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These Undead Creatures all look very low-level, and perhaps ten of them together can equal the combat power of one Ten-Year Soul Beast.
However, there are too many Undead Creatures.
There are so many that they are countless, covering the sky and the earth, covering the mountains and plains.
They walked out of the door one after another. Even if they were torn to pieces, they still kept going, tireless and not afraid of death.
The accumulation of a small amount into a large amount will also create an extremely powerful force.
These low-level undead, their individual combat power is not worth mentioning.
But they will overwhelm everything with their numbers, and drag everything down with their consumption.
Long Zhanye murmured, "I won't let you succeed, Huo Yuhao!"
Ye Guyi behind him followed closely behind him. With a trace of worry in her beautiful eyes, she asked softly:
"Then do you have a way to stop him?"
Long Zhanye turned his head and glanced at her, "Huo Yuhao has a trump card, and so do I!"
The words just fell--
I saw a gray-white light suddenly light up on his left arm!
Secret Spirit Bone Left Arm.
As the light flickered, Long Zhanye's figure began to become erratic, disappearing and appearing, appearing and disappearing.
Around his body, gray-white air currents began to appear.
Those air currents rotated, entangled, and condensed, forming ever-changing shadows behind him.
Then, Long Zhanye shouted softly:
"I transform into thousands of soldiers, and thousands of soldiers are like me--Chaos Soldier Puppet!"
The conversation just ended.
A total of three thousand figures appeared in the sky!
Those three thousand figures were suspended in mid-air, like three thousand mirrors reflecting the same person.
They are all transformed by Chaos Qi, and each one is lifelike and vivid.
And the most shocking thing is--
The appearance of those three thousand figures is exactly the same as Long Zhanye!
The same eyebrows, the same outline, the same body shape, the same clothes.
Apart from each maintaining a unique look, no difference can be found.
Three thousand Long Zhanye, three thousand different expressions, but they are all the same person, all exuding an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
Ye Guyi on the side was shocked.
Her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her pupils reflected the sky full of Long Zhanye.
He opened his mouth slightly, covered his lips with one hand, and let out an unbelievable cry, "What... what is this?"
Long Zhanye said calmly:
"This is my second skill Secret Method Soul Left Arm Spirit Bone--Chaos Soldier Puppet."
"You can summon three thousand Puppet that are exactly the same as me. However, their strength is not as strong as mine--"
"When I am Soul Douluo, their strength is Soul Saint; when I am Douluo, their strength is Soul Douluo."
"Their strength is always one level behind mine."
"As for the number of Chaos Soldier Puppet, it is entirely determined by the number of Soul Beast consumed to cultivate this Secret Spirit Bone Left Arm."
"As many Soul Beasts as I refine, I can summon as many Puppets."
What he didn't say was--
This piece of Spirit Bone is made from the flesh, blood and soul of countless Soul Beast.
The death of every Soul Beast leaves a mark on this Spirit Bone; every mark can be turned into a Puppet.
Three thousand Soul Beast were exchanged for three thousand Puppet - this is the price, this is the truth about Chaos Soldier Puppet.
But at this moment, Long Zhanye raised his right hand and pointed in the direction of Huo Yuhao--
That red-gold vertical eye, those nine pitch-black doors, that endless stream of the Undead Army.
Three thousand Chaos Soldier Puppet all turned in that direction.
Long Zhanye's hand suddenly waved down!
Three thousand gray-white figures, like three thousand shooting stars, fell from the sky, all heading towards Undead Creature!
The skeleton was torn to pieces, Zombie was cut off, the ghost was dispersed, Headless Knight was shot down from the horse--
Three thousand Chaos Soldier Puppet with the strength of Soul Saint are like three thousand sharp blades!
Wherever they passed, Undead Creature fell like wheat.
Bones are flying, rotten flesh is splashing everywhere, and the black death energy is swallowed up by the gray-white Chaos Qi, not even the dregs are left!
In the distant sky, the huge red-gold vertical eye seemed to beat slightly.
Long Zhanye's mouth corners slowly rose.
"Huo Yuhao, come on. Let me see whether your Undead Army is stronger or my Chaos Soldier Puppet is stronger!"
I saw that three thousand Long Zhanye were like three thousand unsheathed swords, all rushing towards that Undead Creature!
That scene was so spectacular that it made people go numb!
Three thousand gray-white figures galloped across the battlefield, wherever they passed.
The skeleton was smashed into powder by a punch, and the white bone fragments were flying in the sky like snowflakes; Zombie had his head smashed with a palm...
The strength of those Undead Creature is really too weak.
Facing Chaos Soldier Puppet, who has the strength of Soul Saint, they are like ants facing an elephant, not even qualified to resist.
Even the slightly more powerful Lich, Bone Dragon, and Death Knight could not last more than a few rounds before being torn into pieces.
Even though there were hundreds of thousands of Undead Creature, under the crazy fighting of three thousand Long Zhanye, they were reduced and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although the nine pitch-black gates are constantly spitting out undead souls, the speed of spitting out is far less than the speed at which they are killed!
Almost every time one came out, it was killed by Long Zhanye, without even a chance to gain a foothold.
Undead Army's forward was completely defeated in just half a stick of incense.
Three thousand Chaos Soldier Puppet stepped on the ground paved with bones, crushing, killing, and pushing all the way, directly to the door of the nine doors!
Nine dark doors are close at hand!
The Undead Creature pouring out of the door is getting less and less, becoming thinner and thinner.
And at this time--
Huo Yuhao was completely shocked.
His face was filled with disbelief. He knew the person in front of him, it was Long Zhanye.
But--why are there three thousand Long Zhanye?!
Huo Yuhao's mind was in chaos.
He scanned it with his Divine Power and found that each of the three thousand figures had at least Soul Saint level of strength--
That is, the same level of strength as him!
Three thousand Soul Saint!
Although Huo Yuhao claims to be a genius, he has an incredible trump card like Undead Semi-Plane.
But his real cultivation level is only at the Soul Saint level.
What is the concept of three thousand enemies at the same level as him?
Huo Yuhao was immediately dumbfounded.
He was suspended in the air, motionless, as if he was petrified.
He didn't dare to act rashly. If these three thousand Long Zhanye attacked him at the same time, he might not even have any bones left!
At the same time, the body of Long Zhanye also slowly approached the northwest direction.
He was unhurried and unhurried, just like a king strolling in the courtyard while inspecting his territory.
Three thousand Puppet opened the way, and he only had to follow behind, watching those Undead Creature being torn, crushed, and crushed, and admiring the expression on Huo Yuhao's face that gradually solidified.
There was always a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. There was ridicule, contempt, and a condescending joy in the smile, like a cat playing with a mouse.
It wasn't until he was close to Huo Yuhao, no more than a hundred steps away from the red-gold vertical eye, that he stopped and stood with his hands behind his back.
"Little thief, you are fine~~"
This tone is exactly this kind of casualness, this kind of carelessness, and the attitude of not taking the other person seriously.
Huo Yuhao looked at the extraordinary Long Zhanye, with fluttering clothes and a domineering air all over his body.
Three thousand Puppet surrounded him, like three thousand loyal guards, guarding their king.
Huo Yuhao must have guessed that he is the true form among the three thousand Long Zhanye--
Although the breath of those three thousand Puppet is similar to that of Long Zhanye, they are ultimately less agile and more mechanical.
And the one in front of us, this living, flesh-and-blood Long Zhanye, is the real Long Zhanye, the owner of these three thousand Puppet.
Huo Yuhao's face changed again and again, turning blue and white, and finally settled into an angry red.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at Long Zhanye, with irrepressible anger in his voice:
"Long Zhanye--!!!"
"Do you know what you are doing now?"
"Everything you do, both public and private, is despicable!!"
"Shrek City is under siege by Beast Tide, and hundreds of thousands of civilians are at risk!"
"Not only did you not offer help, but you took advantage of the situation and took advantage of it. This is simply outrageous."
Huo Yuhao became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder, as if he wanted to pour out all the anger and disappointment in his heart.
Long Zhanye listened to Huo Yuhao's accusation. He was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed.
"What's so harmful?" Long Zhanye's laughter stopped abruptly.
"Hahahaha! What a shame! What a despicable person! Huo Yuhao, do you still have the nerve to say these four words in front of me?"
He pointed at Huo Yuhao with one finger and said word by word, "I'm afraid that all the Evil Soul Masters in the world combined haven't killed as many people as you, right?!"
"Planning the Ming Capital explosion, killing millions of civilians--
"What qualifications do you have to say 'offensive' in front of me? What qualifications do you have to call me 'despicable'?"
"Is this what you Shrek people who claim to be righteous do?"
"In order to succeed, you will do whatever it takes to kill unarmed people. What's the difference between you and a murderous demon?"
"Ming Capital Big Bang, those who died, they also had parents, wives and children, and lived ordinary but happy lives."
"Did they provoke you? Do they deserve to die? The blood in your hands is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more than mine!!!"
Huo Yuhao was immediately speechless.
His face turned red, because he was exposed the truth that he most didn't want to face, and his hypocritical skin was peeled off in public.
He clearly knew that the big explosion at Ming Capital was planned by him and his companions.
The purpose is to destroy Sun Moon Empire's Soul Tool reserves and weaken Sun Moon Empire's potential for future wars.
That explosion did cause a large number of civilian casualties. The number of millions may be an exaggeration, but hundreds of thousands are definitely there.
He originally thought that this matter would be done perfectly, and no outsiders would doubt him, let alone anyone say this matter in front of him.
Sun Moon Empire's official investigation ultimately placed the blame on the Shrek Academy, not Huo Yuhao himself.
He didn't expect--
Long Zhanye actually knew what he was doing.
Moreover, he knew it so clearly and in detail, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
So, he had nothing to say anymore.
He lowered his head and avoided looking at Long Zhanye.
The red color on his face became darker and darker, almost bleeding.
He was so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl in--
Not because I felt I had done something wrong, but because I was caught.
The embarrassment and shame of being exposed in public is more unbearable than any physical pain.