Mind Control, But?

All three were formidable opponents, and fighting alone, he was struggling to keep up with the odds.

Now, Ruogejin can only hope that Aiwanbei'er will destroy the mysterious machine as soon as possible so that he can break the "Rock Giant Transformation Spell.

Withdraw!

In mid-air, Jielusi floated lightly, constantly scattering healing light from her hands.

The continuous casting had taken a toll on her, and the enemy's resilience and strength were even more alarming. This three-on-one tug-of-war would clearly continue for a while before a result could be determined.

Jielusi looked in the direction of the White Bone Train, where a large group of bear-men had already charged and surrounded it.

Going to provide assistance now would be too late, as it's already too far away to help!

The mechanical sound of a locomotive starting up carried on the wind—could the heavily damaged Youth Civilization really escape alive? Jielusi wondered worriedly. But the enemy before her was equally formidable, so she had to refocus her attention on the battle at hand.

The roar of the locomotive grew clearer and clearer. Jielusi couldn't help but look away again, only to be shocked to find that the locomotive had been disconnected from the carriage. Its wide tracks rolled across the snowfield, accelerating wildly, charging alone towards the bear-man army and their chieftain Aifangbei'er!

Why was this happening? Jielusi was confused. Shouldn't the elderly, weak, and disabled people left behind at the base vehicle be rushing to escape?

****

Three minutes ago, on the Youth Civilization, in the driver's cab of the Doomsday Locomotive.

Younier gripped the user manual tightly, quickly flipping to the last few pages that read, "Do not perform the following operations unless absolutely necessary." Her fingers flew across the touchscreen, disabling each safety restriction one by one.

On the locomotive's external platform, Newman had already released the traction hook at the rear of the locomotive and was disconnecting all connecting wires and various gas and water pipes.

"All done here!" Newman shouted, holding up a detached power cable.

"Received!" Younier took a deep breath and pressed the last bright red button.

"Doomsday Mode has been switched!"

"Hurry, hurry!" Qiluo, in her beast form, lay on the control panel, her hooves pounding anxiously on the control panel. "Drive! Drive!"

"God said, 'Don't press randomly!'" the Gospel says.

He pulled the handle, and a surge of steam instantly rushed into the main generator. The whistling sound grew louder and louder, and the wattmeter pointer went straight to the maximum. Powerful current was injected into the motor, the tracks emitted a screeching friction sound, and the locomotive lurched forward.

Everyone involuntarily leaned back, quickly grabbing the handrails to steady themselves.

Freed from the burden of the carriage, the 10-megawatt-level surging power is entirely used to propel the Doomsday Locomotive itself. Looking at the motorcycle alone, its power equipment accounts for more than 75% of its weight, so it can be understood as a muscular monster with a bunch of power equipment encased in an iron shell!

The speed instantly increased to 50 kilometers per hour and continued to climb rapidly, quickly breaking the 60 mark.

"Whoosh!" Qiluo shouted excitedly. Rushing forward in both directions, the bear-man ahead was already almost within reach.

Aiwanbei'er, charging at the forefront, let out a howl, his powerful hind legs carving deep craters in the snow as his massive body leaped high into the air. His palms, imbued with immense Magic Power, slammed down with tremendous force onto the front of the Doomsday Locomotive Motorbike!

Qiluo's single horn suddenly lit up, and its four hooves stomped down heavily. The Magic Crystal Core distributed on the motorcycle's shell instantly lit up more than half of them, and a solidified magic shield enveloped the entire motorcycle.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided, creating a deafening roar. Aiwanbei'er felt as if he had crashed into a moving mountain; his massive body was thrown back with a thud, carving a long furrow in the snow.

The magical shield trembled, withstanding the heavy blow. The Doomsday Locomotive only paused slightly before accelerating forward again.

"Ha ha ha!" Everyone cheered in the locomotive's cab!

"You little brat!" The unicorn raised its hoof and blew off the dust.

"It's just defensive shield technology!" Newman proudly raised his chin. "We have that too!"

Hansite sounded the whistle, its long, drawn-out blast echoing across the snowfield, a mocking sound directed at the bears.

Aiwanbei'er scrambled to his feet from the snow pit, pounding his chest in anger. But when he saw the barely depleted magical shield on the Doomsday Locomotive, even his ferocious bear-like face showed a pained expression.

The Doomsday Locomotive quickly reached a speed of 70 kilometers per hour, its huge tracks carving two deep furrows in the snow-covered ground, and the swirling snow spray splashed to both sides like giant white waves.

Viewed from the front, this steel behemoth resembled a furious ancient mammoth, roaring as it charged towards the Bearfolk Clan's lines. The tracks tore through the hard frozen ground, producing a chilling roar.

Even the most fearless bear-men warriors had to scramble to the sides. Though they were fanatical, they weren't foolish enough to use their own flesh and blood to withstand such a massive machine.

In an instant, the once orderly charging formation of the bear-men warriors was scattered and broken.

****

Hansite was clearly unhappy that their aggressive charge had resulted in them getting nothing but a single bear bar—a disservice to the coal and charcoal burning brightly in the hearth. He shouted to Gospel, "Let's get something exciting!"

"God says, drift!" The Gospel responded, locking the right track of the motorcycle. Accompanied by a piercing metallic scraping sound, the entire motorcycle suddenly swung to the left as if being pulled by a tremendous force.

Qiluo's horn shone brightly once more, and the runes on the tracks lit up instantly. Ice magic spread rapidly, encasing the tracks in a layer of crystalline ice. With the magic's enhancement, the friction between the tracks and the ground decreased dramatically, and the Doomsday Locomotive thus completed a sideways maneuver on the snow, executing a perfect drift.

The cross-section that was originally five meters in the direction of travel instantly became thirty meters! The huge bone-iron locomotive swept over the bear crowd with a majestic presence.

God said, "Get lost!"

The sudden change caught the bear-men off guard. More than a dozen bear-men couldn't avoid it and were directly pulled under the tracks. Instantly, the crisp sound of bones shattering accompanied the abruptly stopped screams, and blood and bits of flesh splattered on the white snow, creating a shocking pattern.

The thick steel tracks rolled mercilessly over the ground, producing a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

"Yeah!"

The unicorn stretched out its forelegs, Newman extended his bony claws, Gospel stretched out his mechanical arm, and Hansite raised his palm. The four of them completed a triumphant high-five across species in mid-air.

Only Younier was frantically operating the control panel, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She kept flipping through the user manual while dealing with the constant stream of alarm notifications.

She handles what she can understand with her limited knowledge. As for what she doesn't understand:

"Block-Block-Ignore-Force Run," she muttered to herself, clicking on the options marked with red triangle warnings. "This seems to be the most effective!"

Aiwanbei'er, watching from afar, nearly spit fire in his eyes. He pounded his chest in anger and roared to the sky.

Then, the roaring continued...

"Tch, coward!" The unicorn gave the blustering but cowardly Bearfolk Clan a disdainful look. Suddenly, she jumped up happily and pointed to the even taller rock giant, Ruogejin's avatar, "Let's go play with that big guy!"

Gospel immediately pulled the handle, and the Doomsday Locomotive's tracks started moving, shattering the ice above. The entire motorcycle recovered from its drift and corrected its direction to move forward again.

The Doomsday Locomotive once again whipped up a flurry of snow, leaving a spectacular snow curtain behind it.

****

At the same time, Su Ming finally climbed up the hillside and came to Zijin's side.

Seeing the girl lying on the ground with lifeless eyes, he immediately understood the situation. "Mind control skills?"

Abigai seized control of Zijin's vocalization, using the girl's vocal cords to produce a stiff voice, "Bone King? Good eye!"

The familiar timbre, yet an unfamiliar, aged tone, with each syllable carrying unnatural pauses and distortions, created a strange sense of incongruity that sent chills down Su Ming's spine.

"It was the right decision to kill this disgusting enemy!" he thought to himself.

"So, the reason you, the Plundering Clock, purchased these young girls was to manipulate them and infiltrate the Divine Might Prison!" Su Ming finally understood the reason behind it all.

"The people of the Sea of Divine Grace are looking to buy exquisite young girls as playthings; we're just middlemen making a little profit." Abigai, familiar with Zijin's voice, began to seize control of the body's Magic Power. She forcibly lifted the girl's hand, and amidst the trembling, a wisp of Magic Power began to gather unstablely.

"You turned those girls into human sex slaves!" Su Ming said sternly.

Judging from the images conveyed in Rupert's letter, Abigai had hidden explosive runes engraved on the girls' bodies. Many girls did not survive this process and were tortured to death.

"To give their insignificant lives for the tolling of the bells of truth," Abigai said in a somber tone, "Is an honor for these ants!"

Su Ming lowered his eyes, his tone becoming calmer, "You beasts, and the scum of the Sea of Divine Grace, none of you will escape."

"Hahaha!" Abigai let out a piercing laugh, "Incompetent barking!"

She intensified her mental suppression, and the puppet strings tightened, completely squeezing Zijin's consciousness into a corner. Now, she finally had complete control over the body's Magic Power circuits. Zijin's palms, clad in white wool gloves, began to gather icy energy, and a small "Sigh of Eternal Winter" spell was rapidly being constructed.

"Come, I'll take you to see those failed dolls!"

Meanwhile, on Abigai's side, Yise relentlessly charged again, his greatsword flashing as it struck Abigai's shield once more, causing it to shake violently.

Abigai snapped his fingers impatiently, and the girl was immediately enveloped in a rain of icy spikes, thrown into the air, and fell to the ground some distance away.

Yise climbed out of the snow pit, blood trickling from her forehead, but her body was mostly unharmed. The runes on her Mithril Wing Armor shimmered, shining brightly even in the sunlight.

"Nice gear!" Abigai glanced at his butt and said.