It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 718 The Devil's Whispers
Ye Zheng retreated, as did Niu Dao, while Feng Ling's body began to grow rapidly in size. Sharp steel-bladed tentacles pierced through its back, their silver scales gleaming coldly in the wind—

The shrieking sound in the air grew closer and closer. The sound seemed somewhat familiar to Feng Ling, as it was similar to the cry of a cat owl.

Her tentacles rose high, adjusting their angle to follow the target's position, then she leaped forward! Her steel blades swung like giant fan blades, instantly dismembering the monster attacking from the air! A cloud of blood mist followed where the blades passed!
Limbs and broken bones fell to the ground with a clatter, and the crows, stimulated by the blood, swarmed forward, eagerly absorbing the energy from the flesh and blood.

Cards slowly emerged from one of the corpse sections.

"It's cards again!" Ye Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

The reason for using "again" is that the lizards they killed before also yielded cards.

There should be no cards inside the bodies of maze creatures.

The serpent extended its tentacles and gently touched the corpse, then put the card into its squirrel-shaped card holder. Its gaze lingered briefly on the clean cut of the corpse before forcing itself to look away, its stomach churning as it felt nauseous.

Feng Ling had seen corpses a hundred or a thousand times more gruesome than those before her, yet her emotions had never wavered. But these contaminated beings were different; they were creations of the Mother Nest.

The feeling at this moment was like slaughtering one's own child. Feng Ling felt a strong sense of unease, and memories of the mother nest kept flashing through her mind.

Despite having undergone some "desensitization training" before entering the maze, it wasn't enough; the genes from the maternal nest were protesting in her body!

Killing these pollutants was already making her so uncomfortable; the taboo of the maze administrator etched into her genes would only worsen it. When she finally saw the dwarf sheep, she could only pin her hopes on Ye Zheng.

As Feng Ling was pondering, Meteor's voice rang in her ears again: "I thought you would at least hesitate a little. It seems that the creatures hatched from the mother nest have no effect on you."

Feng Ling felt a slight sinking feeling in her chest, but she wasn't too surprised. Meteor was always very perceptive when it came to understanding game mechanics. Since she realized that the maze administrator would have an impact on her, it wasn't surprising that he would use the Mother Nest creation to test her.

New red dots appeared in the third-person perspective. They started from the hill in front and approached this place, moving at a slower speed than the flying pollutants from before.

The silver-scaled dragon moved forward slowly, its tentacles rising and falling gently in the air, preparing for battle.

Feng Ling calmly said, "What do the monsters that the Mother Nest hatched have to do with me? They have more to do with you. You fed them the cards inside their bodies, didn't you?"

Meteor replied, "Yes, the cards can help them break through growth limits. After the mother nest died, the entire maze gradually died as well. There was very little energy left in the remains. These poor little creatures were severely malnourished. If they wanted to grow up, they had to go outside to find food. I saved them, but I didn't expect... that a maze was spreading nearby, and a few poor little creatures accidentally wandered in and were parasitized by the seeds."

Meteor sighed softly and continued, "They escaped back, and the seeds were brought back with them. These seeds can cause the parasites to multiply, one becomes two, two become four, until the energy inside the seed is exhausted... Unfortunately, with so many of them, they become stupid and can only lie on the ground basking in the sun, without any sense of action."

Feng Ling sneered, "No will to act? I think they're perfectly capable of acting, and their aggression is quite strong."

Dust billowed in the distance as seven or eight rhinoceros-like monsters charged toward them.

Feng Ling said to Ye Zheng in a deep voice, "Step back a little further."

Ye Zheng led the weasel backward.

"You retreat too," Feng Ling shouted at Niu Dao behind him.

Niu Dao roared unwillingly and retreated to Ye Zheng's side.

The monsters were now even closer, and the ground trembled. The massive monsters galloped side by side, their hooves thundering and their momentum overwhelming!
This scene reminded Feng Ling of the moose in the Lorias Labyrinth.

The moose herd was vast and powerful enough to overturn the armored vehicles of the Lorias army. The rhinoceros monsters in front of them were only a few, and Feng Ling didn't consider them a threat. The only problem was… psychological resistance. The monsters were now less than a hundred meters away.

At this moment, the dragon held its breath and cleared its mind of all distractions. Its steel-bladed tentacles rose to their highest point, straightened like sharp spears, and thrust at the oncoming monster!

Wails and screams erupted!
The blade pierced flesh and bone with unstoppable force, and the monsters fell to the ground one after another. Feng Ling's heart also ached.

She deliberately ignored the pain, pulled out the tentacle, and stabbed downwards again!

The dragon was enormous, its tentacles sharp and powerful! The monster was utterly helpless, its blood soaking the black earth, and yet another card slowly emerged...

Ye Zheng led the weasel forward, glanced at the card, and said with displeasure, "What exactly does Meteor want to do? At first, she told us to follow the remains, but now she's sending monsters to obstruct us. Does she even want us to reach the true location of the Mother Nest smoothly?"

Feng Ling was silent for a moment, then looked at the distant hills. "Meteor, these things can't stop me. You should know that you're wasting your energy."

“They’re just doing what they’re supposed to do…” Meteor said softly. “I digested the cards and advanced to become a Greater Demon. In addition to having the new skill Demon Whisper, I can also turn creatures into my servants. As servants of a demon, it’s only natural that they should protect their master. That’s a matter of course.”

—The servants of demons are similar to the followers of saints; all control-type cards ultimately rely on manipulation for their skills.

The dragon stepped over the monster's corpse on the ground and continued forward. "It seems you're leading the way for me to ensure the safety of your servants. You're worried they might be parasitized again and escape your control."

“You’re overthinking it, Feng Ling. I just…” Meteor inexplicably slowed down her speech and said slowly, “so that I could see you sooner.”

Meteor's provocation ignited Feng Ling's anger. With each step the dragon took, the soil beneath it was etched with heavy claw marks.

The cold syllables were spat out from between the fangs: "I'm coming to see you now."

Meteor laughed: "Hurry, Miaomiao's body won't last much longer."

creak-

The fangs clenched tightly.

Feng Ling asked, "How many cards have you digested? What's your current contamination level?"

Meteor said, "The premise of switching bodies is that both of us are alive. If I die, Miaomiao will not be able to live either."

"Answer me! What's wrong with her body?!" The dragon's scales flared slightly with rage, its black-gold eyes fixed on the hill ahead.

"Of course I'll chop off your hands and feet so you can pack them up and take them back." Meteor chuckled, her laughter revealing a hint of weakness. "Feng Ling, today it's either me who dies, or I'll kill you one more time."

Ye Zheng couldn't hear Meteor's words, but he could tell that Feng Ling was not in a good mood, so he quickly raised his voice and shouted, "Feng Ling! Don't let her affect your emotions! Since her skill is Demon Whisper, listening to it for too long might have an impact on you!"

Several more monsters came running quickly from the hill, their white scales standing out against the black scorched earth, making them clearly visible even without a third-person perspective.

Feng Ling gritted his teeth and charged forward! He unleashed a flurry of wild slashes and hacks, carving a bloody path through the enemy ranks!
However, the area touched by the limb was unusually soft, including the seemingly hard scales, which were also soft and thin.

Meteor sighed, "How pitiful, these young left behind by the mother nest died before they could grow up."