No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Mu Zhixi's thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

In those few short seconds of her distraction, the atmosphere in the alchemy workshop underwent a dramatic change.

"Crack, crack," a series of teeth-grinding metallic scraping sounds echoed from all directions of the workshop.

The metal puppets that had been piled up like scrap in the corner began to move strangely one after another.

Some of them crawled out of the pile of parts and attached arms that didn't belong to them to their necks, while others turned their heads 180 degrees and "stared" at the crowd with the back of their heads.

Hundreds of puppets, each with a unique, twisted, and bizarre form, emanated an aura that was at least A- level.

While pondering the dragon girl's whereabouts, Mu Zhixi subconsciously stood up and took two steps forward, wanting to see the direction of the door.

This unintentional action placed her right at the front of all the players, effectively protecting them behind her.

"Sister Ran..." Cheng Xiaocheng's voice was stiff.

Gu Wenzhou and the other players followed Mu Zhixi's "position" and gaze, and instantly, everyone's faces turned pale.

As far as the eye could see, there was a massive army of puppets that were being reorganized and activated.

The entire spacious alchemy workshop was almost entirely filled with these bizarre killing machines; a rough estimate puts the number at no less than several hundred!

Mu Zhixi also came to her senses at this moment. Looking at the magnificent scene in front of her, she felt a little uneasy.

It seems that the Seven Star Dungeon is still quite challenging.

So many puppets, starting at level A, and they all seem to lack independent consciousness, only knowing how to kill.

If a fight breaks out, should she just activate "Divine Descent" and slap them all flat with one hand?

Looking at her remaining faith points, Mu Zhixi was caught in a deep dilemma.

The players behind her were already drenched in sweat.

How... how are we supposed to fight this? Hundreds of A-rank puppets! Among them are quite a few S-rank beings!

Let alone these less than ten people, even if there were a hundred more, they would probably just be food for these fearless and painless puppets!

At the same time, the director of the Wanzu live broadcast room even gave it a close-up shot.

The moment the first puppet's finger twitched slightly, Mu Zhixi's gaze turned precisely in that direction almost simultaneously.

[If it's not closed, it means it's open? Miss Number One's investigative abilities are terrifying!]

[While everyone else was unaware, Number One had already detected the danger! But instead of making a fuss or creating panic, she silently stepped forward first, shielding everyone!]

Is this what it means to be a big shot? I'm totally in!

[Oh no! I've checked this dungeon dozens of times, and I've never seen a puppet army before! This is definitely a newly added mechanic! Hundreds of A-rank puppets at least—this difficulty is off the charts!]

[This is a huge problem! Excluding Miss Number 1, the average strength of the top five players on the field is only S-rank. It's already difficult for players of the same rank to defeat the monster, and now there are so many of them...]

The live stream was filled with wails of despair.

However, at this moment...

"Clang—!" A clear, resonant sound of a bowstring vibrating rang out.

The hunter girl with antlers who had always been rather unremarkable had somehow taken down her longbow and nocked an arrow that shimmered with a ghostly green light.

She walked to Mu Zhixi's side, her eyes resolute.

Immediately afterwards, the pink and white fox-eared girl chuckled and drew two alluring curved swords from her waist.

The weapons used by the players are naturally bizarre weapons, also known as unorthodox weapons.

"I don't know what you're worried about, but we can't let you face all these disgusting lumps of metal by yourself, can we?"

As she spoke, she also stood on the other side of Mu Zhixi.

The actions of the two players were like a boulder thrown into still water; the remaining players felt their faces burning with embarrassment at the sight.

The three werewolves, in particular, felt a burning sensation on their faces, as if they had been slapped.

The two villagers dared to stand up, but the three werewolves were still cowering behind.

Even the supreme number one boss has already made his statement!

"Damn it! Let's do it!"

A hot-tempered player roared and pulled out a giant axe emitting black smoke, stepping forward.

For a moment, some players felt a burning pain in their faces, their competitive spirit was ignited, and the remaining players also stopped backing down, each taking out their own tricks or treasured item cards.

In an instant, the workshop was filled with flashing lights and a murderous aura.

Mu Zhixi looked at the people beside her with some surprise.

These young people are quite courageous.

Fine, let them use up their strength first, and I can save some faith points.

Just then, the reassembled puppet army let out a piercing roar and surged towards the crowd like a tidal wave in all sorts of twisted forms!

A great war is about to break out!

The players' knuckles turned white from clenching their fists, their hearts pounding in their throats.

Gu Wenzhou had already prepared for the worst when the puppet first appeared, and was ready to activate the last life-saving trump card of the old ghost within him.

Cheng Xiaocheng had already assumed a fighting stance, ready to try out the new skill she obtained by clearing the S+ level in Faceless One.

Now is the time to repay the kindness shown to her! Her punches were equally effective! Pure, powerful force!

Mu Zhixi also frowned slightly.

These puppets are too fast, too numerous, and most importantly, they lack self-awareness and are fearless in the face of death.

It seems there's no way to save these faith points.

She was just about to raise her hand and use the power of "Divine Descent".

Suddenly, "BOOM!!!"

The earth trembled violently, and a deafening roar came from the wall behind them.

Before anyone could react to what had happened...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" A dense series of whooshing sounds rang out as hundreds of arrows, gleaming with blood-red light, shot precisely through the huge breach created by the crash, like the scythe of death, instantly covering the group of puppets charging at the forefront.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

The sounds of arrows piercing flesh were continuous.

Those sturdy metal golems were as fragile as paper in the face of this rain of blood-red arrows.

The dozens of puppets in the front row were pinned to the ground, unable to move.

Even more remarkably, a single arrow pierced through the bodies of three or four puppets, still retaining some power.

This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.

The charging puppet army paused briefly.

The players, who were prepared to fight to the death, froze in place, staring in astonishment at the ruins behind them.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, tall and imposing blood-red figures slowly emerged.