I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Monsa abruptly stood up from his command seat, his tall frame knocking over the adjutant in front of him.

He stared at the holographic screen.

On the screen, the dense purple dots that originally represented the killing puppets were extinguishing in large numbers at a chilling speed.

Like a candle flame extinguished by a strong wind.

"What's going on!"

Monsa let out a deafening roar.

Inside the control room, five hundred Purple Spirit Clan mentalists were in complete chaos.

"Commander, we can't connect!"

"The signal appears to be interfered with!"

A second-rank spiritualist turned around, sweating profusely.

His eyes were filled with fear.

"There is interference outside the Jiangcheng defense line."

"Some puppets disconnected, while others experienced significant delays."

Monsa grabbed the psychic by the collar and lifted him up.

"Find out exactly what happened!"

"Could it be that the human race has also mastered the technology of spirit signal towers?"

In the underground of the occupied Jiangcheng area, in abandoned mines, beside dried-up riverbeds.

Hundreds of mental signal towers, which had been secretly built a month earlier, simultaneously emitted a blinding blue light.

The human race's mentalists received a 1% boost of Shen Tian's mental power.

Their spiritual power is stronger than that of the Purple Spirit Clan at the same level.

Therefore, they can interfere with the spiritual signals of the Purple Spirit Clan.

"Commander."

A third-rank Nian Master stood up, trembling.

Blood even seeped from the corners of his eyes, a result of the clash of mental strength.

"It's not a equipment malfunction."

"There is an extremely large and highly aggressive mental network that stands like a wall in our signal transmission path."

Monsa's pupils suddenly contracted.

That's impossible.

Just then.

The thick purple mist deep inside the command room suddenly began to churn violently.

A terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire space.

All the Purple Spirit Clan Mind Masters knelt down with a thud, trembling all over.

That was the oppressive aura of a ninth-rank spiritual master.

Gu Yan has made his move.

Within the purple mist, a pair of pale eyes without pupils slowly opened.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy poured down from the main ship like a tsunami.

The purple mist trembled violently.

For the first time, Gu Yan's voice lost its haughty and sinister quality.

There was a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Signal tower."

The ancient nightmare's voice trembled.

"The human race has deployed hundreds, even thousands, of psychic signal towers below!"

Monsa turned his head sharply and stared intently at the purple mist.

"Lord Ancient Nightmare, what did you say?"

"How could humans possibly know how to build spirit signal towers?"

"That's a closely guarded secret of our Purple Spirit Clan!"

Gu Yan ignored Mengsa's question.

"It's not just cell towers."

Gu Yan's voice became extremely solemn.

"There are human psychic masters controlling those signal tower nodes."

"But their mental strength..."

Gu Yan paused for a moment, seemingly searching for the right words.

"At the same level, their mental strength is more than twice that of our Purple Spirit Clan's mental masters!"

The Ancient Nightmare has lived for nearly two hundred years.

I have never seen anything so bizarre.

The Purple Spirit Clan is born with strong spiritual power; this is a racial talent.

In their eyes, the human race's mastery of mental power is like that of a baby who has just learned to walk.

But now.

The human race's spiritual power actually managed to pull the Purple Spirit Clan down in the tug-of-war!

Monsa's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water.

The human race has mastered the mental signal tower.

"Could there be a traitor within our clan?"

"Damn it!"

Monsa squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth.

Even though the Purple Spirit Clan delegation had died in the occupied Jiangcheng area.

But this does not mean that humans can extract their prized technology from corpses.

Because this knowledge is imprinted in their minds.

Even with soul searching and coercion, only simple fragments can be obtained.

It is absolutely impossible to obtain their complete legacy!

"As expected of the despicable human race!"

"I will tear you all to pieces!"

Monsa's hatred for the Heavenly Fortune Palace intensified even further.

One hundred thousand puppets.

This is the main force of the Purple Spirit Clan's expeditionary army.

They haven't even reached the human defenses yet, and they're already more than half paralyzed.

Monsa could not accept this humiliation.

"Lord Ancient Nightmare."

Monsa turned his head and looked at the thick purple mist.

"Although the humans stole our technology."

"Their scope of interference must be limited."

The purple mist rippled slightly.

Gu Yan's voice was as cold and hard as iron.

"What do you want to do?"

"War puppets are the foundation of our race's existence, and we will never give them up."

Monsa's eyes were ferocious, filled with a crazed killing intent.

"Since ultra-long-distance transmissions will be intercepted."

"Then let's get closer!"

Monsa turned around abruptly and looked at the five hundred mentalists in the hall who were in a panic.

His voice boomed like thunder.

"Everyone, disconnect the main tower!"

"Activate the backup plan!"

"Equip portable psycho-signal amplifiers and parachute in!"

The Purple Spirit Clan cultivators in the hall were stunned.

Portable amplifier?

That was a piece of individual combat equipment specially developed by the Purple Spirit Clan to cope with the extremely harsh magnetic field environment.

With that heavy equipment on their backs, mentalists can establish a direct, point-to-point connection with the puppet within a ten-kilometer radius.

With such a direct connection at this distance, the signal strength is extremely high, and no external interference can cut it off.

But the cost is fatal.

Spiritual practitioners are inherently physically weak.

Once they leave the starship's impenetrable armor protection, they are exposed to the battlefield.

They will become the most vulnerable sitting ducks!

"Commander!"

A third-rank Nian Master's face turned pale and his voice trembled.

"Once we leave the starship, we'll be completely exposed to human firepower!"

"Once the human warriors advance, we will have no chance to fight back!"

boom!

Monsa didn't waste any words.

He raised his hand, and a dark purple beam of energy instantly pierced through the mind master's head.

The headless corpse lay limply on the ground.

Blood stained the metal floor.

The hall was deathly silent.

All the chanters fell silent, trembling with fear.

"I'm not discussing this with you."

Monsa shook the blood off his hands and glanced at everyone.

"The dignity of the Purple Spirit Clan shall not be trampled upon."

"If we don't use the puppets, how will we conquer Jiangcheng?"

"Are you going to pay with your lives?"

Monsa pointed to the ground below.

"Take your equipment and follow behind the puppet army."

"With tens of thousands of war golems blocking your way, human warriors can't even touch the hem of your clothes."

"If they break through the war puppets' defenses, use a psychological attack on them!"

"Don't tell me that human warriors can also use telekinesis!"

"What a bunch of idiots!"

"Execute the order immediately!"

"Those who disobey the order shall die!"

Under Monsa's iron-fisted suppression, the five hundred Purple Spirit Clan Mind Masters had no choice whatsoever.

Their faces were ashen as they left the comfortable safety cabin.

The heavy metal door opened.

Inside the armory.

A series of portable mental signaling devices, resembling heavy backpacks, were taken out.

These devices are covered with dense spiritual patterns on their surfaces, and are inlaid with high-purity spiritual mother crystals at their centers.

Five hundred chanters carried their equipment and stepped into the airdrop capsule.

Rumble.

The bellies of the fifty starships opened again.

Tens of thousands of airdrop pods fell to the ground like meteors.

It crashed heavily onto the desolate wasteland of the occupied Jiangcheng area.