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

The dark red mushroom cloud was still slowly rolling in the stratosphere, obscuring the already gloomy sky over the occupied Jiangcheng area.

In a five-kilometer radius wasteland, the surface of the land was forcibly eroded by more than ten meters.

The dark gold remnants of the heavily armored fortress fused together with the purplish-black fragments of the killing golem, forming patches of scorched earth still emitting white smoke.

The remaining Purple Spirit Clan army looked particularly tragic amidst these ruins.

The original 100,000-strong steel torrent has now dwindled to less than 50,000.

More than half of the killing puppets had their armor largely detached, and the dark blue spirit runes flickered intermittently.

Some lost their lower bodies and could only crawl with difficulty on the ground covered in molten iron using only one arm; others had their core crystals in their chests covered in cracks and were on the verge of being scrapped at any moment.

Tal climbed up from behind a huge rock.

His purple uniform was charred by the high temperature, and his exposed skin was covered with blisters, making him look disheveled.

"Damn humans! Damn lunatics!"

Tal's chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.

He looked around at his colleagues who were clutching their heads and howling in agony due to the backlash from their mental illness, and the fear in his eyes was gradually replaced by madness.

No refunds.

The pride of the Purple Spirit Clan vanguard did not allow them to slink back to their starship in such a disgraceful manner.

Moreover, Commander Monsa is watching from above.

If he retreats like this, all that awaits him is a cruel trial.

"Everyone, listen up! Re-establish mental connections! Raise all the scrap metal that can still move!"

Tal roared hoarsely.

Although most of the puppets are crippled, as long as there are still enough of them, there is still a chance to turn the tide.

The human race has exhausted those insane self-destruct weapons; it's time to send in living humans.

The Purple Spirit Clan fears nothing as long as the person is alive.

In Tal's understanding, human warriors have vigorous blood and strong bodies, but in terms of spirit, they are as fragile as newborn babies.

Human warriors are like blank slates in terms of their spirit.

As long as they maintain distance, hundreds of mental cultivators simultaneously launching mental piercing attacks become invisible scythes reaping lives.

"Advance! Locate their command post!"

With a piercing metallic scraping sound, the remaining puppet army marched forward once more.

However, they hadn't gone very far.

Around the horizon, the gray mist was forcibly dispersed by powerful bursts of qi and blood.

A dark mass of people surged forth from all directions like a tide.

There were no tanks, no cannons.

Only human warriors, all wielding cold weapons.

The Po Jun Division of Jiangcheng and Fengcheng has nearly five thousand soldiers.

They trod on the scorched earth, their steps perfectly synchronized, forming a massive encirclement that trapped the remnants of the Purple Spirit Clan in the center.

With Shen Tian's 1% attribute sharing buff, every warrior exudes a berserk aura.

"I've finally made up my mind to let go."

Tar looked at the humans in their standard armor, a bloodthirsty fervor flashing in his eyes.

"Foolish humans! They've abandoned their firepower advantage, actually trying to use their flesh and blood to fight against our mental power?"

Monsa burst into laughter, all the previous gloom vanishing.

"Crush these lowly humans with a mental storm! I want to see them kneeling on the ground, howling in agony!"

Tal turned around and faced the five hundred Purple Spirit Clan Mind Masters behind him.

"Let them see what the purest power under the stars truly is!"

Five hundred Purple Spirit Clan Mind Masters simultaneously closed their eyes, and the purple vertical pupils in the center of their foreheads suddenly opened.

hum-

Visible purple ripples appeared in the air.

The immense spiritual energy converged into a vast purple ocean, which then transformed into tens of thousands of invisible sharp cones that shot towards the human warriors in all directions at supersonic speeds.

Each of these spiritual spikes contains a psychic vibration powerful enough to pierce through a steel plate.

Tal stared intently at the human officer at the front, waiting for the sight of him bleeding from all seven orifices and collapsing to the ground convulsing.

Lin Qingyi and the others looked at the purple ripples coming towards them, but did not dodge. They simply gripped their battle swords tightly.

Having learned from their previous experience, they showed no sign of panic.

The purple spiritual spikes struck the warriors' foreheads without any resistance.

At the moment of contact, a layer of extremely thin, yet incredibly deep black light suddenly appeared on their bodies.

That was Shen Tian's orange-tier talent—[Abyss Observer].

Even a one percent share of the effect is enough to construct a barrier connecting to the abyss on the surface of the consciousness of all the warriors of the Broken Army Division.

The purple spiritual spike collided with that layer of dark, eerie light, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Before it could even cause a ripple, it was instantly swallowed up by that greedy abyssal aura.

Moreover, the characteristics of the abyss were fully activated.

A torrent of spirit, flowing back through the spiritual channel established by the Purple Spirit Clan's mentalist, surged back with overwhelming force!

"What?!"

The ecstasy on Tal's face froze instantly.

He felt as if a nuclear bomb had exploded in his mind.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the Purple Spirit Clan's camp.

The five hundred chanters covered their foreheads almost simultaneously.

Their proud purple vertical pupils shattered in unison, like glass marbles bursting open.

Purple blood mixed with white cerebrospinal fluid gushed out of their eye sockets, nasal cavities, and ears.

Some people didn't even finish their screams before their heads exploded like watermelons.

"Mental backlash... This is impossible... How could humans have such a defensive mechanism..."

Tal knelt on the ground, his hands digging desperately into the scorched earth, his only remaining eye filled with despair.

His prized trump card became their death warrant, sending them to hell.

Without the control of the mind master, those already broken and dilapidated killing puppets instantly turned into real scrap metal.

Their joints were locked, their spiritual runes extinguished, and they stood on the battlefield like ugly statues.

"Brothers, they're out of ideas!"

Afei wiped the purple blood splattered on his face and raised his battle sword high.

"kill!"

Five thousand warriors of the Po Jun Division roared with earth-shattering force.

They received one percent of Shen Tian's basic attributes, and at this moment, their blood and qi surged, and their strength and speed reached an extremely terrifying level.

Crowds surged.

Swords slashed and giant axes swept across.

Without shields and mobility, the killing puppets are as fragile as rotten wood in the face of weapons imbued with the power of life and blood.

A severely damaged puppet attempted to swing its blade arm, but Afei's low slash severed its mechanical leg, causing its massive body to crash to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, three long spears plunged into the gaps in the armor, completely shattering the core crystal inside.

One-sided massacre.

The Purple Spirit Clan's mind masters rolled and howled on the ground, utterly powerless to fight back, their lives being reaped one by one by the rushing human warriors, as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.