The wind blades of the giant bird puppets had limited lethality against the skeleton monsters, while the skeleton monsters likewise lacked any effective means of attacking these metal birds. Before long, both sides became tangled in a chaotic melee in the sky. Three to five flying skeletons would latch onto a metal bird, then plummet from the heavens together. Once they hit the ground, the two sides grappled like street thugs in a brawl.
Throughout the mountains and forests within a thousand-mile radius, silver birds and skeletons of every color were locked together on the ground, tumbling and wrestling. Dull impacts rolled endlessly like thunder. The earth trembled faintly, and the frenzied collisions of these tireless undead and puppets—beings who knew neither exhaustion nor fatigue—split the ground with countless cracks of varying widths.
A low howl came from the skies. The same sort of gigantic metal puppets that had fallen from above when Lin Qi first entered this small world tore through the undead cyclone he had created and dropped straight down from the heights. There were at least a hundred thousand of these giant metal puppets this time. Waving their arms, they sent countless meteor-fire rains the size of water vats shrieking downward.
In an instant, millions of fiery blossoms bloomed across the ground. Clusters of red flame shot into the sky as vast swathes of skeleton monsters were blasted to pieces within the firelight. The skeleton monsters Lin Qi had summoned were, after all, primarily the most ordinary skeletons. Even bolstered by his divine power, these ordinary skeletons, whose strength was comparable to Holy Knights, could not withstand the massive bombardment of those giant metal puppets.
"Ah ha, what troublesome opponents. Luckily, if we're talking human-wave tactics, I'm not afraid either! Ashmier, make the Burial Ground operate at