Minecraft: I'm Really Not a Monster

Abyssal Rift.

The surrounding land has turned into scorched earth, and even the most resilient orcs are unwilling to live here.

Flying in the air.

Yang Bo looked down at the magnificent city in the distance. No… it can no longer be called a city. The towering and thick city walls block the Abyssal Rift.

Looking at it, you can’t see the end at all.

Only the Great Wall can compare to this kind of engineering feat. Of course, the city here is much taller and thicker than the Great Wall.

It can only be said that it is fortunate that this is a world of magic.

“What a miracle…”

Humans, when faced with such giant artificial creations, will feel a sense of insignificance in their hearts.

Countless monsters gathered under the city walls, even in the sky.

All kinds of races, at this moment, abandoned all hatred and fought with the monsters pouring out of the abyss.

Countless spells appeared out of thin air, reaping the lives of monsters, while a large number of allied forces of various races fell to the ground.

“There really are dragons…”

Yang Bo watched the huge figures soaring in the sky, their breaths of fire tearing apart the monster formations like plows.

“Wangcai, let’s go down too. Chen Meng, be careful.”

Chen Meng, sitting on Wangcai's back, had never seen such a scene. This most primitive of slaughters shocked her.

At this moment, she also understood why Yang Bo wanted her to improve her strength.

Landing on the city wall, the two people and one dog were not stopped, probably because he was human.

Taking out the [Puppet Manual] from his backpack, how could he miss such a good opportunity to farm experience.

“Come out!”

Countless rays of light flickered. Except for the color, the puppet army, as if carved from the same mold, immediately occupied the open space on the city wall.

Making the city wall, which originally only had mages and archers and other ranged professions, very crowded.

At the same time, it also caused some chaos.

After all, those thin mages, discovering that a large number of tall steel monsters appeared close behind them, felt no less than if an invisible thief was standing behind them.

“Disperse! Attack all abyssal creatures below!”

Along with Yang Bo's order, the puppets that were squeezed together dispersed to both sides, and the energy guns on their shoulders began to charge.

The already colorful battlefield added another touch of bright red.

Looking at the spoils of war that appeared all over the ground in just a few breaths, Yang Bo couldn't help but sigh: “As expected, it’s still best to profit from war…”

These monsters below are just appetizers, not even a demon soldier or a abyssal hound.

Just as he was wondering whether to make some more puppets now, a huge shadow covered him.

A red dragon tens of meters long descended from the sky, its size bringing a full sense of oppression.

The other party landed slowly. Only then did Yang Bo see a figure in armor sitting on the back of the red dragon.

“Dragon Knight?”

The other party jumped off the dragon and landed steadily on the city wall. The other party took off his helmet, revealing a firm and handsome face, showing the charm of a middle-aged uncle.

“Who are you?”

“Is it important?”

Yang Bo raised his eyebrows slightly and said very easily.

Looking like this is simply against the rules, 100% a milf killer.

“Indeed, it’s not important. Your alchemical puppets are very strong and play a very important role in the battle.”

Then he glanced at the [Puppet Manual] floating next to Yang Bo. With his ninth-level strength, he could detect the faint connection between those puppets and this book.

“Aida, ninth-order Dragon Knight of the Holy Empire, thank you for your arrival.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked his chest in a salute.

“The seal of the Abyssal Rift has been torn apart, and the Saint-tiers on the continent have not yet arrived. I hope you can hold on. If the demons break through the defense line, it will be a disaster for you, me, and even the entire continent.”

Yang Bo once again carefully looked at this milf killer.

“Okay, don’t worry.”

“As long as I am here today, those demon armies will never be able to break through here!”

Woo woo…

A melodious horn sounded, and Dragon Knight Aida's expression changed. This horn sound marked the arrival of the real demon army.

Looking towards the Abyssal Rift.

Some tall figures appeared in sight.

Unlike the chaotic monsters, those demon armies, under the supervision of high-level demons, rushed towards the city wall.

Some guys who couldn't suppress their desire to kill directly flapped their wings, wanting to speed up and enjoy the pleasure brought by the slaughter sooner.

“The most difficult time has come.”

“As long as we hold on for one day… reinforcements will arrive…”

As he spoke, he gently jumped again and sat on the red dragon. At the same time, an unparalleled aura rose into the sky.

“I hope you can survive. The Holy Empire welcomes alchemists with superb skills like you.”

After saying that, the dragon knight, who was in tune with the dragon's mind, controlled the dragon to fly towards the demon army.

Watching the other party's chic departure, he turned his head and glanced at Wangcai, who was eager to try.

“Boss, I feel like you are thinking about something very rude.”

“How is that possible!”

How could he guess so accurately? Could this be the legendary sixth sense?

“I was just thinking, if you grow as big as that dragon, how much would you have to eat for a meal.”

Wangcai: Stare~

Yang Bo quickly changed the subject and said: “Okay, I’ll make a teleportation gate first. Let’s go down later and let that dragon knight see my alchemist’s skills.”

He took out the [Teleportation Gate Frame] and quickly built a small teleportation gate.

Activate.

“Chen Meng, you go back first. It’s a bit dangerous here. Tell Xu Ling about it and let her notify all the people in Sky City to prepare and adapt to the intensity of the demon army in advance.”

Chen Meng rolled over and got off Wangcai's back.

“You… you be careful…”

Touching the little girl’s head, Yang Bo said with a smile: “Don’t worry, your seventh night raid hasn’t come yet, it’s impossible for me to have anything happen.”

Chen Meng’s face instantly turned red when she heard Yang Bo’s teasing, turned around and walked into the teleportation gate, ignoring Yang Bo.

He took the upgraded scythe from his backpack and held it in his hand.

The scythe is easier to use when facing a large number of monsters, and you don't have to worry about the spoils being destroyed by the explosion.

“Wangcai, it’s our turn to go!”

Jumping off the city wall, the accumulated spoils of war quickly flew into his body.

He swung his scythe and cut open a goblin-like monster.

“Wangcai, don’t forget to pick up the loot.”

“Woof!”

Wangcai, who had grown back to 13 meters, howled to the sky.

A storm gradually formed around its body, and as it moved forward, the storm became more and more violent.

Gradually, Wangcai's figure was completely enveloped by the storm, becoming a true battlefield meat grinder.

However, Yang Bo didn't have time to sigh about Wangcai's strength, because a dark red color came into his sight.

A [Stamina Pouch] lay on the ground, ruthlessly trampled by various monsters.

“Hold on, I’m here to save you…”