Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chu Zhiqiao's heart is full of spirits.

There are too many ghosts.

Though the main warship of the Chase is an antique colour of old teeth, it was just modified more than thirty years ago to further improve automation, and there are not many operators in the power compartment.

The vast majority of operators are trapped in the carnivore's food, and outside, alerted and evacuated by purifiers and sweepers, are still operating deep in the power compartment, up to a few hundred carnivores.

But in her sight, there were at least a thousand corpse eaters, shadowed by enough blood.

And the speed and strength of these ghouls far exceed that of ordinary Saints and lower fighters, some of whom can even escape the shock of lightning.

Even her armor was ripped apart by bloody, strangely long fingers, a finger that slipped into her skin like maggots and leeches, slippery and tired, so cold.

That's impossible.

Chu Dawn reacted instantly —— it was a hallucination.

What a powerful spiritual illusion. Has the Puppet King's power improved yet again? He could have invaded her brain in isolation, creating such a wonderful and unique illusion.

“Nightmare, Nightmare? ”

Chu Zhiqiao shouted twice and found that there was no response behind him. The auditory system of wanting to come from himself or “Nightmare” Yunhai was also invaded.

She stopped shouting, gathered her soul to the limit, and fired a strong brainwave at the spider chariot "Red Pig” next to her, through the amplification of the spider chariot and towards the outside of the power compartment.

“Seven Stars, can you hear me? The Puppet King is most likely to have invaded the armor system, the visual nerves, and the auditory nerves of my dark dreams at the same time, causing great disruption to our battle. ”

Chu Zhiqiao was very calm and did not panic to output the waves of consciousness. “Ignore me, pretend to be busy with your hands and feet, let him continue the invasion. Take the opportunity to find out where the source of the invasion is.

“Remember, don't spook the snake, the ‘little offering’ that turned into a ghost is not our goal, our goal is the Puppet King, even if we can't catch him, at least understand his methods, so don't destroy everything, okay? ”

“… understand. ”

After a while, using the spider chariot as a springboard, the voice of the crystal brain and tracking expert "Seven Stars” came from the team, but the voice was somewhat hesitant, “But the 'Giant Spirit’ has gone in, I don't know if his mental defenses have also been invaded by the Puppet King, if he also had visions and hallucinations, I think he doesn't necessarily have such good patience as Major, but only one way to solve the problem. ”

“What, he...”

Chu Zhixiao's pupils suddenly contracted.

Then she hears deafening explosions, like the giant waves of the shore, smashing illusions and pounding her eardrum.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

Deep in the mist, flaming bears, all real and illusory ghost systems are blown to pieces, burning ashes in twisted howls, listening to the landslides that destroy the heavens and the earth, and even blowing up the entire power compartment.

Chu Zhiqiao's blood sea suddenly disappeared, she fell out of the illusion and returned to the real world, in the lead grey power compartment.

Instead of having half the joy of escaping the illusion, she was filled with frustration that the plan had been disrupted.

Chu Zhiqiao's face was frozen and he made great strides forward.

There is no more complete carnivore in front, not even much crushed meat beyond the size of the nail cap.

A pipeline filled with pit holes, even on a reinforced shell with a reactor thickness of up to half a metre, left hundreds of striking fistprints, centered on fistprints, the plasma radiated outward, as if a punch “disappeared” the whole person.

The fog in front dissipates and the sight becomes clearer.

All the steam and blood smells, like being sucked into the nostrils by that Kui Weiwei giant who was at least four or five meters tall and was covered in scars and iron armor.

Sensing Chu Zhixiao's fierce eyes, Qi Weihan - the “Giant Spirit” Yuankou turned around, cracked open the mouth of the blood basin and gave his major an innocent silly smile.

Indeed, as Chu knew, the Puppet King broke through the walls of the mind, invaded the brain, hijacked his visual and auditory nerves and created a terrible illusion.

And the way the "Giant Spirit” Yuan Ke escapes from the illusion is simple - blowing everything up in front of him.

If the phantom creates a thousand dead eaters, it blows up a thousand.

If the phantom creates 10,000 dead eaters, it blows up 10,000.

It doesn't matter if it's 100,000 or a million heads, which is the same for Yuan Ko.

Chu Zhixiao stared hard at Yuankou.

Yunhai Heart appeared from the side, looking at the whole scene almost destroyed by Yuankou, pulled the corner of his mouth, did not speak, a “I knew it” look.

“That…”

“Seven Stars" through the spider chariot, slightly embarrassed to hit the circle, “Even if ‘Giant Spirit' didn't destroy everything, it wouldn't be easy for me to lock him up with 'Puppet King' 's vast counter-tracking experience? ”

Chu Zhiqiao snorted softly and his eyes moved to Yuankou's feet.

Beneath Yuan Kurt's steel boots, he stepped on an old man wearing a grey robe and a thorny halo pattern on his chest.

The old man was supposed to have a benevolent, holy face filled with blood stains, and his sharp, sharp teeth were like two daggers - but they were broken.

He was the little offering that turned into a corpse eater.

Chu Zhiqiao crouched down and stared at this different ogre.

“Hungry, hungry! ”

The pupils of this little festival melted in the blood red eyes, as if they had lost sight, could only rely on a developed sense of smell to recognize the prey, smell the breath of Chu Dawn, dog teeth interlaced in the mouth, once again flowing out a sticky saliva.

“Why eat people? ”

Chu Zhiyun asked casually, wondering how much intelligence the little sacrifice had left after the Taotie virus was infected.

Although ordinary carnivores are unintelligent beasts, they have not been infected with the Taotie virus before, but do not know if they have the ability to think after the Good Nation has become a carnivore.

“Hungry, hungry! ”

The little offering licked his spiky tongue and still screamed in a monotonous manner.

“Why eat your captain, the only high priest on the ship, is there... some kind of voice that lets you do this? ”

Chu Zhiqiao continued to ask tirelessly.

“The higher the cultivation, the purer the mind, the stronger the faith, the better. ”

This little festival's eyes suddenly became clearer, and he responded with a very logical response. He also stretched his nose towards Chu Dawn. "You smell so good, it must be delicious. Let me eat you, eat you...”

“Did you know you were infected with the Taotie virus and controlled? ”

Chu Zhiqiao's face had no expression, he had no interest in lifting himself up slightly backwards, and he was still at a short distance, staring into the eyes of the little offering.

“I know.”

The little sacrificial blood red eye swung a circle of ripples, forming countless concentric circles, like some kind of weird pupil, he awoke suddenly to the creepy level, deeply looking at Chu Xiao, “And you, Major Chu, do you know that you have been under control? ”

Chu Zhiqiao blinked, suddenly the lightning touched his hand and grabbed the head of the little offering.

“Seven stars, hunt, the Puppet King is here! ”

She shouted loudly.

But the Puppet King fled faster than she reached. Before her fingers were deeply embedded in the sacrificial skull, a fading smile appeared on the sacrificial face, and the orangutan ridge at the bottom of her eyes solidified, turning into a corpse completely controlled by her appetite.

As if there was a faint laugh, fleeing from the Little Sacrifice, drifting towards the depths of darkness.

Chu Zhiqiao stood up, his face looked ugly, if he thought about it.

“The strength of the Puppet King seems to have improved again. ”

“Dark Dreams” The unintentional irony on Yunhai's face also disappeared, closing his eyes to perceive the remnants of the brainwave ripples deep in darkness, muttering, “This remote intrusion into the brain's genius, placed in the empire of real human beings, few can do it, only to be the deepest meditator, with the help of some of the famous treasures passed down in the flood age, or the powerful ones whose realm prevails over God...

“Damn, this‘ puppet king 'is not a distractor. Are you kidding me? Even the real human empire has no distractors. Did this guy fall from the sky? ”

“He could have fallen from the sky. ”

The sound of the “Seven Stars" came again, “Otherwise, how could it have protruded a year or two ago, and we couldn't have searched for any of his earlier information? And he grew up very fast, as if using innocent allies for some sort of training, using psychotropic drugs like 'Taotie Virus' to draw strength from the divine soul and constantly grow himself.

“I have a hidden feeling that if we can't catch the Puppet King in the near future and be trained by him for another year and a half, we will never be able to catch him. No, he will invade and devour us in turn! ”

“I'll get him. ”

“The Giant Spirit," Yuankou said, "pinched him into a dust and blew him into a vacuum. ”

“I care more, what motivated him to do this again? ”

Chu Zhiqiao still stared at the coveted, desperately struggling little offering, "This ghost incident is different from previous infections and outbreaks, no, it's not the number of ghosts, nor is it the problem that the priesthood of the most virtuous race is infected, but... I feel that this time he is very close to us, he is even in the dark, holding his breath and watching us.

“Doing so is risky, and he can invade our brains, which means we can track his origins and invade his brain.

“At such a great risk, what exactly does he want, just to prove that 'the best people, even the priesthood, can be infected’? ”