Chapter 834 - 706: Water Buffalo

The towering trees slowly descended under the effect of the floating engine, and only then did everyone get to see clearly. It wasn’t a Hephaestus Tree-man, but rather a mechanical swarm covered in patched tree bark armor.

Li Cheng wasn’t talking nonsense to sell out his teammates; he really went for help—rewinding time to the moment the edge fighter crashed,

the accelerated fusion of various fragmented spaces indicated direct access everywhere without needing to pass through spatial rifts.

And the footage returned from Maxwell’s portable motion camera featured meteors, pits, wildfires, and woodlands, perfectly corresponding with the scenes most frequently appearing in the "Suicide Notebook."

If one were to directly use the Light Speed Elbow Strike, all players, including Li Cheng himself, would have a high probability of being wiped out.

Therefore, Li Cheng let the others first take a plane to support Maxwell, while he returned the same way, listening in real-time to the heavily disturbed broadcasts from Arctic Zhongtian.

The situation was not optimistic. The fusion effect had shattered spatial isolation, forcibly colliding and merging regions with completely opposite physical rules, immediately causing natural disasters like landslides and tsunamis,

even supernatural disasters like spiritual energy flashes and ether vacuums.

Originally, the Execution Committee and many indigenous residents were settled here and wanted to stay in the Broken Land, but given the current situation, they had no choice but to leave.

Fortunately, the population was not too large at each outpost under the Execution Committee, and all residents urgently crammed into space items provided by the GOC and Special Affairs Bureau.

Considering many people from the orphanage system under the Execution Committee had the surname Zhu, the operation codename was "Nanming Erke Evacuation 2.0."

During the evacuation, rather strange situations were reported—ahead civilizations from the Broken Land that had had contact with the Execution Committee,

such as Feather People and Crocodile-man, regardless of civilization level, population size, or extraordinary power, were all deliberately wiped out by the Demon God like the Snake-man. The specific reason was unknown.

In contrast, the human-formed Execution Committee was not attacked, and the highly intelligent Hephaestus Tree-man were similarly untouched.

When Li Cheng found them, the Tree-men were gathering to discuss mathematical problems of the Goldbach Conjecture level—who would be 1, and who would be 0.

There was no alternative; the average species value of Hephaestus Tree-man was a notch higher than Western Dragons, and they were not afraid of earthquake or tsunami disasters. The Demon God that caused this disaster held little interest for them.

Li Cheng settled for second-best, offering to help produce more "Optimus Primes" in exchange for some tree trunks, branches, and bark from each Hephaestus Tree-man, temporarily piecing together into swarm armor.

The Cold God suddenly raised his hand, launching a line of ice spikes. Each spike was as large as a load-bearing pillar, aiming at the eye, neck, and joint connections of the mechanical swarm.

The swarm’s head lowered slightly, and the fully enclosed barrel-shaped helmet naturally dropped.

With a dull thud, the ice spike that could penetrate battleship armor lodged itself into the bark crevices of the helmet.

The cold tried to infiltrate, and before the swarm’s mandibles could pluck off the ice spikes, it only managed to freeze away some bark and branch leaves.

"The tree bark armor itself possesses no abnormal attributes, just one characteristic—hardness."

Li Cheng explained with a smile: "How hard is it? Equivalent to a bodybuilder injected with the biceps of a Sislon;

equivalent to the brain thrombosis formed after Liangzi’s cerebral arteriosclerosis;

equivalent to the fibrotic oral cavity after a lifetime of chewing betel nuts;"

... forget the rest, are you sure Liangzi could even have a brain thrombosis? It’d be scattered by high blood pressure in minutes.

From a distance, Su Jie silently muttered in his heart, while the Cold God, who didn’t understand betel nuts, squinted his eyes, saying in a deep voice: "You and this monster are both Insect Master minions.

Other humans could be ignored, but do you dare get involved in the Four Realms Mountain, unafraid of awakening the Insect Master, and being level-suppressed, losing your sense of self?"

The Cold God’s words aligned with what Zongsi previously said. Could it be true that the Insect Master is indeed in the Four Realms Mountain?

Li Cheng quickly calculated the possibilities in his mind and tentatively said: "No need for your concern, the mountain folks have their own strategies... What the heck!"

He saw the Cold God suddenly and without warning exhale a vast cold fog, while simultaneously stamping heavily towards Don Juan’s head.

"Gu!"

At the critical moment between life and death, the despairing Don Juan used ventriloquism to create a sound wave barrier.

And the Cold God’s foot surprisingly slid down along the barrier, stepping into emptiness, which froze all plants within ten meters into shards.

"You’re already a Demon God, still resorting to sneak attacks?"

Li Cheng closed in swiftly, swinging the "Wolf Mad Demon Axe" horizontally with his right hand, while holding the "Disease Unclean Book" with his left, turning to the page on femoral necrosis.

The mysteriousness level of the Demon God was too high. To make the opponent sick, without getting sick himself, required far more spiritual power value than usual.

So Li Cheng opted to make both suffer illness; himself paralyzing his right leg, using the floating engine paired with his left foot to close in, slashing towards the Cold God’s neck.

The Cold God also adapted to standing on one leg, conjuring a three-foot circular-edge Mongolian Anchor Axe in his palm, clashing with the Wolf Mad Demon Axe.

As the axe blades collided, the Ice Axe chipped, but the continuously spewing cold rapidly froze the moisture, attempting to freeze the Wolf Mad Demon Axe upon it.

Dragon Breath!

Li Cheng opened his mouth, spraying Red Dragon Flame to melt the ice layer on the axe blade.

The blazing heat also melted the ice blade wedged into Don Juan’s shoulder, and he lifted his still-moving left leg, kicking Don Juan and sending him flying.

"Trying to escape?"

The Cold God roared, throwing back his left hand to spray chilling air, the cold currents spreading across the ground, quickly forming a layer of coffin board-like ice crystals on Don Juan’s body,

Seeing Don Juan about to be frozen into a pudding, Li Cheng thrust his waist forward, in a rather unattractive posture, firing a bullet from the "Ape-man Degeneration Gun" hidden in his pocket.

Two bullets hit Don Juan’s foot, his figure suddenly shrinking down to childlike appearance, sliding along the ice crystals, rolling several times before stopping, struggling to stand.

The qualities of high-level players were indeed strong; finally freed from danger, Don Juan couldn’t catch his breath in time, quickly injected a shot of life potion into himself, grew back a tongue, and opened his mouth to use Vocal Superpower.

"Moo oh oh oh—?!"

Don Juan emitted a low mooing broken sound like a water buffalo, utterly unable to trigger his vocal ability, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Uh... this counts as the Ape-man Degeneration Gun’s side effects,

His vocal level suddenly dropped from a Berklee College of Music professor,

to a Berkeley Group Music College professor.

Sound like a water buffalo, singing was temporarily out of the question.

Fortunately, his battle power as a depleted-player wasn’t particularly missed now. The tree bark on the mechanical swarm’s back lifted, vector nozzles spewed flames, advancing close to the ground, claws pinching the Cold God on both sides.

Absolute strength, absolute suppression. The mechanical swarm firmly gripped the Cold God, plowing out a long track in the deep rock layers, crashing into the mountain.

With a loud boom, resonating with falling rocks above.

A unit of such enormous size was a primary target on the battlefield.

Spenerak, who was entangled with the Merlin Mage Tower, diverted his attention, controlling part of the anti-air towers to shift firepower, launching turbulent bombardments against the swarm’s back.

The hellish barrage obliterated the dense branches on the back of the tree bark armor. The trunks blazed intensely, resembling a moving wildfire.

"Ugh!!!"

Within the Hell Fortress, a broadcast speaker that was merely decorative suddenly emitted a sharp alarm.

The sudden turn of events halted Spenerak’s thoughts for half a second, as countless black dots appeared in the sky, rapidly approaching and magnifying.

Dense shells bombarded the depths of the Hell Fortress, precisely blowing up thin-skinned, rich-filling Demon Tanks, blasting the horror maggot beast within into minced pieces;

The anti-air towers constructed of human bones were peeled layer by layer as if flayed, sharply reducing firepower.

More critically, an ammunition depot was also detonated, its blast flattened all surrounding defense structures, rising into mushroom clouds connecting heaven and earth.

The barrage came from the Forbidden Army War Cars deployed in advance at the battlefield outskirts by the "Ancient Long War Map," six-legged vehicles trudging through muddy black soil, pushing aside obstructing trees,

all main cannons slowly rotating, simultaneously roaring, the light of shells forming a continuous, red glow.

The projectiles whirled through the air, their shrill sound assembling into a giant wave, like a heavy club crashing into the Hell Fortress, tossing a mixture of soil, human bones, and horror maggot beast flesh into the sky.