly lost their support, turning back into a pile of rotten flesh and collapsing to the ground.

Countless black mycelia, invisible to the naked eye, emanated from their bodies, dissolving into pools of viscous black liquid that quickly seeped into the scorched earth beneath their feet.

However, after a short while, Lin Ye's expression turned to astonishment.

In his mental perception, the mycelium that had seeped into the ground did not disappear; instead, it seemed to have found a new breeding ground and began to spread and multiply wildly.

All the alien corpses he had killed before, the limbs and broken bodies scattered throughout the battlefield, began to gradually grow the same black mycelium inside them.

He sensed that the number of corpses invaded by the mycelium had exceeded one hundred and fifty.

Lin Ye was suddenly startled.

Wait a moment……

It seemed like he had discovered something extraordinary.

He only sacrificed fifty puppets, yet the mycelium spread to more than three times that number of corpses.

Lin Ye's mind stirred again, and the next moment, another fifty newly infected corpses stood up unsteadily.

The feeling of his mental energy being rapidly depleted returned. Without hesitation, Lin Ye immediately issued an extremely simple command to the entire army of one hundred undead, including the remaining fifty puppets—

Attack all living creatures in front of you.

He then decisively severed his mental link with the hundred puppets.

After doing all this, Lin Ye then used his mental energy to probe the remaining fifty-odd corpses that had been invaded by mycelium but had not yet been activated.

What happened was completely unexpected.

Those one hundred puppets that he had given the order to let go, because their core mycelium still remained in their bodies, actually carried out the order on their own, roaring as they charged toward the newly formed twenty-seventh wave of Tianyuan aliens!
Lin Ye glanced at the battle situation.

As expected, these puppets, without his precise control, moved stiffly and coordinated chaotically, far from being able to defeat the well-trained alien army head-on.

However, it is indeed possible to restrain and delay, or even kill a few isolated ordinary aliens by relying on fearless sieges and ambushes!

A sharp glint flashed in Lin Ye's eyes; he finally realized the most terrifying use of the [Silk Puppet] skill!

Using corpses to feed corpses!

In positional warfare, as long as the enemy's corpses accumulate, the entire battlefield will become a natural breeding ground for mycelium growth.

Although he can currently only control a maximum of one hundred puppets at a time.

But if he were to relinquish control over these hundred puppets and allow the mycelium within them to seep into the ground and infect more corpses, he could create a "puppet reserve" far exceeding his control limit!
He only needed to select one hundred of the reserves, give them simple instructions, and then withdraw his mental connection.

Repeat the process to activate another hundred people.

In this way, he can break through the current limit of the number of [Silk-Born Puppets], just like exploiting a bug, and build a true legion of the dead!
Lin Ye became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it.

He originally only considered this skill as an auxiliary ability to explore, test, and create cannon fodder.

Now, he has discovered that under certain circumstances, it possesses a terrifying power that is almost unsolvable.

There are no useless skills, only stupid people who don't know how to develop them.

[The 28th wave of attacks is about to begin!]

The cold notification sound pulled Lin Ye back to reality.

He glanced at the even larger alien army that had reformed in the distance, and a smile crept onto his lips.

Well come.

Lin Ye raised the Piercing Star Spear, and instead of retreating, he charged into the enemy ranks, beginning a massacre.

At the same time, he removed the mental link from all the puppets that had previously been implanted with mycelium.

On the battlefield, puppets fell one after another, turning into large swaths of black slime that seeped into the ground.

What's most chilling is that the eerie black mycelium even began to burrow into the bodies of those still alive aliens, eroding their skin.

Lin Ye could clearly feel that the total amount of mycelium he could control was increasing exponentially!

The number of "reserve troops" parasitized by spores and mycelia is also constantly increasing!

The next moment, Lin Ye had a thought and pulled up another hundred puppets in the best condition from the mountain of corpses. After issuing the attack command, he severed the link again.

In less than thirty seconds.

When Lin Ye broke through the 28th wave of alien legions.

Behind him, in that purgatory of severed limbs, one after another, gruesome corpses rose to their feet, their empty eye sockets glowing with countless fine black threads.

One by one, the dead rose again under Lin Ye's command.

The number of soldiers in Lin Ye's legion gradually doubled from one hundred.

Three hundred, five hundred...

In the end, all the alien races that had died on the battlefield were brought back to life!
A massive legion of over eight hundred dead stood silently before Lin Ye, its size even surpassing that of the incoming alien race!

Lin Ye holstered his gun and stood there.

He no longer needs to personally take the field.

He retreated behind the puppet army he had created, and like a true undead lord, began to focus on commanding the battle.

He connects to only one hundred puppets at a time, constantly revising and streamlining the combat commands before releasing them and connecting to the next batch.

Gradually, his puppet army, which was initially chaotic and disorderly, began to develop some simple rules and started to gain the upper hand in the battle.

boom!
Boom——! !

On the battlefield, bursts of intense explosions erupted within the alien army.

That was Lin Ye controlling those Molten Demon Clan puppets, who took the initiative to charge into the enemy ranks and self-destructed the Molten Core in their chests.

This scene caused Nie Cang's brain to shut down in the monitoring room, and he could hardly think straight.

Lin Ye's demonstration of controlling hundreds of puppets was already astonishing.

Now, the number of puppets under his command is not only increasing wildly, but he has even started to play fancy tricks!
"Is there no limit to the number of puppets he can control?" Nie Cang's voice trembled.

Su Yunjin, who was standing to the side, had already disconnected from the virtual link; she couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Only in Yin Liulan's eyes burned an unprecedented fervor.

Is this... your S+ rating in martial arts spirituality?

Indeed, it's incredibly powerful!

Of course, she didn't know that Lin Ye's true martial arts spirituality had not yet awakened, but the ferocity of the skill [Silk Puppet] was brought to its extreme on this battlefield where corpses kept coming!
Suddenly, Yin Liulan's eyes narrowed.

Nie Cang seemed to have discovered something as well, and exclaimed in surprise: "Wait a minute! Look! What he can control... seems to be more than just corpses!"

Under their observation, the entire battlefield was now almost entirely covered by those viscous, eerie black mycelium, as if it had turned into a death swamp.

In this situation, they saw that those originally vigorous alien races gradually became sluggish and numb in their struggle with the puppets.

Finally, a four-armed slave soldier that was tearing at the puppet suddenly froze, and then its scarlet eyes were completely covered by deep black!

"Roar--!!!"

It let out a roar that sounded like that of a living creature, turned around abruptly, and plunged the bone blade in its hand into the back of one of its companions!

Defection at the last minute!

Lin Ye also noticed this situation immediately.

This was the first time he had obtained a living puppet.

He immediately diverted a sliver of his mind to connect specifically with this newborn living puppet.

The conclusion emerged the next second.

A living puppet, if successfully controlled, can unleash far greater combat power than a corpse puppet.

Even because their cells are not yet dead, and their muscles and nerves are still intact, under the forced control of the hyphae, they can squeeze out power beyond their limits, making them even stronger in combat than when they were alive!

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