Simultaneously traversing from Type-Moon

Du Can of Type-Moon clapped his hands: "That makes sense. The great source energy in my spiritual veins is also known as the 'life force of the planet.' Blue Silver Grass can forcibly absorb the life force of nature and even the planet. No wonder Ye Sizhen scolded me that day. If the life force of the planet is really drained, the planet will die."

Douluo Du Can looked on in disbelief: "Huh? That's so exaggerated? Blue Silver Grass can drain a planet dry? I can't even imagine it."

“It’s impossible for you,” Du Can of Type-Moon explained. “But for me, Blue Silver Grass has become a concept, possessing the ability to absorb the life force of nature for its own use. That’s how unreasonable conceptual restraint is.”

Douluo Du Can pondered for a moment: "I haven't truly awakened to the Blue Silver Emperor yet, I'm only close, at most a 'Blue Silver King,' possessing some of the Blue Silver Emperor's abilities. And you've already caused such a commotion with that level? If you truly become the Blue Silver Emperor, what will become of you?"

"Let's wait and see." Du Can of Type-Moon smiled. "It might become stronger, or it might be about the same. It's hard to say."

He paused, then added, "Furthermore, I think it's also related to its 'mysterious' nature. There's a saying in the magic world: the more mysterious, the more powerful. Mystery is the unknown. As a visitor from another world, Blue Silver Grass's level of mystery in this world is definitely not low, so it was inexplicably 'enhanced'."

Douluo Du Can pondered, "This kind of thinking... feels like people's incomprehension and fear of the unknown, which in turn amplifies the power of the unknown. Because they think it's scary, it becomes even more scary."

"The specific definition of mystery is debated, and no one can say for sure," said Du Can of Type-Moon. "But one thing is generally agreed upon: the longer the time that has passed, the stronger the mystery becomes. From this perspective, if those soul beasts that have lived for 100,000 years appeared in my world, I'm afraid few people could defeat them."

"It's not like someone in your world can defeat a 100,000-year-old soul beast." Douluo Du Can scoffed, then turned to Doupo Du Can, "By the way, did your power increase when it was transferred to him?"

Du Can of Type-Moon chimed in, "Some. After the concept of the Battle Cyclone was conceptualized, my perception of the energy of heaven and earth became much clearer than before."

Du Can from Doupo raised an eyebrow: "What you're saying makes it sound like cultivators can't sense the energy of heaven and earth. How can they cultivate if they can't sense it?"

“That makes sense.” Du Can of Type Moon thought for a moment. “After all, the concept of Dou Qi Cyclone is not really a concept on the Dou Qi Continent. It’s just the first step in cultivation.”

Du Can from Doupo nodded: "In the early stages, I basically just used brute force and bricks flying everywhere. Only in the later stages, when it came to spatial laws and different flames, did I start to grasp some conceptual concepts. Otherwise, it was simple and brutal."

Du Can of Type-Moon laughed: "Stacking up combat power is the easiest way, and it saves me the trouble of calculating."

……

Du Can's consciousness was abruptly pulled out of the light sphere space and fell back into the forest.

He took a deep breath and felt the power surging through his body.

The gap between a Battle Master and a Battle Warrior is far greater than imagined. After this power was transferred to this world, he seemed to have undergone a complete transformation.

Du Can secretly calculated in his heart: "This punch could probably kill a hundred cows."

He focused his attention on the distant battlefield through the senses he received through the roots of the Blue Silver Grass.

Then, he froze.

The two men in black robes actually escaped his carefully set up Blue Silver Tree trap and were not roasted to a crisp by that "giant oven".

Good heavens, he only went back to the light sphere space to recover his strength through sharing, and when he came back, these two had already escaped.

"How did they escape?" Du Can frowned and examined the situation closely.

The information from the sensor told him that it was the black-robed man holding the compass who led another person directly through the blockade of the raging flames and the golden tree, walking straight out of the tree trunk as if passing through a phantom.

"The Taoist priest of Laoshan's ability to pass through walls? Or the Five Elements Escape Technique?" Du Can pondered.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the black-robed man with sharp claws hoist the limp black-robed man with the compass onto his shoulder, and with a burst of speed, he leaped out like an arrow.

Want to run?

With a thought, Du Can summoned the roots of the Blue Silver Grass and the bamboo spear, which burst forth from the ground in the distance and pursued him relentlessly.

The black-robed man with the complex skills of the compass was exhausted, leaving only the black-robed man with sharp claws and brute strength, making him much easier to deal with than before.

Taking him down shouldn't be too difficult.

Du Can was about to chase after him when he suddenly sensed the presence of another person.

"Ye Sizhen? What's she doing here? Stealing kills?"

He stopped and continued to use his roots to sense the battle situation in the distance.

Ye Sizhen blocked the black-robed man with sharp claws, and without saying a word, they exchanged a punch.

"She looks beautiful, but her fighting style is quite tough," Du Can muttered to himself. "She dares to go head-to-head with that zombie-like puppet body, so it seems she has strengthened herself quite a bit with enhancement magic."

He had also learned basic skills like enhancement magic, but he always felt that the effect was not as substantial as the direct amplification of the body by the concept of the Battle Cyclone.

Another use of enhancement magic is to temporarily enhance weapons, but Du Can currently fights either with his fists or his martial spirit, so he doesn't have this need for the time being.

He continued to observe.

"What is that? A magic eye... no, it seems to be a function similar to a magic eye achieved through eyeshadow. It looks quite ingenious."

"A puppet? That's a bit creepy, but its performance is comparable to or even surpasses that of the magician himself. It seems Ye Sizhen is indeed skilled in this."

"Hmm... Ye Sizhen is quite strong. That black-robed man is about to be defeated... Wait, he still has a backup plan? This must be his trump card."

Du Can narrowed his eyes, preparing for battle.

"Looks like it's my turn to step in and be the hero."

Chapter 16 Mind Magic

Ye Sizhen has a very solid foundation in martial arts.

As a top student at Spiral Academy, she knows that certain aspects of Eastern magic often intertwine with the "Tao" and "Li" of traditional martial arts, and therefore has put a lot of effort into this area.

Furthermore, her masterful enhancement magic elevated her physique to a level comparable to that of a martial arts master. These two factors complemented each other, making her close-combat abilities formidable.

If her opponent were an ordinary person, or even a boxing champion, a single punch from her would be enough to kill him.

Unfortunately, the opponent before them was not a fragile creature like a human, but a zombie that could be described as immortal.

Ye Sizhen steadied her breathing, straightened her fist, and launched a powerful attack. Her fist, carrying immense kinetic and potential energy, hurtled straight for the zombie king's face.

The Zombie King has lived for hundreds of years. The accumulation of years has not only made his body increasingly tough, but has also allowed him to accumulate hundreds of years of combat experience.

Even without using superhuman strength, his experience alone would allow him to easily slaughter ordinary people.

However, he had become accustomed to solving problems with brute force; in the face of absolute power, combat wisdom seemed superfluous.

Moreover, with those strange plants relentlessly pursuing him, he had no time to entangle himself with the woman in front of him.

The claws tore through the air, swooping as they lunged at Ye Sizhen.

The two clashed, and sand and stones flew everywhere during their fierce battle.

Ye Sizhen knew very well that she could never defeat this old monster in terms of strength.

As a result, her punches became light and graceful, her movements as agile as a nimble ape, making her seem like an elusive breeze in front of the zombie king.

The Zombie King's attacks missed countless times, while her fists struck the target time and time again.

However, it had absolutely no effect.

The Zombie King's body was incredibly tough. Unless Ye Si's punching power could rival that of a great magician, there was virtually no chance of breaking through this defense.

"So hard..." she thought to herself, "I hit him, but I feel like I'm the one who got hurt. My fist is almost swollen. But it's okay, I can do the next step right away."

The Zombie King swung its claws wildly, channeling magic into them, making them as powerful as a laser cutter.

Wherever the dark claw shadow passed, everything was quickly torn apart.

It gripped the nearby rocks with a force more ruthless than the hardest chisel, leaving five deep claw marks on the rock instantly.

It swept across the tree trunk with a speed even more dramatic than the most powerful chainsaw, slicing thinner trees in half.

Ye Sizhen didn't dare to take it head-on; even a slight touch would be enough to seriously injure her.

Even more dangerous are the Yin Sha and corpse poison.

She glanced at the flowers, plants, and trees affected by the claws; they were withered and decaying, their wounds still bearing the lingering dark magic that continued to corrode them.

This is just a plant; if a person were scratched, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ye Sizhen responded cautiously, but she knew that this passive situation would soon end.

She swiftly dodged the zombie king's powerful attack, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the bushes to the side. There, several puppets were already silently in place.

"The assassin is ready." Ye Sizhen made up his mind and began to operate the magic circuit at high speed, injecting magic power into the thought key.

The thought key instantly connects to the restricted area of ​​the thought disk, about to unleash a powerful force that ordinary magicians simply cannot wield.

She made a sword-finger gesture with her left hand, quickly tracing her index and middle fingers across her eyes. The lightly applied eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes suddenly brightened.

Ye Sizhen glared at the zombie king.

In an instant, the zombie king's body truly froze, as if it had become a real corpse, unable to move an inch from head to toe.

"How is this possible?!" the Zombie King roared in disbelief. "How did you do that?... Demon Eye? No... it's Powder..."

Mind magic can transform a subject of study into magic.

Makeup was an art in ancient times; a dignified and authoritative superior could render subordinates immobile with just a glance.

In reality, this is simply the fear of those in power. But in magic theory, this phenomenon can be transformed into a magic trick similar to the Magic Eye, exerting immense psychological pressure on the enemy.

Ye Sizhen recreated this process by applying eyeshadow.

A single glance from her at this moment was enough to rival the power of a high-ranking demonic eye. Even the centuries of mystery accumulated within the Zombie King could not escape the binding force of this gaze.

However, Ye Sizhen knew very well that this glance wouldn't hold him for long. At most, he would be able to break free in a few seconds.

But a few seconds is enough.

"Make your move!" Ye Sizhen shouted sternly.

Three puppets leaped out of the bushes.

The first stone-like puppet, possessing immense strength, pounced forward and pinned the zombie king to the ground, physically restraining him.

The second one was a young Taoist boy, covered in various talismans. It jumped onto the zombie king's head and hugged it tightly; the suppressive power emanating from the talismans was enough to subdue him for quite some time.

The third doll was dressed in thick iron and carried two huge batteries on its back, looking just like a magnetic storm soldier.

Since ancient times, the power of thunder and fire has been the most effective counter to evil spirits like zombies.

However, ordinary artificial lightning lacks mystical enhancement and cannot penetrate the zombie king's defenses.

The battery on the back of this doll stores pure lightning, the most powerful and yang energy collected by a lightning rod during thunderstorms, which is absolutely effective against the zombie king.

In fact, a peach wood sword made from lightning-struck wood or a copper coin sword that has been worshipped for countless years can also injure the zombie king.

But Ye Sizhen never collected such items, and even if she wanted them, the other party might not be willing to give them to her. What she had prepared was enough to kill the other party.

"Electrocute him," Ye Sizhen coldly ordered.

The Magnetic Storm Infantry Doll begins to discharge electricity.

The stored lightning bolts bombarded the zombie king relentlessly, the electric arcs ionizing the air and emitting a pungent ozone odor.