Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

"That's right, that's right! If I catch him, I'll definitely eat him alive and tear his teeth off!"

Cheng Cheng, listening from the side, broke out in a cold sweat.

"Although the two legends worked together to defeat the BOSS, they lost their way to enter the fifteenth floor. They are currently trying to rebuild the hospital," Navel reassured them. "Once the hospital is rebuilt, the two legends will be able to come and provide support immediately!"

The generals breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, Navel issued a series of orders, and the Golden Generals were instructed to go to their respective subordinates to begin arranging defensive tasks.

The door opened and closed, the footsteps faded into the distance, and the office was left empty.

Only Navel and Cheng Cheng remained.

The map finally slid off the wall, curled at the edges, and landed on the ground with a rustling sound of paper rubbing together.

Navel finally breathed a sigh of relief, slumped into the chair, looking as if all her bones had been removed.

Freya, standing nearby, asked curiously, "General, why didn't you tell them and the two legendary figures that 'all methods to the fifteenth floor have failed'?"

"Your Highness, keep your voice down, or you might be eavesdropped on!" Paul quickly reminded her.

“It’s alright.” Cheng Cheng shook his head. “According to the laws of fate, two people plotting together will be overheard, but plotting loudly in public will never be overheard—so many of us plotting together counts as a public place.”

As he spoke, he looked at Navel and whispered, “General, I have a trick that can also injure or even kill the Demon Lord, but I need you to keep it a secret.”

Navel straightened up from the back of her chair: "What move?"

“A very powerful killing move.” Cheng Cheng lowered his head. “But one of the sparks that makes up the killing move is being investigated by the kingdom… I don’t want anyone to see that I was the one who made the move.”

He was referring to the ultimate move of "Spark of the Gun".

At the cost of sacrificing the fingers of every gun-wielder in the world, a blow powerful enough to kill a legend was delivered—although Vilette caught the Demon of the Gun's attack back then, it was only because there were too few gun-wielders in this world.

In the Witch Trial, Cheng Cheng used this move to kill the Rock Queen, who was comparable to Platinum, with a single shot!

Moreover, with the numerous abyss buffs in this dungeon, the damage only increases, and it might even be able to kill the Jingguan Bodhisattva in combination with the Five Fingers Heart Sword!

But Vilette and Karen are both investigating the "witch who disappeared after killing the Demon of the Gun," and Cheng Cheng doesn't want them to trace it back to Sylvia and Freya.

“Okay!” Navel nodded. “In Navel’s name, I swear to you that I will never let your secret be revealed.”

"Me! Me! Me too!" Freya raised her hand. "As long as I have enough magic power, I can unleash the original version of Dragon's Roar—equivalent to a full-force attack of the Platinum rank!"

"Excellent!" Navel exclaimed with delight. "My generals also possess formidable killing moves—if we attack together, our chances of victory will increase significantly!"

The group exchanged glances, all feeling much more relieved.

Just then, Li Xianyu raised her little hand: "Actually, we necromancers have some tricks for dealing with 'death'!"

Chapter 86, It feels like we should just throw a party.

"Actually, we necromancers have some clever tricks for dealing with 'death'!"

Upon hearing Li Xianyu's statement, Cheng Cheng was startled, knowing that this necrophiliac necrophiliac had values ​​that were different from ordinary people and would certainly not have anything good to say.

Just as he was about to stop her, he saw Navel beside him overjoyed: "You have a brilliant plan? Tell me quickly!"

Navel was filled with admiration for Sylvia at that moment.

Originally, she looked down on noble ladies like Sylvia—although she was only thirty years old and had already become a lieutenant general, and had been criticized for getting promoted through connections and relying on her master's connections, she was still a man of great military merit and a pragmatist.

But unexpectedly, Sylvia was able to command four Gold Saints, each of whom was a loyal and patriotic person, and each of them could bring her unexpected surprises!

Take, for example, this pink-haired loli mage who seems somewhat familiar, but whose face is hard to make out. She has already achieved the Gold rank at a young age and can even unleash forbidden spells of the Platinum rank. She must be an unparalleled genius.

And that gray-haired illusionist who could control the demon lord for an hour... Strange, how could a mere gold-ranked mage possibly control a lord... Wait, that seems quite reasonable?

Navel suddenly felt a little lost, and then automatically skipped the cuckoo.

Then there's... even that seemingly ordinary middle-aged swordsman and elven mage, they're anything but ordinary—this swordsman seems pretty average, let's skip that.

But this elven mage is truly extraordinary!

She initially thought the elf was a spy sent by the Empire, but not only did she perform brilliantly in the beast tide battle, single-handedly raising an army of monster corpses and becoming the gold with the highest number of kills, she also provided a solution to deal with "Death" at a crucial moment. She is truly a god!

He must be a pillar of the Runlai Kingdom! When I ascend the throne, I will certainly give such a loyal minister a great deal of credit!

Under Navel's expectant gaze, Li Xianyu smiled slightly and extended one index finger: "Everyone, do you know what the opposite of 'death' is?"

"Born?" Everyone was slightly taken aback.

“To be precise, it’s rebirth!” Li Xianyu said. “The world is a cycle of life and death, endlessly regenerating, but life and death can counteract each other—the ‘Death God’ demon, as the human embodiment of ‘death,’ can be considered the pinnacle of all necromancers at this moment. Therefore, from a necromancer’s perspective, ‘killing it’ is useless; it will only make it stronger.”

"Take me for example. I like to inscribe necromancy formulas into my body when I have nothing to do. Now I have as many as 10,000. Once I die, my body will be transformed into a super-powerful necromancy at the peak of the gold level! I don't believe that the Bodhisattva Jingguan would not use such a basic technique on me."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed that Li Xianyu's words made sense.

"So, what's your idea?" Navel asked.

"Of course we'll give birth!"

"You mean, to find items rich in life force to ward off death?"

“What kind of creature has a life force that surpasses that of humans?” Li Xianyu tilted her head. “And the behavior that best represents ‘life’ is, of course, reproduction.”

"what?"

"Let's throw a huge silver party in front of the Jingguan Bodhisattva!" Li Xianyu spread his arms wide. "Let the entire Kingdom Army participate! Let's breed and reproduce fiercely in front of Death—this is equivalent to a 'reverse necromancy ritual,' which will definitely suppress it!"

What kind of grand feast is this!

Cheng Cheng gritted his teeth: "Should I participate too?"

“Yes!” Li Xianyu nodded.

"Let's talk about how to kill the demon."

Freya: "That makes sense."

Cuckoo: "I agree."

"Huh? I think Miss Li's suggestion is quite good." Navel said, puzzled. "Using life to overcome death, it sounds very reasonable."

"Putting everything else aside... the Kingdom's army has a full 200,000 men. 'Reproduction' can't be done between men, can it?" Cheng Cheng retorted.

“There are military prostitutes in the barracks. Giving them to us should be enough to meet the requirements of the ceremony,” Navel said.

"There are still 200,000 military prostitutes?" Cheng Cheng was shocked.

Although I know the kingdom is terrible and the army is terrible, a bunch of addicts who can't work without moon sugar... but it doesn't have to be to the point of keeping 200,000 military prostitutes in the military camp, does it?

“How is that possible?” Navel shook her head. “There are only two thousand people.”

"That's alright... no, that's still too much!" Cheng Cheng gritted his teeth. "And even though it's already a lot, it's still not enough to go around!"

"They all know all 36 positions, so don't worry."

Thirty-six transformations?

Like the Monkey King plucking a single hair and blowing out millions of them? That would certainly be enough.

I never expected that even the kingdom's military prostitutes would possess such profound skills. Appearances can be deceiving... wait!

"What the heck are these 36 poses?!"

"It can only accommodate thirty-six soldiers at a time."

I can't even imagine what this position is... Is this even human?

Humans only have seven orifices, are all the military prostitutes here SpongeBob SquarePants?

"Wait a minute!" Bugu counted on her fingers, "Even so, two thousand people can't meet the needs of a ceremony for two hundred thousand, right?"

“Because there are also some people who can perform seventy-two transformations,” Navel said. “Plus, there are quite a few female soldiers, so that’s enough.”

I've given up on asking what 72 transformations are...

Cheng Cheng clapped his hands: "In any case! Let's put this plan on hold for now and try to kill the Jingguan Bodhisattva first!"

…………

Ten minutes later, outside the military camp, by the city wall.

The finger of the Jingguan Bodhisattva twitched.

Then, the chanting of the Heart Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stopped as if cut off by a knife. The cloud in its palm suddenly stopped and slowly opened its eyes.

The Buddha has a compassionate heart, but also a fierce and wrathful one!

"clang--!"

This time it wasn't the sound of bells.

It was as if a thousand hands on its back were simultaneously supporting the ground, causing its 500-meter-tall body to rise from its seated position. The ground collapsed into countless huge circular pits, and the soil around the pits churned up as if it had been plowed by a giant plow.

The 500-meter-tall Bodhisattva statue began to run wildly on the ground with a thousand hands, vowing to wash away the anger of being toyed with the blood of those who blasphemed the Buddha!

The cuckoo's hypnotic effect cannot last forever.

But this time, the Kingdom's army was fully prepared.

Twelve golden rays of light simultaneously illuminated the sky above the military camp.

Light beams shone from twelve directions, converging in the center of the military camp, where a massive magic circle was unfolding on the ground. At the edge of the magic circle, two hundred thousand royal soldiers sat cross-legged.

Each of their chests shone with a point of golden light, emanating from their hearts; two hundred thousand points of golden light flickered simultaneously, rising and falling like breaths.

This is a ritual array that imitates the authority of the "Chariot" sign.

The legendary "Chariot" Peng Longteng can concentrate the combat power of an army of millions into one person without any loss, while the formation can only transmit 50% of it, and the formation cannot be moved while it is active.

However, the 200,000 elite troops, along with the countless precious ritual materials, magical beast materials, and fire seeds stored in the Kingdom's army, as well as the amber divine magic brought from the Celestial Realm at the cost of billions of credits, are enough to push all twelve Gold Saints to the Platinum rank!

Cheng Cheng felt a surge of energy flowing into his body, as if something was sprouting in his bone marrow, stretching open the bone walls, squeezing into the blood vessels, and spreading along the blood vessel walls to every inch of muscle.

The hilt vibrated in his hand, and golden patterns appeared on the blade of the sword in its sheath, spreading up the guard to the back of his hand and up his forearm. He raised his hand, his fingers slicing through the air, tearing a white line through it.

platinum.

Without reaching this level, it's impossible to break through the defenses of the Jingguan Bodhisattva!

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for humans to reach the Platinum rank—human lifespan is only a hundred years, and the limit of pure cultivation of power is the peak of the Gold rank—only those long-lived demons, or a very few elven elders, can advance further through hundreds or thousands of years of accumulation.

But that was merely power.

In terms of status alone, platinum is no different from gold, let alone comparable to legend.

The so-called Platinum Rank is ultimately just a classification imposed by humans on a select few, not an inherent hierarchy of the universe. Judging by Cheng Cheng's potential for immortality, he's roughly somewhere between a human immortal and a mortal immortal in fantasy novels—neither quite the other.