Chapter 1106: A Dog Leverages Its Master

Oh my God!

Where did all these tentacle monsters come from? Weren't there only one?!

It's over, completely over…

There are so many, and each one is larger than the previous, how can we fight this?

No wonder the Demon didn't wait for the Portal; it turns out everything before was just a warm‑up!

So… do we still have a chance?

There's no chance at all; if you can survive ten seconds up there, that's impressive.

Under immense pressure, people's first thought isn't how to compete.

It's how to survive.

More than ten tentacle monsters surrounded the entire Upper City District, like a wall over a hundred meters high.

Impassable!

Staring at this terrifying scene, no one could muster even a hint of a fighting spirit.

"So this is Gao Zhiyi's Hole Cards!" Yin Yun suddenly understood.

She casually glanced at the man in the back seat.

So this is the answer to what he called "looking down."

Given that, how do we break the deadlock?

The same question lingered in the minds of the viewers in front of the TV.

The front line was still cheering wildly for victory.

They even took out their bottom‑drawer stock to celebrate.

They never imagined the rear would produce such a massive twist.

It killed everyone off guard.

Just one tentacle monster caused massive losses to White Bear City.

Numerous Gene Modification warriors couldn't move it a fraction.

Now suddenly there are so many more, each larger than the last.

The worst of them even exceeded the camera's recording range.

The Demon is indeed strong, but at its core it merely used clever tricks.

It used the tentacle monsters' stupidity to achieve the kill.

Now so many of them are clustered together…

Can the same old trick work again?

Moreover, that guy covered in eyes looks like a Beast Tamer no matter how you see him.

If he has command ability, can the Demon's little cleverness still make a difference?

Thinking this far, Cai Xu couldn't help but show a worried expression.

"This time, can we still do it?"

Amid the ruins, facing the Eye Monster's mockery, Su Yang calmly said: "At most, it's just a dog under Gao Zhiyi, why pretend to be a big‑tailed wolf?"

"A dog leaning on its master's power—today that finally opened my eyes."

Cheng Ji showed no concern at all, but instead displayed a fanatical reverence.

"You're right, I am a dog."

"And a well‑trained, obedient good dog."

"Back then I was just a watchdog; if my master hadn't given me a chance, how could I have stood before a Big Figure like you?"

"Being a dog isn't bad at all."

"Even if I have to lick shoes, at least in White Bear City I'm below one person but above ten thousand!"

"And you… seem to have saved this city, but in fact you're just a pitiful worm dragged by nihilistic heroism."

"Stop talking about rank in front of me; survive first."

Having said that, a tentacle suddenly shot out.

Cheng Ji, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, stepped on the tentacle and slowly retreated.

Before leaving, he reminded, "I'm looking forward to your performance; don't disappoint me, okay."

Su Yang's eyes flickered, his fist unconsciously clenched.

Zhuang Wu, seething inside, cursed, "Where did that stray dog come from, acting superior while being a dog for others."

Ximen Zhirou's eyes showed displeasure, "There's no need to stoop to that kind of person; he deliberately provoked the Boss."

Zhuang Wu nodded, "I get the reasoning, but with such arrogance can you hold back from punching him in the face?"

Ximen Zhirou shook his head, "If given a chance, I'll strike hard!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the tentacle monsters moved!

All over the sky, tentacles battered wildly like a raging storm.

The already riddled Upper City District suffered another devastating blow.

Each time a tentacle struck, it slammed a deep trench.

The violent impact at one point lifted the Villa District's roof and flung it away.

There was no escape; mortals had no chance of survival at all.

Seeing this, Su Yang whispered, "Go!"

Zhuang Wu and Ximen Zhirou didn't hesitate, nor ask any questions, and turned and fled.

When the three moved, the other players immediately followed.

They were very in sync, even without prior discussion.

Zhuang Wu turned his head, puzzled, and said, "Everyone runs on their own, why follow us?"

One person replied, "If you don't mind, I am willing to serve like a dog and horse!"

Oh?

Zhuang Wu, hearing that, said with interest, "The service is false, but wanting to survive is real, right?"

Facing the teasing, the others showed no negative emotion at all.

The person nodded calmly, "We have no support; even gathering all our strength cannot match them."

"Mr. Demon, I know you must have a way; if possible, please give us a chance."

Gao Zhiyi clearly would not let any player go.

By now, in this Death Game, they have already figured out the Guilü.

On the surface it looks like a lone fight, but in fact it's a battle of camps.

Gao Zhiyi is one camp.

Gene Modification Warriors are another camp.

As Gao Zhiyi's adversaries, they are all hunting targets.

The previous attempt already illustrates the situation.

The tentacled monster is far beyond what they can handle.

And Su Yang's outstanding efficiency commands admiration.

Now the dire situation lies before them; if they take no action—

Horizontal or vertical, both lead to death.

Better to fight to the death!

At least there's a sliver of hope!

Su Yang glanced back and suddenly saw the tentacled monster already in pursuit.

Its movement speed was extremely fast, and its target clear.

It was clearly Cheng Ji controlling it from behind.

"The primary target is me; the rest split into two teams."

"Concept-type Talent go left, the rest go right!" Su Yang called out.

Everyone looked at each other, a hint of joy flashing in their eyes.

They immediately formed two rows as instructed.

Su Yang counted the numbers and found that only a pitiful fifty‑plus players had Concept-type Talent.

The remaining three hundred plus were all Normal-type Talent.

Seeing this, Su Yang frowned slightly and said, "White Bear City is the area we can operate in."

"Players with Concept-type Talent should attract hatred at all costs, preferably holding back more than half."

"Players with Normal-type Talent, follow me into battle and slay the enemies!"

What?

Zhuang Wu froze for a moment and asked, "Boss, you got it backwards, right?"

"Shouldn't Concept-type be the ones killing the monster with you?"

Ximen Zhirou also found it odd.

Logically, Concept-type Talent should be more effective against such vastly stronger monsters.

"Monsters don't consume Talent; they can only be killed with the simplest brute‑force physical means," Su Yang explained.

"So that's it…" Zhuang Wu instantly understood.

"They're coming!" one person shouted.

Su Yang looked up and saw two massive hulks already bearing down.

Enormous tentacles suddenly rose high, then crashed down heavily!

"Boom—!"

Shards of stone flew sideways, shaking the surroundings.

The crowd was forced back over ten meters by a wind of smoke and dust, their gazes solemn.

"Act now!"