The fallen Puppet climbed back to its feet.
The explosion had only broken a few of the arms on its chest and scorched some of its skin. It had not dealt any fatal damage.
Not only that, as it got up, it casually picked up several severed limbs and stuffed them onto itself.
Feng Ling immediately rushed forward and kicked the nearby corpses away, preventing the Puppet from continuing to assemble itself. Furious, she snapped, "Is this thing impossible to kill?"
This was outrageous!
It was like Building Blocks being dismantled and reassembled. No matter how many times they were taken apart, the Building Blocks themselves remained unaffected. Wasn't it cheating for the system to design a Card Ability like this?
He Xing Luo also manipulated the Bone Chain, attempting to lure the Puppet into the Tunnel.
The method truly worked. Whether the Cursed Puppet was drawn to the corpse chunks or to He Xing Luo, one of its own kind, it followed He Xing Luo step by step toward the Tunnel.
Bai Lu watched the Puppet gloomily from behind and said, "Theoretically, as long as I die, the Cursed Puppet will die too. But the Puppet's main torso has been contaminated... so I'm not sure whether, if I die now, the Puppet will die with me."
"Then dig out the main torso and destroy it?" Feng Ling shouted from up ahead.
"I tried. It didn't work," Bai Lu said. "I tried making the Puppet fall apart, but the contaminated parts can move. Whenever I tried to separate the source of contamination, they would hide in other parts of the Puppet..."
Bai Lu walked very slowly behind them, and her voice was weak. He Xing Luo's Bone Chain had pierced her spleen earlier; she was holding on entirely by willpower.