Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Impersonating a God
Chapter 680

Stealing Spider Silk

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More than ten martial arts masters surrounded Snowy Owl, Seagull, and Gao Shan in the courtyard and attacked them all at once. Although they were only second- or third-rate masters, and seemed to be about the same level as Yue Zhenqiao, their numbers made them a considerable threat.

In particular, these martial arts masters, despite their different backgrounds and even some not being from the same prison, cooperated with remarkable tacit understanding, showing no sign that they knew each other at all.

In fact, their coordination was absurd—two martial artists would attack simultaneously, one in front and one behind. The one in front could even seem to have eyes in the back of his head, moving aside and lowering his head in advance to make way for the attack from behind, as if he could read his companion's mind.

The combined efforts of these dozen or so martial artists even produced a result greater than the sum of its parts!

This also reflects that the puppets manipulated by the Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Silk Demon Lord using the "Karma Threads" supernatural power not only retain their own Memory and consciousness, and their abilities can still be used as usual, but also seem to be linked to some kind of collective consciousness network, so that each individual can cooperate as a whole, like ants or a swarm of bees.

Even so, in the center of the siege, Snowy Owl, Seagull, and Gao Shan, with their seamless teamwork, were still able to quickly and continuously reduce the number of puppets.

However, this reduction in personnel has not been very effective!

Because... there's a constant stream of puppets climbing over the outer walls to join the battle and fill the gaps.

This is both a siege and a war of attrition!

"This Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Silk Demon Lord and his lackeys...have secretly collected many martial arts masters as puppets over the past hundred years," Xuan Yunzi said through gritted teeth as he arranged the Talismans Formation. "Sure enough, the disappearances and mental breakdowns of martial arts figures in various prisons and towns...are all inextricably linked to this Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Silk Demon Lord."

"This Yaomo is absolutely incapable of having even a shred of kindness!"

The Snowy Owl cleaved a dual-sword expert in half with a single slash, then cursed again, "Old Daoist, stop explaining! How much longer do you have?"

"It'll be a while!"

Xuan Yunzi quickly replied.

The black markings on the Snowy Owl's skin had reappeared, and although no warrior had managed to injure her, fine beads of blood were seeping from her body.

Damn it!

Even more critically, the puppets seemed to have discovered it too...

Although the Snowy Owl appears to be the strongest of the three, she is actually the weakest link.

The focus of the puppets' attack instantly shifted to the Snowy Owl.

Even when faced with attacks from Gao Shan and Seagull, they seemed to disregard their own lives, preferring to be killed rather than risk another blow against the Snowy Owl.

Under such a fierce attack, the Snowy Owl's injuries inevitably worsened—although it was still unharmed, the curse was clearly deepening!

In just a few exchanges, the Snowy Owl's skin was almost soaked in blood, and it looked as if it were covered in a layer of red rice paste, appearing extremely disheveled.

"Damn it, if I hadn't been cursed by that guy, these things wouldn't have been able to hurt me at all!"

That being said, even the Snowy Owl had to admit...

Although she can still manage now, it's a very difficult time.

If these Martial Artists continued their attack for a few more minutes, it would probably be enough to kill him!

And just then...

The Snowy Owl suddenly felt that the pressure from all sides had lessened considerably.

After regaining its senses, the Snowy Owl raised its head—the courtyard, which had been "overcrowded," was now empty.

The Martial Artists puppets that had been besieging them all fell to the ground and quickly vanished.

They quickly turned into thin white Spider Silk, which disappeared with a gust of wind.

Although there were still many puppets outside the wall, they were clearly also shocked by this bizarre scene and dared not enter the courtyard for a moment.

What's going on?

"How could everyone just vanish into thin air?!"

Not only the school, but also the Gao Shan and Seagull were bewildered.

Behind them, Li Nian's voice rang out softly.

"Of course it didn't disappear into thin air! It was me! It's all thanks to me!"

They all turned to look at Li Nian, only to see the girl triumphantly pushing up her sunglasses.

How did you do that?

"That guy just got too much information out of Sister Yao," Li Nian waved her hand. "Since this supernatural power is called 'Karma Threads' and can manipulate a person's past, and based on my observations along the way, I have a guess."

"That means these puppets that still retain a certain degree of self-awareness must all possess some kind of 'tangible' thing that carries the supernatural power of this 'Karma Threads'... Since they are special compared to ordinary puppets, they must have something special about them."

"And anything tangible... I can steal."

Li Nian spoke softly, flipping her hand to reveal a few Spider Silk.

"This is?"

"It's the vessel for the Karma Threads Divine Ability," Li Nian looked at the wall outside. In her vision, each puppet had a shimmering spider silk Spider Silk pulling it into the ground. "The spider's ability is considered strange in the Prison Mountain Realm, but it's not particularly strange or unreasonable."

"In fact, among the Ten Realms, apart from the unfathomable things in the Gray Domain, the remaining abilities, no matter how bizarre they may seem, should still follow certain rules."

As Li Nian spoke softly, a cold laugh came from the main gate of the Daoist temple: "Truly clever. Even among those from beyond the realm, you are exceptionally clever."

A familiar face appeared at the main entrance.

"Hey, Biaotou Yue, you've been completely assimilated, haven't you?"

Yue Zhenqiao did not react to Li Nian's greeting.

He continued speaking to himself, "Your move is indeed impressive, so... it seems we second- or third-rate Martial Artists are useless."

"Fortunately, we have even more skilled experts among us."

As Yue Zhenqiao spoke, six figures, each more than ten times more imposing than the previous Martial Artists, slowly appeared at the main entrance.

"I can sense that your strange ability to 'steal' Spider Silk requires 'contact' to activate—your disappearance just now was because you were stealthily touching those Spider Silk in the dark... But now, can you still touch them?"

Xuan Yunzi looked towards the doorway, his expression suddenly changing.

"This aura... not good, it's actually Twelve-Guans Martial Artists!"

The six people easily stepped over the dilapidated outer Magic Array of the Daoist temple and then entered it—although the Magic Array was already on the verge of collapse, their ease, as if lifting a curtain, still spoke volumes.

These six individuals are indeed far superior to the previous group of Martial Artists.

Li Nian narrowed her eyes. "Oh dear, it seems it really will be difficult to succeed again."

She could sense that the six new people were all Qi Mechanism on her, clearly not intending to give her any chance!

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