"Qiongqi" finally died.
The fact that it had managed to kill He Hua Zi Zai Tian True Demon first was already a miracle. It had taken almost the full force of True Demon's final dirge of resentment, and even after holding out until the end, its life was like a candle guttering in the wind. If Ying Su had not been overly cautious and fled after every strike without getting greedy, Qiongqi would never have lasted this long.
After all, Ying Su could reduce the damage from the other puppets through dodging, blocking, deflecting force, and similar techniques, barely holding them off. But if Qiongqi so much as touched him, his entire body would instantly explode. Nearly six hundred thousand attack power was a mountain he could not withstand—even if only a single speck of dust fell on him.
Unfortunately, Qiongqi had only stats and no mechanics. It could kick a house apart, but it could not stomp the ground and send the floor flying. Going by its stats, a full-power strike from it could create a crater across the entire street, and then some. But Yan Qing had only given it the commands "attack" and "move." It simply could not carry out tactical actions such as "stomp the ground to create cracks and hinder the enemy."
That was only natural. The Land of Gathering Demons was essentially a numeric game of beast chess, where the bigger numbers won. If one could control things with such precision, wouldn't it become a MOBA version of the Holy Grail War, with seven characters under one's control?
Ying Ru Shi still had not regained the ability to move. Relying on Heaven Overlord Body's damage resolution had not only emptied her health bar; it had probably also left her in a state of severe