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Chapter 299 Soul Puppet Silk
In the darkness, corpse puppets wrapped in tattered black robes ran frantically through the heroes' cemetery, their bodies stiff.

Their footsteps were heavy and mechanical, accompanied by low thuds and thick dust; they had just awakened from death and their bodies were not yet very agile.

Zhang Lingxue looked down at the ground, watching countless dark shadows rush past like wild beasts. A hint of anger flashed in her eyes. The Corpse Whisperer was really bold, daring to desecrate the spirits of heroes.

Heroes, your remains should not be desecrated. Let me, Zhang Lingxue, grant you your final release.

A fierce glint appeared in Zhang Lingxue's eyes.

The corpse puppet's eyes were devoid of life; only a cold, mechanical drive compelled it to relentlessly approach the sun-like figure in the air.

Suddenly, the corpse puppet accelerated and leaped into the air, its black robe fluttering in the wind. Its rotting hands stretched out, and its empty eye sockets looked somewhat ferocious.

Zhang Lingxue smiled gently, a smile like a spring breeze across a lake, or like the first rays of dawn illuminating a valley. The Goddess of Light butterfly beneath her feet emitted a milky white, holy light.

The True Light Goddess Butterfly is entirely milky white, possessing dazzlingly beautiful wings that seem to embody the radiance of the sun.

The eyes of the Goddess of Light Butterfly are bright and deep, revealing wisdom and power.

Its body is light and graceful, and its body is covered with milky white scales.

It is said that it was originally a pet beast bred by the Goddess of Light. After the Goddess of Light Butterfly is promoted to the True Goddess of Light Butterfly, a trace of divinity will be born in its body, and the power of its light attribute skills will be several times greater than before.

After observing the true form of the Helios Butterfly, the Myriad Transformations Silkworm successfully mastered the mimicry of the true Helios Butterfly.

A wisp of divinity appeared within the Myriad Transformations Silkworm's body. With this wisp of divinity, the Myriad Transformations Silkworm could use higher-level light attribute skills.

"Go forth, true Goddess of Light Butterfly, shine with divine light!"

Then, the Goddess of Light butterfly flapped its wings, and six enormous orbs of light, as bright as day, appeared in mid-air.

The moment this enormous sphere of light appeared, the entire dark cemetery was illuminated by its glow.

The Corpse Whisperer immediately cursed under his breath!

He felt a scorching heat descend upon him.

A large amount of black energy emerged from his body, giving the impression of a vampire facing the sun.

The black energy on his body writhed, forming a black mist that enveloped the Corpse Whisperer.

The ball of light shattered instantly in mid-air, and the gentle, spring-like light fell upon the corpse puppet.

The black robes fluttered in the wind, and the empty eyes of the corpse puppets met the holy light.

The soft light instantly melted away the coldness and stiffness of the corpse puppet.

At that moment, the movements of the corpse puppets came to an abrupt halt, as if frozen in mid-air by an invisible force, their bodies turning into black ash.

The Corpse Whisperer felt the connection between himself and the Corpse Puppet completely severed, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

So all that hard work he put into digging here for so long was just wiped out by someone?
What exactly did he do all night?
I'm so angry! I'm about to explode!
An unnamed rage welled up inside him.

A look of madness appeared in the Corpse Whisperer's eyes, and his teeth were chattering.

He simply threw the pickaxe aside and abandoned it.

Countless thin black threads emerged from his ten fingers and plunged straight into the coffin in front of him.

The corpse puppets he had painstakingly selected were destroyed, so he could only use the corpses of the seventh-tier powerhouses in front of him to make corpse puppets.

To ensure that the corpses can be successfully transformed into corpse puppets.

The Corpse Whisperer went so far as to pull out a black, skull-shaped stone from his pet space, which was emitting a large amount of black energy.

This black stone is exactly the same as the Death Curse that Ye Bai once expelled from Big Gray's body.

The Corpse Whisperer bit his finger, and drops of black blood fell onto the black stone.

Suddenly, a burst of black light erupted, even suppressing the light emanating from the Goddess of Light Butterfly.

A chilling wind swept in, accompanied by a piercing scream.

When Ye Bai saw the black stone that exuded the aura of death, his pupils contracted sharply.

He recognized it at a glance; it was the curse of death.

This thing that Ye Bai once deeply hated had troubled Big Gray for a very long time.

Big Gray almost didn't survive.

A moment later, Ye Bai made a decision in his heart. He planned to kill the Corpse Whisperer right here and eliminate the Death God Society's right-hand man.

The Death Society must not let them know that Big Gray is here.

The same way Ye Bai killed Bai Chong before, and things have been calm until now, so it seems the news hasn't been sent out.

Ye Bai calculated his own combat strength.

At the peak of the sixth rank, its power after unleashing its full potential is comparable to that of a seventh-rank Great Gray.

The ever-changing silkworm can transform into either the True Light Goddess Butterfly or the Thunder Butterfly.

There are also ghost wolves that devour souls.

As for the Sunflower King, it had already sent a telepathic message to the Sunflower King when it left the South Heavenly Gate Castle, instructing it to use the Shennong Ginseng's earth-burrowing skill to ambush near the Heroes' Cemetery and simultaneously create a large number of clones.

The Sunflower Queen's Holy Light can transform the arena into a place most effective against the Corpse Whisperer.

With his master, who possesses seventh-tier combat power, by his side, and with all the advantages of timing, location, and support, killing the Corpse Whisperer should be a piece of cake.

However, Ye Bai also knew through the system that the Corpse Whisperer could be further sublimated and temporarily break through to the eighth rank.

Moreover, the Blood Demon is lurking underground, watching them intently. If the Blood Demon discovers that they are besieging the Corpse Whisperers, will it intervene?

After all, Blood Demon Dubo should understand the principle of "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold".

However, what Ye Bai didn't know was that Blood Demon Du Bo was a man who had mastered the art of hiding his true nature to the extreme.

He was always known for his caution and cunning, but he never expected that Jiao Mujiao would kill his clone without saying a word.

So even if he knew that the Corpse Whisperer was being surrounded and killed, he would only stay far away.

He only needs to summon the Blood Demon God to turn the tide against all odds.

"Lei Jian Li Qinglei, awaken from your slumber."

The curse of death transformed into endless black mist and disappeared into the tombstone.

The soil on the tombstone trembled, and in just a moment, a giant sword flashing with lightning cleaved the tombstone in two.

A 'giant' two meters tall, whose body crackled with lightning, appeared.

His lifeless eyes looked around, and his consciousness was gradually returning.

"That's strange, didn't I die back then?"

"Why have I been revived again? What time is it now?"

The Thunder Giant shook its head.

"Lei Jian Li Qinglei, a seventh-tier expert who possesses the talent to manipulate lightning."

"If it weren't for you guarding the South Heavenly Gate Fortress, you would already be a powerful figure by now."

"I have given you a second chance to be resurrected, and you have become my corpse puppet. Fight for me on the battlefield."

"Now, kill them all."

Before Lei Jian and Li Qinglei could react, countless black lines connected to Li Qinglei's body.

"Soul Puppet Silk".

Lei Jianli Qinglei's body began to move on its own.

He slammed into the Goddess of Light Butterfly like a cannonball. Lightning crackled around the Thunder Sword, emitting a thunderous roar, like the cry of a dragon and the howl of a tiger.

Just as the sharp lightning sword was about to pierce through the body of the Goddess of Light Butterfly, a milky white light shield appeared.

The Thunder Sword pierced the light shield, which dissipated like a bubble, but this bought the Goddess of Light Butterfly enough time.

The six orbs of light unfolded once more, their divine light scorching Li Qinglei's body.

However, the divine light did not seem to have much effect on Li Qinglei.

Thor's armor blocked some of the light.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Goddess of Light Butterfly flew into the air, while Li Qinglei, exhausted, fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.

Spiderweb-like marks appeared on the ground, and Li Qinglei's feet sank deeply into the ground.

His listless gaze fell on the tombstone he had cleaved in half not far away.

The tomb of my beloved student, Li Qinglei.

Right, I clearly remember that I was already dead.

Has he been resurrected?
Lei Jian's face showed a look of surprise. He was a corpse puppet carefully crafted by the Corpse Whisperer, so he was naturally different from ordinary corpse puppets.

His skin had a slight elasticity.

Lei Jian could feel that his blood had long since dried up, and that he had no heartbeat or pulse.

It seems I am just a dead man, a dead man being manipulated.

Holy light descended from the sky, and just as Li Qinglei was about to remove his Thunder Armor to face death, a strange rune appeared on his brow.

The rune resembled a vortex, with wisps of black energy emanating from between his brows.

"It's useless, it's useless. You are my most perfect creation, a corpse puppet that I crafted using a seventh-tier treasure—the curse of the Grim Reaper."

“Even I feel heartache at the thought of such a treasure. You have only awakened your consciousness yet.”

"But your body is still under my control."

"You cannot disobey my orders."

"My soul puppet threads cannot be untied unless I die."

"I never imagined that your soul hadn't ascended to heaven yet, but was still attached to your corpse."

"I missed the eternal songstress, but I gained you."

"As long as I invest more resources in you, you will eventually become the strongest corpse puppet in my hands."

The Corpse Whisperer chuckled.

Li Qinglei was furious. Just as he was about to resist, a powerful pressure shook his soul.

His body moved involuntarily.

Ye Bai saw through his True Sight Eye that at the end of the soul puppet's silk was an illusory Grim Reaper.

Death was dressed in a hooded black robe, beneath which appeared a white skull shape.

It was also holding a black scythe in its hand.

"Li Qinglei, kill them for me."

"With your title of Thunder Sword, killing these two people would be a piece of cake."

"Please don't let me down."

"Sigh, all the results of a busy day have been taken away by someone."

"You people have ruined my life."

"Making them into works of art is your destiny."

"The Corpse Whisperer said viciously."

His ability is that the more corpse puppets he creates, the stronger he becomes.

That's what makes a puppeteer so formidable.

Moreover, the puppeteer can maintain 70% of the corpse's combat effectiveness.

If corpse puppets are carefully nurtured with various treasures and elixirs, their combat power can even maintain 90% of what it was when they were alive.

Not all pet masters rely on their pets to fight; many pet masters have developed their physical abilities to the extreme.

They can fight against alien beasts with their bare hands.

For example, tanks, and Lei Jian and Li Qinglei.

Just as Li Qinglei was about to launch another attack, a giant gray creature, its entire body crackling with lightning, appeared.

It swung its Thor's Axe and cleaved heavily towards Li Qinglei.

"Good heavens, a beast that has also mastered the Thor's Armor, just like me."

Li Qinglei raised his thunder sword and rammed it into the air.

Thunder Sword is actually Li Qinglei's equipment-type pet beast, and its power is somewhat weaker than Thunder God's Axe.

However, with the blessing of Li Qinglei's talent, the Thunder Sword was covered in lightning, and he swung it heavily in the direction of Big Gray.

Lei Jian Li Qinglei and Da Hui engaged in a fierce battle in the vast sky. Both sides exuded imposing auras, their lightning flashing, like two world-destroying thunder gods chasing each other in the air.

Lei Jian Li Qinglei was like the god of thunder. His sword, covered in thunder, swung forward fiercely. The lightning was dazzling and unstoppable. It transformed into a thunder dragon and charged towards Da Hui with supreme majesty.

The giant gray creature, as large as a mountain and clad in Thor's armor, slammed its fist down at the simulated thunder dragon.

A whooshing sound filled the air as the Thunder Dragon was instantly defeated. The force of the punch slammed into the ground, causing the earth to shake and rocks to fly everywhere it went.

Lei Jian Li Qinglei dodged Da Hui's heavy punch and stood steadily in the high sky. The lightning condensed again, made a loud noise, and turned into countless silver-white arcs that heavily struck Da Hui.

With a roar, the giant gray beast charged toward Lei Jian Li Qinglei. Its fists were crackling with lightning, and its punches were swift and unpredictable, like a storm.

Lei Jian Li Qinglei moved like lightning, dodging and turning around. His figure flashed across the sky like lightning, and a bolt of lightning struck the big gray thing.

The two attacked in quick succession, their moves so fast it was dazzling.

Lei Jian Li Qinglei's movements were as swift as lightning, his Lei Jian sword sweeping across the sky with powerful and fierce strikes.

Big Gray's punches were like a landslide and a tsunami, the sound of the impacts was deafening.

I haven't had this much fun playing games in a long time.

Although Lei Jian was a seventh-tier expert in life, he was recently revived by the Corpse Whisperer, so his strength was greatly diminished.

His current strength is probably around the peak of the sixth rank, which is enough to rival the Great Gray.

The Corpse Whisperer watched as Thunder Sword and Big Gray fought each other, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

His gaze toward Zhang Lingxue was filled with greed.

“My muse, I can’t wait to make you my own.”

The Soul Whisperer's puppet threads sank straight into the ground, and four exquisitely crafted coffins emerged from the ground.

Inside the coffin was a work of art that the Corpse Whisperers were proud of.

With a few loud bangs, the coffin lids were opened one after another.

(End of this chapter)