Chapter 1612: Main Demon Puppet

The Skin-Turning Blenny suffered a loss, immediately retracted its eyes into its eye sockets, and at the same time flicked its tail—it exerted force with a sudden flick, actually biting off the Snail Toad's hind leg! Both giant beasts were injured, one without eyes, one without a left leg; it was hard to say whose injury was heavier. The Skin-Turning Blenny didn't dare to stay, and the next second it dived into the ground.

The Snail Toad also followed and dived. It had to keep a close eye on the Skin-Turning Blenny, lest it attack its master.

Dong Rui had already untied his backpack, pressed it with one hand, and muttered words.

He had a few more demon puppets, but against an opponent of Cao Wendao's level, taking them out would only increase the damage rate, which was useless.

If he wanted to open it, he had to open a big one.

But this backpack had no movement at all.

"I've been feeding you well, giving you profound crystals, and at least half of the money I got from that guy surnamed He was thrown at you, I love you more than my own father!" Dong Rui gritted his teeth secretly, "Letting you come out to work for me, why won't you!"

This arrogant little baby should have been born long ago. There was movement this morning, so why was there no news at this critical moment?

A woman is pregnant for ten months, and the melon falls when it's ripe. But it had been rebuilt in the furnace for several years, so why was it still unwilling to come out? Wasn't it stuffy inside?

Sigh, why couldn't this prodigal thing be as sensible as the Ghost Ape, why couldn't it be as obedient as the bat demon puppet!

"I see you." Cao Wendao stared at the direction where the bat demon puppet disappeared, smiled gloomily, and threw out a round pine cone.

The pine cone hadn't landed yet when five or six demon puppets jumped out of it. They were only the size of mice when they first appeared, but they grew with the wind, each one strange and ferocious.

One look and you knew they weren't good things.

As soon as they appeared, they rushed into the dark forest without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, wild beast-like roars and screams, as well as the sound of breaking grass and trees, rang out in the jungle.

The fight was quite fierce.

When throwing the pine cone, Cao Wendao also took out a small statue and held it in his sleeve, secretly pricking his finger.

Fresh blood dripped onto the statue drop by drop, but it was absorbed in a blink.

On the surface, he said: "The Glittering Gold Plain often has divine remains, which is truly a treasure land for us Demon Puppeteers. In ancient times, a young god fell in the Howling Forest. Centering on its landing point, all living things within a three-mile radius were extinct, and not a blade of grass grew, just like a desert!"

Dong Rui felt a move in his heart.

He naturally knew that even the life essence of a young god wasn't something ordinary living things could bear.

This is like farm fertilizer can promote crop growth, but if you add a thousand times more fertilizer, the crops will only be burned to death!

Great tonic is great poison.

Therefore, in the place where the god fell, whether animals, plants, or bacteria, all living things died, and even ordinary monsters couldn't bear it.

The divine blood Dong Rui refined—back then, the Ghost Ape only dripped a few drops on the ground, which triggered the extreme mutation of the seventy-year cicada.

The growth cycle of the seventy-year cicada was already slow to the sky, and it could rely on rapid iteration to slowly release and neutralize the effect of divine blood, but what ability did ordinary animals, plants, and monsters have? The land where gods fell often turned into barren land and desolate beaches. This could only rely on the power of time to erase it. Only after many years, when the influence of the gods had completely disappeared, could grass and trees grow again and animals return.

However, Dong Rui had settled down in the Howling Forest but hadn't seen any desert land; the forest there was exceptionally dense.

"Fifteen years ago, the Profound Lu Ghost King found a living thing there and refined it into the most satisfying demon puppet I've ever had." Cao Wendao's smile became more gloomy in the night, "You don't want to see my main demon puppet? Why not guess which kind this is?"

A living thing found in the land where gods fell? Dong Rui couldn't guess.

Since it was a barren land, basically all living things were extinct. What else could be jumping around?

Was it a wood monster?

The Jade Spring Palace of the Yao King was freezing cold, didn't it also have an old pear tree that could grow? The vitality of wood monsters far exceeded ordinary monsters, perhaps it could withstand the influence of divine blood after decay?

"Your miscellaneous demon puppets are about to be killed, and you're still playing with words?" Dong Rui laughed, "The next one is your turn."

The demon puppets Cao Wendao sent out were indeed decreasing rapidly.

The bat demon puppet had more than one attack form. Its complete body was a yard long, with a long neck and square jaw, canine teeth interlaced in its mouth, and the edges of its wings were as sharp as a guillotine. Just now, it had guillotined a wild boar-shaped demon puppet, and Dong Rui named its bat wings "Wing-Hands," meaning it used its wings as flexibly as a human uses hands.

Its tail was even in the shape of a trident, acting as a rudder when flying and a horizontal sweep when fighting. A few forest trees were intercepted and broken.

However, it didn't pursue the victory after guillotining the wild boar demon puppet, but made a diagonal sweep, rushing into the battlefield of the Ghost Ape and the green python! The Ghost Ape had already gained the upper hand, but wary of the green python's sharp blades all over its body, it really didn't want to be entangled by it again. There was poison on the blades, a layer of shimmering green, and it saw it clearly.

The bat demon puppet arrived, and with a clean wing strike at the green python, it brought flying sand and moving stones.

The green python just dodged, and the bat demon puppet turned out a pair of claws, going to hook its shoulder.

The python tail was about to wrap it, but the Ghost Ape grabbed the tail tip and pulled hard! The green python's hand scythe swinging toward the bat demon puppet missed.

Two against one, demon puppet battles don't talk about martial virtue.

The Ghost Ape struck while the iron was hot, grabbing it and slamming it fiercely against the ground, causing a tremor that shook the earth.

The ground was smashed into deep pits, and the green python's body cracked, all the sounds of bone joints being shattered.

The Ghost Ape's strength was truly astonishing.

Taking advantage of the green python being dizzy and slow to react, it held down the green python's head and twisted and pulled hard—

The green python's head was pulled off alive! The sturdy snake body twisted a few times and didn't move, lying on the ground like a rag strip.

The Ghost Ape poked it with its stick a few times, remembering that Cao Wendao could still fake death, and was very uneasy, so it grabbed the Purple Gold Copper Rod and smashed it wildly, beating it until it was bloody and fleshy, until Dong Rui ordered it to stop.

Having dealt with the most difficult green python, it was free to help the bat demon puppet deal with the remaining enemies.

The bat demon puppet was most suitable for aerial combat. If it wanted to deal with the big and round demon puppets released by Cao Wendao, it had to be the Ghost Ape's professional specialty.

Cao Wendao observed from all sides, and had to admit in his heart that Wei Yishan's deployment of these demon puppets was indeed excellent, with simple techniques that didn't show off, but very practical. Especially the bat demon puppet's secondary variation, which was a secondary catalysis of distortion on the basis of distortion. Not only was the failure rate exceptionally high, but the possibility of the demon puppet going mad and collapsing was at least ninety percent.

No wonder the guy surnamed Wei had few works; it turned out he liked to play like this.

Madman.

Cao Wendao, also a leader among Demon Puppeteers, had to give him this evaluation.

The demon puppets sent out were getting fewer and fewer, but Cao Wendao's preparation work was finally ready. His palm hidden in his sleeve was already empty.

Dong Rui just discovered that there seemed to be a black shadow behind him, a head taller than him, and he pointed at the dark forest where Dong Rui was hiding: "Drag him out, I want him alive."

Wei Yishan was cunning, hiding separately from his bat puppet. Fortunately, after so long, Cao Wendao still managed to catch his trail.

There seemed to be a disturbance in the air, and Dong Rui felt his back hair stand on end, as if some great terror had suddenly descended.

He turned and jumped to the side without hesitation.

He Lingchuan always mocked his fist and foot skills as average, but Dong Rui's ability to run away had always been excellent, and others couldn't catch up.

This time, he was fighting the famous Master of Red Hut alone. He had long prepared various magic weapons, talismans, and medicinal waters. As soon as he took a step, the Divine Speed Talisman was activated, and with a "swoosh," it helped him slip far away.

Even a phantom was generated on the spot. This "Wei Yishan" was rushing out diagonally to confuse the enemy.

However, this phantom was poked through in the next second, like a soap bubble.

A black shadow appeared beside Dong Rui's true body and grabbed his shoulder!

Fast, too fast.

The force was ten times greater than a tiger clamp, and Dong Rui couldn't help but cry out in pain. He first discovered several rays of light flashing on his body, and then he heard a "clack" sound from his shoulder.

Damn it, it seemed to be broken.

The black shadow squeezed several defensive magic weapons in a row and then crushed his bones! With a "swoosh," a stick shadow pierced through the forest, but it was the Ghost Ape failing to save its master in time, throwing the stick directly to attack the enemy.

The black shadow tilted slightly, actually grabbing the Purple Gold Copper Rod, and even twirled the stick.

A ghost shadow streaked across the air—taking advantage of this time, the bat demon puppet abandoned the opponent in the forest and rushed back.

It turned into palm size, its speed as fast as an arrow leaving the string.

The black shadow shook the stick, wanting to knock it out.

However, the bat demon puppet didn't intend to repeat its previous mistake, pausing in mid-air, narrowly dodging the stick wind, and flipping out two claws to grab his face.

Cold light flashed on the hook tips, showing its sharpness.

However, any bird making this move would first lift its soft abdomen.

This black shadow tilted its head slightly, not dodging, and shot something out of its mouth, "splat," piercing the bat demon puppet's abdomen! "Soft" was relative to other parts of the bat demon puppet. Even the abdomen couldn't be pierced by steel arrows, but the black shadow could do it easily.

Dong Rui looked sideways and happened to see that the weapon attacking the bat demon puppet was only the thickness of a middle finger, brownish-green. Rather than a tongue, it looked more like a vine, but the tip was exceptionally sharp.

This move had the same effect as the Snail Toad, but the Snail Toad's long tongue was mainly for sticking and rolling, while this was purely piercing.

At this time, Dong Rui finally saw the true face of the black shadow: about eight feet tall, standing upright with four limbs, wearing a gray robe. The face couldn't be seen clearly because it was hidden under a mask.

Very human-like, but not human, because it also had a tail behind it, with some subtle wrinkles, unable to tell if they were scales or cracks.

It also had hands, but only four fingers, and the nails were hard and long—it was what crushed Dong Rui's shoulder. And the skin it exposed was blue-gray, covered with fine cracks.

Those patterns, how to say, were like the ice-cracked patterns specially fired on porcelain, or like land lacking water in a long drought.

It also had a striking sharp horn on its forehead, which even the mask couldn't cover.

This horn, this skin color, these patterns, this unique palm structure—Dong Rui felt a bit familiar, where had he seen it before?

He also had a good memory, and the association was triggered instantly:

Ghost King's Underground Palace! ===== CHAPTER 1613 =====