Chapter 570: Master of True Slaughter (Part 2)

Chapter 570: Chapter 224: Master of True Slaughter (Part 2)

This time, while the resilience level of his Blood Boiling state had only reached fifty thousand, that power had skyrocketed after being doubled by a fifty-percent boost.

Meanwhile, to ensure the damage of his various spells, he had reserved a significant amount of Spiritual Power and Origin Power. Boosted by the forbidden object, his Spiritual Power reached nearly 20,000.

In just an instant—

A full forty phantom clones appeared around the black carriage. In groups of five, they took turns casting Charm Spells on the Grave Digger and the four black figures.

“Mens, Di!”

[Your phantom clone’s Charm Spell has hit Agostinho Harvey. Charm status will last for 0.5 seconds. Evaluation: It can be confirmed that is not a Realm, nor is it the True World. Special Reward: Survival Points +20, Resilience Level +2, Spirit Level +2.]

[…]

[Your phantom clone’s Charm Spell has hit Fiounela Boyd. Charm status will last for 5 seconds. Evaluation: These black figures have confirmed that it is indeed not a Realm, but rather… Reward: Survival Points +40.]

‘It doesn’t matter where they’re from. As long as mental Magic works, that’s all that matters!’

“Attack!”

BANG, BANG BANG…

The Mechanical Puppets immediately opened fire on the figures. Bullet after bullet, flashing with a black gleam and the crimson flames of Blast Runes, tore through the stiff, charmed bodies of the black figures.

[Your Mechanical Puppet hit Fiounela Boyd with a sniper rifle, triggering Death Trait: Pestilence and a Blast Rune. It inflicted minor damage to her. Instant Death Progress: 12/10200. Evaluation: Olanier’s Origin is certainly effective against these weaklings. Special Reward: Survival Points +10, Resilience Level +1.]

[…]

[Your Mechanical Puppet hit Agostinho Harvey with a sniper rifle, triggering Death Trait: Aging and a Blast Rune. Instant Death Progress: 10/50200. Evaluation: So it’s from *that* place, just as I thought. Interesting, very interesting, hahaha… Special Reward: Survival Points +20, Gunnery +5, Resilience Level +1, Spirit Level +1.]

The first to recover was Grave Digger Agostinho. His expression shifted as he noticed the subtle changes in his body. “It’s a Death Origin!” he roared frantically. “How do you possess such power? You…”

“Mens, Di.”

Before the Grave Digger could continue, a phantom clone cast another Charm Spell, affecting him.

“There’s a lot you don’t know!”

Wei’en retorted coolly. Without pausing, he picked up a Mechanical Puppet and blinked to the center of the nearby Storm. Using both hands, he flung dozens of Deep Sea fish onto the puppet.

“Driver!”

“Been waiting for this.”

A rune within the Soul-Devouring Mark on the Driver’s forehead silently began to glow. “*Ya, mixi, tiya!*” (Mechanical Puppet Teleportation Technique!)

The Mechanical Puppet next to Wei’en, still holding the fish, appeared near the carriage. Controlled by the Driver, it tossed them into the sea.

Immediately after, the Driver continued his chant. “*Ya, mixi, madi!*” (Mechanical Puppet Substitute Technique!)

At the same time, Wei’en, now holding several Deep Sea fish himself, switched places with one of the Mechanical Puppets beside the carriage.

“What… what are you doing?” the Grave Digger, conscious again, demanded in humiliated fury as he watched Wei’en continuously transport Deep Sea creatures out of the Storm’s core.

“Killing you!”

Wei’en glanced at the Deep Sea fish and aberrations now swimming around the carriage. He directed his phantom clones to increase the frequency of their attacks on the Grave Digger, doing his best to keep him permanently charmed.

And just as he’d said, his goal in continuously moving these Deep Sea species was to kill the Grave Digger.

Only with enough creatures around him would his Corpse Explosion Skill be powerful enough to kill the Grave Digger and the four black figures.

If the massive tornado hadn’t already swept up all the fish from the surrounding sea, he wouldn’t need to go through this trouble. But since he couldn’t move the Grave Digger and his cohorts into the center of the Storm, this was his only option.

‘Tsk, after this, I absolutely have to learn some spells that target the soul and Spirit!’

After several trips, the number of Deep Sea species around the carriage grew. Meanwhile, the duration of the Charm Spell’s effect on the Grave Digger had dropped to 0.01 seconds, posing virtually no threat to him anymore.

“Dammit, you four idiots, snap out of it!”

The Grave Digger grew frantic. He swung the tombstone violently, his voice urgent and frigid. “Great Lord of Truth, I beseech you, grant me your blessing to punish these maggots of the Illusion World!”

As Wei’en watched, the crimson phantom’s aura surged with the Grave Digger’s chant. It swelled to nearly the size of the massive tornado, a world-blotting presence stretching out beneath the dark clouds.

The four black figures instantly broke free from the charm. A sliver of clarity returned to their pitch-black eyes as they scanned their surroundings.

“Nicely done, Wizard,” the Werewolf Mage said, his tone laced with a hint of delight.

The black-robed figure noticed the system of Magic Wei’en was using and nodded slightly. “The Ghost Secret Technique System…”

“From the Shadow School?!” the red-robed figure exclaimed in disbelief. “What the fuck are those bastards doing? Why let a Wizard who’s destined to be nothing but bone dregs learn a Blood Boiling Technique like that?!”

“Forget that. Didn’t you notice how skillfully he’s using those Mechanical Puppets?” the Mechanical Transformer said with a sinister laugh. “Hah! Those bastards from the Ghost Soul School… fuck them all!”

“I hope you mean the Ghost Soul School of this Illusion World,” the black-robed figure snorted.

“I…”

Before they could finish expressing their admiration for Wei’en, the Grave Digger, his face cold, channeled the power of the blessing he had just received into the black figures, enveloping them in a crimson glow.

“Kill him!”

“What a pity…”

The four black figures, once again under the Grave Digger’s control, dispersed to surround Wei’en, trapping him, the Water Elemental Spirit, and the Mechanical Puppets in the center. “Young Wizard of the Illusion World… try not to die…”