Boom--
With the explosion of the human-guided shell, a large hole was smashed in the newly erected rock wall.
The Hunter made their way unimpeded, bursting out of the cave and leaving the fortress.
Seeing this, the cannon clone swung his fist.
"Isn't it a bit unfair that the MVP wasn't awarded to the Self-Destruct Squad this time?"
The clone on the other side nodded in agreement. "MVP is a given."
"Stop babbling! We're all alone now!" shouted the clone who was stopping the soldiers from climbing the wall.
The gunner looked around and realized that they were the last remaining members of the group.
He loosened his collar. "To live on the brink of death, to give these Otherworld NPCs a little Circus shock."
Having said that, he leaped up from the high wall.
It did a reverse somersault with two and a half flips in the air before landing headfirst.
The soldiers at the foot of the city wall looked up and saw the clone falling straight down towards them.
Before they could react, the clone landed in the crowd and exploded with a "boom," creating a small vacuum zone.
The remaining clones on the wall were talking about it with great interest.
"The final landing posture wasn't quite perfect, so I'll give it nine points out of one hundred."
I'll jump a hundred points!
" The Self-Destruct Squad, always at the forefront!"
"Wuhu~ Take off~"
"Don't forget to erect a monument for us, Qin Dog!"
"..."
Within seconds, the only children scrambled to jump off the wall.
As the final few explosions echoed through the night sky, the party hosted by the Circus came to a close.
The soldiers stared at the scattered limbs and remains in shock for a long time.
There are their own here, and also their clones.
After a moment, a soldier gritted his teeth and said, "A bunch of lunatics!"
The surrounding soldiers nodded in agreement.
They've been battling wits with Polluter Ring Mountains for years, and they've never seen anything this crazy.
"Breakthrough successful!"
"Speaking of which, how did those soldiers end up fighting amongst themselves?"
After leaving the fortress, Slacking on the Sidelines couldn't help but look at Qin Ze and ask.
The other Hunter also looked at him curiously.
After all, it was Qin Ze who was out having fun from beginning to end.
They were inside their cells, completely unaware of what was happening outside.
Qin Ze said calmly, "I was just using a little trick."
Seeing that Qin Ze didn't want to talk about it, the others didn't press him further. As martial artists, everyone had their own secrets, and everyone understood that.
Slacking on the Sidelines, "Their fighting style reminds me of a bunch of lunatics."
"If they weren't dressed like the fortress soldiers, I would have really thought these lunatics had also come to Otherworld."
When the Slacking on the Sidelines, the Passerby A, and the Taoist saw the chaotic battlefield outside, they were all stunned.
The scene where the clones embraced each other and self-destructed, taking each other down with them, especially reminded them of an old friend.
Qin Ze asked the duo, "Which direction is your refuge in?"
The short, thin man replied, "It's in this direction right now. At our current speed, we'll arrive in another hour."
While flying on his sword, Brother Yuanzi asked Qin Ze, "Tell me your investigation results."
Qin Ze nodded, and then began to recount the information he had extracted and summarized from the soldiers' memories.
"The truth about this world begins in Otherworld No. Zero..."
Four centuries ago, led by the company, various forces continuously increased their exploration and investment in the Otherworld No. Zero.
Due to the unique nature of the Otherworld No. Zero, even Advanced Martial Artist cannot venture deep into it for too long.
To explore inside for an extended period, one must receive the "blessing" of a person with a special talent within the company.
Each blessing allows the blessed person to explore the Otherworld "harmlessly" for at least twelve hours.
The company has kept this person with special abilities firmly under its control, preventing them from being exposed to the public eye.
Blessings are also bestowed through a special potion.
Injecting the medicine is tantamount to wishing someone success.
With the in-depth development of the Otherworld No. Zero, all parties have made considerable gains.
However, what no one knew was that the company was hiding a huge secret.
There are no such things as people with special talents or abilities.
Its true identity is a set of remains that the company unearthed from the Otherworld No. Zero years ago.
The remains were not completely dead; they still retained a trace of "spirit."
The company discovered through research on the remains that their bodily fluids could evade supernatural Corruption in the Otherworld No. Zero.
In order to avoid revealing the remains, the company fabricated a person with a special talent.
The blessing of a power user is the reagent used to modify bodily fluids from remains.
The company made a fortune from this and gradually gained global influence.
Little did they know that this seemingly fateful gift had already come with a price tag.
As more and more people were blessed, researchers found that the remains remained conscious for longer periods of time.
Until one day, the specially formulated tranquilizer completely lost its effect on him.
The remains wiped out the entire research institute and saw the sun of the world.
Various forces went to besiege them, and in the face of battle, those martial artists who had been "blessed" became puppets of the enemy.
Among them were many Advanced Martial Artist, and even several Level Nine.
It is these blessed ones who provide the energy for awakening.
That day, Wang Lin.
Wang was both Corruption and slaughtering.
The Human Race suffered repeated defeats.
The Shelter Project had to be activated as a last resort.
Using technology developed from the Otherworld No. Zero, one-third of the surviving population of the mainland moved into shelters.
While barely surviving, they developed a weapon to fight against the king.
Due to energy constraints, the shelters have to be opened in batches every century.
In the king's eyes, the opened shelters were nothing more than canned food.
Some were eaten, and the rest were transformed.
The king is like a Zerg queen, and the people who have been Corruption and transformed have become his "worker ants".
At the same time, due to the existence of the "blessing," a simple spiritual network was established between the king and the Polluter.
Wang can issue simple commands to the Polluter through the mental network.
This is why there is no commander in the border region.
There is only one commander among the Polluter, and that is the King.
There are no Advanced Martial Artist among the Polluter, because Advanced Martial Artist occasionally regain their senses.
To consolidate his rule, the king killed all the Advanced Martial Artist, leaving only a group of laborers.
"What is the king's true identity? And that evil god who looks like a giant mushroom?" Slacking on the Sidelines couldn't help but ask.
Qin Ze shook his head. "I'm not sure about that. The King's rank seems to be lower than that of the Big Mushroom."
Wang couldn't open or find the shelter; he could only wait for it to open automatically.
If it were Fume-shroom, it probably would have opened all the "cans" by the first century.
The short, thin man seemed lost in thought.
He knew some of what Qin Ze was talking about, but he knew nothing about what would happen after the shelter closed.
He is now completely certain that Qin Ze and his group are on their side.
Lu Tongtong obediently raised her right hand and asked, "What about those people Ring Mountains? They're clearly Polluter too, so why are they fighting against the soldiers in the fortress?"
Qin Ze smiled wryly upon hearing this.
"They were a pitiful group of people."
"In order to combat Corruption, they had no choice but to become the Corruption."