American variety show world begins with subduing Jason

Unfortunately, he didn't have that much free time...

Amidst the black smoke and raging flames, a figure strolled out. Leaping golden-red flames formed a net of true fire, stubbornly clinging to his body, stretching longer and longer like a rubber band, attempting to fulfill his mission of slaying evil. But ultimately, he could not sustain it and scattered into sparks with a "poof".

Sensing that the remaining prey was running further and further away, and too lazy to get entangled with the Asian boy in front of him any longer, Michael stuck his staff into the ground, placed his palms together half a foot apart, and suddenly slammed them together. The phosphorescent light in the air swirled and gathered, revealing a pair of giant claws with magic patterns that were tens of meters in diameter. Ferocious bone spurs grew from his ten fingers, which were as thick as pillars. He grabbed and pressed down, sealing off all space for escape, and locked Zhu Mingyao, who was fighting with the dark greatsword, in his palms and squeezed him with force!

"Huh?" When the palms were successfully brought together, the sensation was not the softness of human flesh, but rather an extremely hard lump of titanium alloy!

Immediately afterwards, a tremendous force surged forth, shattering the fel claw with a deafening roar. A dark golden figure burst forth, swinging its arms to slice through the air with an axe the size of an eight-immortal table, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, as it cleaved down toward the astonished Michael!

In less than a second, the old hen turned into a duck, and the Yaksha demon general, wielding an exaggeratedly ferocious weapon, seized the opponent's slight hesitation and closed in to deliver a fatal blow!

"Kukulkan's divine power?"

Seeing the indigo lightning crackling across the rough axe blade, the young wizard's eyes grew slightly serious, and his body shimmered with a ghostly light as he prepared to teleport away.

Just then, his feet suddenly sank, and the already soft ground seemed to soften tenfold, becoming as sticky as a swamp. A heavy force pulled him down!

The spellcasting process was slightly disrupted. In that brief moment of pause, the giant axe was already close to his head, its blade crackling with lightning, ready to devour him!

Flesh and bone separated, blood splattered, scales flying, a huge snake head was neatly split in two from top to bottom!

At the critical moment, Michael summoned his mount, Li Daitao. His face was ashen. He flicked his cane on the ground, and a clump of mud flew up, rapidly wriggling and expanding, splitting into dozens of pitch-black whirlwinds covered in fine mud powder, sweeping towards the dark golden figure.

Its figure retreated swiftly, moving as nimbly as an ape, yet it could not escape the whirlwind's intelligent, intertwining interception from all sides. In just a few breaths, it was entangled and captured by the black wind, covered by mud, which instantly hardened into a stone statue.

However, this confinement lasted only a few breaths before the stone statue's surface trembled slightly, countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared, and wisps of reddish-yellow malevolent energy seeped out, as if it was about to break free.

Before it could be completely freed, a huge, black, shimmering scimitar, three or four meters long, suddenly appeared, emitting a sharp, cold light. With lightning speed, it cleaved down from head to hip, just like the scene before!

Successfully turning the tables on his opponent, the young wizard showed no joy, for beneath the thick stone shell lay nothing but a small yellow paper figure, silently burning, split open from the inside.

Looking around, the jungle was silent and deserted. Not to mention birds, beasts, and insects, even the lingering ghostly gray mist had vanished. He was now the only person left in this area.

He raised his head, squinted at the slightly dimmed sun, and the reserved smile on his lips gradually faded, turning into a chilling aura.

With a flick of his staff, inlaid with dark crystal spheres, the surrounding scenery trembled, becoming dim and distorted like a wrinkled old photograph. Space seemed to be torn apart, revealing cracks through which gurgling, deathly gray mist carrying countless ghosts surged in…

On the seemingly calm open ground, ripples spread through the air, and a giant snake's head withered flesh suddenly emerged from thin air, followed by another illusory, misty snake head.

Michael stepped out of the void on his mount, which had been resurrected by necromancy, and glanced at the paper house that was gradually turning to ashes at his feet.

"What a cunning little fellow, he's getting a bit annoying..."

Chapter 225 War begins

As dusk approached and the setting sun cast its slanting rays, several gray-haired rodents, carrying acorns they had unearthed from among the dead leaves, hurriedly scurried towards their hiding place.

Within the secret realm of Skull Island, the nights are often more terrifying than the days, fostering a lifestyle that is vastly different from that of their counterparts outside the island.

Suddenly their ears twitched, as if they had discovered something. But before these clever little creatures could react, a tall figure shrouded in malevolent energy darted out of the woods, scaring them into scattering in all directions.

A dark gold figure took the lead, smashing through the bushes and vegetation along the way to clear a path, with Zhu Mingyao following closely behind.

This guy's strength is truly astonishing. In the Skull Island Secret Realm, summoned creatures become interfered with when they are too far away from him. Under such circumstances, he still managed to control such a large army of undead despite the limitations. He was not lying; his magical power is at least twenty or thirty times stronger than mine.

Zhu Mingyao was secretly amazed. He tried several times, but could not shake off the murderous aura that felt like a thorn in his back. Knowing that the enemy had locked onto him, he simply stopped his tricks and focused on rushing back to the coastal fortress he had come from.

When he parted ways with Bai Ziyuan and the others, Zhu Mingyao gave them a few brief instructions.

For this expedition, everyone was equipped with a variety of precious healing and recovery medicines. With the time they had just gained, they should have recovered some of their combat strength. In addition, thanks to the advantageous location by the sea, they were spared from being besieged by the undead horde. Even though Michael was powerful, he was still a step away from the Lord level. With everyone working together, they might not be unable to fight him!

He touched the pouch at his waist and secretly calculated that he still had a few trump cards given to him by his teacher that he hadn't used yet. Extrapolating from his own experience, he guessed that his other companions also had some powerful items hidden in their pouches.

Five against one, the advantage is in my hands! Zhu Mingyao was confident that he didn't have the same amazing skills as Chiang Kai-shek, but he could still take him down by simply throwing equipment at him!

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"Hurry up, is it done yet!"

"Don't panic, don't panic! It'll be done in a minute."

"Take out all the oil that the supplicants stored for lighting, and pour it on the ground according to the magic runes I drew!"

Madison, carrying a foot-long, fiery red magic wand, disregarded her image, bent over on the ground, sweating profusely as she drew a magic circle.

She finished drawing the last stroke of the magic circle pattern, embedded a huge crimson crystal ball in the center, shook her slightly sore hands, and beckoned Sam, who was carrying a large wooden bucket, to come over and pour grease into the grooves filled with magical materials.

Zoe, standing to the side, manipulated two large force fields that shone with a light like flowing mercury, slowly closing the two towering stone gates leading from the Prayer City to the island.

The fortress was built along a steep mountain ridge that jutted into the sea, and was surrounded by water on the east, west, and north sides. By simply sealing off the side facing the island, it could block most of the physical undead.

After all, those monsters have only turned into zombies, not Spider-Man. The laws of physics still apply. Faced with a smooth, high stone wall that is thirty or forty meters high, they couldn't climb it no matter how hard they tried.

As for those who wish to swim, the surging waves will cleanly and efficiently carry them on their voyage.

"It's here! It's the signal we agreed on! I can see it!"

Bai Ziyuan sat on a gray stone stool, leaning against the long white bone banner. His face was normal and his breathing was calm. His injuries had obviously healed to about 70-80%. Two pale flames flickered in his eyes as he pointed to a point of lotus-like blue light rising in the sky above the distant jungle and shouted.

A moment after the words were spoken, another point of blue light flew up and exploded into a lotus-shaped light and shadow. This time the distance was much closer, and the crowd could see the large plume of dark gray mist rising from the horizon without the need for magic.

"Everyone, get ready to provide backup for that guy!"

The blonde witch rubbed her hands together, seemingly emboldened by her many companions and the several incredibly powerful items in her arms. She appeared not only fearless but also quite excited.

"Everyone still needs to be extra careful. That male wizard is definitely not the real one. I sensed a strong aura from a lower plane on him. Perhaps he has been possessed by a high-level hellish demon..."

The priest-knight who had just woken up poured bottles of holy water onto the stone wall, swallowed hard, wiped his sweaty palms, gripped his ivory-handled longsword tightly, and began to cast various blessings on everyone with great self-awareness.

One signal after another rose and fell, approaching from afar until they finally arrived.

Two figures, one in gold and one in black, darted out like arrows and disappeared into the crack deliberately left in the stone gate.

"The enemy has apparently been replaced by higher demons?"

As Zhu Mingyao gracefully landed on the plaza behind the stone gate, he received new intelligence from his companions.

He wasn't too surprised by this, and simply cast out a dozen or so talismans, sticking them on the gate to reinforce the defenses.

Given the opponent's strength and strange behavior, he already had this suspicion in his mind, and now it has just been confirmed.

Just then, a faint sound came from afar, the flames in several stone braziers flickered, and a faint whistling wind blew in their faces.

As darkness fell on the horizon, a large expanse of gray-black death energy coalesced into a humanoid silhouette two or three hundred meters tall, charging menacingly towards them.

The humanoid creature moved with incredible speed, seemingly unaffected by the invisible force of the forbidden air law of the secret realm, which acted like steel knives, tearing away large clumps of scattered mist from its body. These mists transformed into long trails of smoke trailing behind it, and in a matter of moments, it traversed the wide, lush jungle. With its arms as thick as a bus outstretched, it pounced down on the fortress with the force of a collapsing mountain!

The Titan-like size and the overwhelming aura of death are enough to terrify anyone with a weaker constitution.

"Hmph! All show and no substance, that's just a facade! Everyone beware of sneak attacks."

As an expert in this field, Bai Ziyuan's eyes flashed with a white light, immediately revealing the true nature of the newcomer.

As if in response to his words, the fog giant crashed headlong into the rising layers of defensive aura, instantly shattering into pieces. The fog quickly spread, engulfing the fortress in an endless ocean of gray mist, even blocking out seventy or eighty percent of the sunlight.

Those within felt only the howling of eerie winds and the whispering of ghosts, as if countless ghosts and spirits were lurking around them. Evil and greedy gazes shot in from all directions, making it difficult to discern where the enemy would launch their attack.

Faced with the enemy's probing, the fine, crimson flames launched the first attack, extending from the magic patterns carved on the plaza to form winding, spiraling vines that climbed the stone gates and high walls of the fortress facing the island, blooming into beautiful and vibrant flame roses. The scorching flames crackled and burned the negative energy-laden mist, which vanished into nothingness in an instant.

Then twelve brilliant white-gold rays of light shot up from the silver short swords embedded around them, like marble columns of an ancient Roman temple, protecting everyone inside. Within the radiance, the holy images of the twelve apostles were faintly visible, and the holy water that had been splashed earlier evaporated into wisps of white mist that rolled down their feet. The combination of the two transformed the ancient and barbaric indigenous village into a solemn and pure land in an instant!

The two different but equally sophisticated and powerful restrictions worked together, instantly forcing the deathly gray mist to retreat and revealing the clear sky above.

Chapter 226 Siege

Under the gentle sunlight, the stone city, shimmering with various lights, resembled a lone knight, coldly surveying the vast army.

"Is that all you have?"

Madison sneered, but inwardly he became more vigilant. He formed hand seals, increasing the power of the restriction. The vibrant flame roses bloomed even more brilliantly, their color changing from pale red to deep red, and then to pale orange. Rolling heat waves emanated, distorting and twisting the air, making the already unpredictable mist appear even more hazy and indistinct, as if something transparent was wriggling within it.

"it's here!"

With a low shout, Zoe pulled with her long, fair hands, causing the hundreds of transparent threads extending from her fingers to tighten violently. A huge, crystal-clear net materialized from the void and emerged from the air.

Strange, ghostly figures were stuck to it, like flies and mosquitoes caught in a spider web, waving their tentacles or claws in vain, letting out silent roars at the crowd.

"It's the Shadow Assassin!" The priest knight quickly used his professional knowledge as a clergyman to identify the enemy's origin: "They are monsters created by powerful necromancers who drain the soul and physical energy of their victims and infuse it into their shadows. They excel at stealth and surprise attacks..."

"No need for science explanations, I know these things much better than you do."

Bai Ziyuan reached out to stop the knight who was about to cast a spell to dispel the undead. With a flick of his long white bone banner, the nine hideous skulls embedded in it opened their mouths, and an invisible gust of yin wind swept up a group of ghostly figures and fed them into his mouth. He crunched them twice and then transformed them into nine balls of pale gray phosphorescence that shot out.

The phosphorescent light swirled in the sky, transforming into nine ferocious ghost officials clad in black robes and with white magical markings on their faces. Wielding illusory soul-snatching chains, they charged out of the defensive perimeter, shrieking and snarling as they attacked the horde of wild beasts and ghosts emerging from the gloomy mist.

Bai Ziyuan stood proudly, tapping his five fingers on the stone sill beneath him. Upon closer inspection, what he was sitting on was not some gray-white rock at all, but rather a strange altar forged from various white bones. On it, the ghostly patterns resembling demon faces flickered in and out of focus, drawing upon the spiritual energy of the earth's vein nodes to replenish the energy consumed in his spellcasting.

When it comes to his own field of expertise, he is confident that he is no less skilled than his mysterious and formidable adversary outside!

As long as he has enough magical power, he dares to fight the other party by himself.

The black-clad ghost official's chains spun like the wind, and the special power attached to them was extremely effective against incorporeal spirits. Ghosts below the ghost rank crumbled upon contact and were immediately absorbed as wisps of ghostly light.

As the number of souls devoured increased, the ghost officials' originally ethereal bodies became more solid, and the range that the soul-hooking chains could extend also became larger and larger. The nine officials joined forces to intercept more than 80% of the ghosts. The few remaining ones that slipped through the net were turned into wisps of green smoke as soon as they entered the Holy Light Pure Land, posing no threat whatsoever.

Just when things seemed to be going very well, heavy, chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded outside the stone gate of the fortress, as if some enormous, multi-legged creature was rapidly approaching.

With a loud "thump!", the five-meter-high, tens-of-tons-weight volcanic rock gate trembled slightly, and dust pattered down from the cracks.

"They're several giant zombie stitched-togethers!"

Sam, carrying a demon-hunting sword and an alchemy pistol, stood guard beside the two witches, faithfully relaying what he "saw" to his companions.

A small mirror with wings floating above his head reflected the scene outside the stone wall.

—One after another, strange beast zombies gathered together to form a tower, their flesh and bones fused together, transforming into a bizarre existence with rhinoceros-elephant legs, tiger-leopard body, and python-lizard arm. Black energy swirled around them like armor, withstanding the scorching heat of the holy flames. They picked up boulders and smashed them against the gate. Hundreds and thousands of smaller zombies, such as snakes, rats, foxes, and dogs, were also around, recklessly crashing into the defensive circle. Even if they were turned to ashes in the blink of an eye, they would still consume a trace of the power of the barrier.

At the same time, as if realizing that the opponent was a tough nut to crack, the gray mist surged like waves, and hundreds of ghosts quickly gathered towards a point in mid-air. A giant spiritual spear, as thick as a hundred-year-old tree and crackling with dark green lightning, gradually took shape, its tip pointing towards the crowd below.

Sensing the surging evil magic, Zhu Mingyao's heart skipped a beat. Not daring to gamble on whether his magic defense could withstand this thunderous strike, he waved his hand, and the Yaksha Ghost General, carrying a giant axe, leaped up. The mountain-patterned bronze armor on his body drew out dark golden light, and he swung the axe down fiercely, just in time to meet the descending spear of death!

The great axe clashed with the long spear, two weapons of equally exaggerated size, as if they were used by gods and giants, and they clashed fiercely together, locked in a stalemate in mid-air. The indigo lightning and the dark green electric light clashed and eroded each other, determined to subdue and destroy the other!

"Go!" Zhu Mingyao flicked his index finger, and a silver-white sword light shot out like a bolt of lightning, nimbly pecking at the spear, instantly releasing the surging aura of death.

Not only did he see the danger, but everyone else did too, and they quickly rushed to help, with fire, bullets, and flying bone needles coming one after another.

With the help of these weights and the blessing from the ancient god Kukulkan, the unknown evil power from the lower plane was finally crushed. With a loud bang, it was successfully shattered. The disintegrating dark green evil power swept in all directions with a violent shockwave, impacting the wall of flames and the barrier of holy light, emitting a brilliant burst of light. The intense light stung people's eyes, almost bringing tears to their eyes.

Just as everyone squinted and raised their hands to shield themselves, two enormous triangular snake heads, one gleaming with white bones and the other ethereal with ghostly energy, suddenly emerged from the void and, with lightning speed, bit at Madison and Knight Gavin, who were presiding over the defensive spell!

"Build the plank road openly, and spend time secretly in Chencang!"