With the ability to transform, I am a judge.

Chapter 269, Section 275: The Blood Demon Corroding the Revolutionary Army

Chapter 269: The Blood Demon Corroding the Revolutionary Army

The climate in the south is warmer and the air moisture content is much higher than in the capital, but the living environment in the south is not good.

Not only is the terrain unsuitable for large-scale housing construction, but the suitable climate has also led to the inhabitation of a large number of dangerous species, forming a rather unique ecosystem.

In the forest composed of lush trees that take three people to encircle, low growls echoed, but there were no particularly threatening creatures among them.

Naturally, this is because someone has been cleaning up the area, so there aren't any high-level dangerous species nearby.

The revolutionary army hidden in this great forest needs these weaker, more dangerous species to ensure the most basic warnings.

If anyone enters this great forest, no matter how strong they are, they will have to be exposed. Among the dangerous species, there are many with keen senses, and an opponent that is too dangerous will trigger their screams.

The existence of a natural defensive line allowed the Revolutionary Army to develop rapidly, but now the Revolutionary Army headquarters is filled with an inexplicable deathly aura.

Amidst the cacophony of voices—conversations, boasting, and idle chatter—the soldiers, with nothing to do, went about their own business, for the decisive battle was still a long way off.

A large number of low houses are scattered deep in the forest. The flat terrain is obviously specially treated, and people are constantly moving between the low houses.

Compared to the Imperial Guards of the capital, the troops here seem much more disorganized, with an atmosphere reminiscent of the capital's garrison. They are undoubtedly a ragtag army.

The revolutionary army, under the guise of righteousness, conscripted soldiers from the common people on a large scale. But what fighting power did ordinary people have? Apart from the brute strength they possessed for farming, they knew nothing else.

As for why the revolutionary army didn't conduct training? They couldn't even provide each person with a weapon, so how could they have the time to do such things?

The final battle will depend on the Imperial Arms users, who are high-end combatants, and the Revolutionary Army's mere 100,000 elite soldiers, which represent the wealth of the noble families at the top of the Revolutionary Army.

There are not many good people among the empire's nobility. These great nobles in the south are fighting under the banner of revolution, but what they covet is the power of the world.

They claimed that land would be distributed to ordinary people for cultivation, taxes would be drastically reduced, and a better life would be brought to the people, ensuring that everyone could have enough to eat and wear...

But these are the rights that the people should have, and ruling them and providing them with a prosperous life is what rulers should do.

But now, under the oppressive policies of the empire, these rights that originally belonged to ordinary people have made them dare to risk execution to start a revolution.

Heaven knows whether these noble families will keep their promises after they gain control of the world, since it's just an empty promise now.

Ultimately, it's just a matter of choosing the worst of the worst, and choosing the slightly better one. The people have no choice because they lack the power to change their own destiny.

Perhaps the idea that weakness is the original sin is correct; true peace can only be achieved through one's own efforts, and the so-called utopian world does not theoretically exist.

Getting back to the main point, the eerie death aura that filled the Revolutionary Army headquarters went unnoticed, and its source was just a locked warehouse in a corner.

Inside the warehouse, the burning candlelight flickered gently, and countless figures surrounded it, as if guarding the emaciated figure in the center.

The candlelight illuminated everyone's faces. If Najendan were here today, she would be utterly shocked and chilled to the bone...

Because those figures, like guardians of a king, were none other than the powerful nobles currently in the hands of the revolutionary army, their lifeless eyes unfocused.

The blood puppets that fought Yang Li looked remarkably similar to the two that fought Yang Li. Although these blood puppets were far inferior to the two that fought Yang Li, they were enough to control the entire Revolutionary Army!

"They're really powerful. They couldn't even defeat a peak second-tier expert and a well-known second-tier expert."

A hoarse, unpleasant voice rang out, as piercing as the cawing of a crow, and the gaunt man at the head of the group stood up.

"As expected, this is the biggest flaw of the Blood Puppet. Although it has retained most of its abilities from when it was alive, it is too stiff in battle."

He exhaled a breath of dark red turbid air. He couldn't directly control his blood puppet to fight because those abilities didn't belong to him.

So normally he just shares the vision of the blood golems to collect information remotely, but just now he lost his two strongest golems.

Even though he could still replenish his strength, the fact that the powerful opponent, who was holding back but still able to fight two opponents at once, made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

We can't wait any longer...

"Time is of the essence. I need to transform all the soldiers into blood golems, or my plan may be in jeopardy."

"I, Snow, will become the Destroyer."

The contractor, who called himself Snow, walked into the depths of the warehouse. The sound of flowing water could be heard, and a moment later a clear spring appeared in his sight.

This is the water source upon which the Revolutionary Army base depends for survival, but now it has become the key to his plan: to infect everyone with the Blood Demon Qi through the water!

Snow once acquired the Blood Demon bloodline, which allows him to fight by manipulating Blood Demon energy or summoning the undead; it is a bloodline capable of both melee combat and summoning.

But Snow, through records he stumbled upon, discovered a completely different development path: the Parasitic Puppet Flow.

By replacing mana with blood demon energy and a special demonic insect, humans can be turned into their own blood puppets, creating a mass army capable of destroying the world.

To parasitize and control others, one's own blood must first be fused with the demonic worm. Just thinking about that process now makes Snow break out in a cold sweat.

The demonic worms, controlled by the blood demon energy, devour the brains of their parasitic hosts, gaining everything about them and perfectly mimicking them.

Their combat power has definitely decreased compared to when they were alive, but their immortality has increased, unless the opponent has attack methods that target insects or souls.

Moreover, even if the blood puppet is killed, the misty blood that has been completely replaced by blood demon energy in the blood puppet's body will dissipate and infect the person who killed the blood puppet.

The Revolutionary Army contractors discovered this time are far stronger than Snow imagined, and they seem to be holding back.

That unknown woman was undeniably strong, but she was an assassin type with high attack and agility but poor defense, which ultimately led to her being injured by his blood puppet.

That troublesome blood energy was impossible to deal with, but knowing about this opponent in advance wasn't necessarily a bad thing for Snow.

Once discovered, appropriate preparations can be made, such as starting planning in advance...

The dark red mist seeped into the water, which still looked clean on the surface, but was now a blood spring that would kill anyone who drank from it!

"Start pushing forward with the plan, accelerate the troop buildup, and achieve the initial conditions for the Destroyer in one fell swoop. Alchemy, Supreme Imperial Arms, Dangerous Blood Puppet... they're all mine."

PS: 1. First update today.

2. Due to time constraints and lack of drafts, I wrote this chapter during class, so the quality may not be high. Please bear with it... I was originally going to post it at noon, but I ended up posting it on my phone.

3. I was supposed to finish another chapter last night, but on a whim, an idea popped into my head that I can use when writing Dragon Raja 3, about Erii's ending... Actually, I originally wanted to make it a bit tragic in Dragon Raja 3, but my thoughts just kept flowing...

Chapter 276, Section 270: The Devilish Muscle Monster

Chapter 270: The Devilish Muscle Monster

Two of the three beast wielders, along with two other powerful blood puppets, had already been killed. Yang Li walked near Brand, and his expression suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Brand did not faint from Riva's ultimate technique; he was merely lying on the ground pretending to be dead. He only slightly opened his closed eyes when he heard Yang Li approaching.

Yang Li felt that if he hadn't come, this guy would probably have suddenly attacked when Liva got close and killed Liva, whose main body strength wasn't very good.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

He went up and kicked Brand in the waist, the force of which made Brand's face turn green, but unfortunately he didn't jump up as Yang Li expected.

His eyes were wide open, because now that Yang Li had arrived, Liva's fate was predictable.

"It seems that it's not working well; that profound technique injured me quite badly."

“How can a man say no? I’ll go and call Tatsumi to help you out.”

Yang Li didn't reach out to pull Brand, because she knew what this guy needed.

As expected, a glint flashed in Brand's eyes after Yang Li's words, and he seemed to become much more energetic.

"Oh, please."

"You rest for a while, I'll call Tatsumi over right away..."

Boom!

The cabin suddenly exploded, and shattered wooden planks flew out, only to be knocked away by Yang Li's casual slashes.

A figure flew out from the breach in the ship's cabin. Yang Li, having clearly seen the situation in the smoke and dust, decisively stepped forward and pulled back the flying Tatsumi.

With his left hand gripping the back of Tatsumi's collar, Yang Li looked at Tatsumi, whose head was bleeding, and frowned slightly.

"Tatsumi, where's Mine?"

Unable to find Mine, Yang Li was unsure of the girl's condition and naturally began to worry.

“Mine…Mine fell unconscious due to the effects of that Imperial Arm, so I hid her just in case.”

Having confirmed Mine's safety, Yang Li swung his left hand and tossed her toward Brand, who was lying on the ground, and said softly.

"Brand is badly injured. You go and take care of him. I'll deal with the enemy."

Thump—!

"Ugh..."

"Big brother? Big brother! Are you alright?!"

A little embarrassed, Yang Li didn't turn around, but she knew that she seemed to have hit too accurately; Tatsumi had successfully hit Brand.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Li slightly raised the tip of the Shadow of Slaughter's blade, her gaze sharpening. Then, she nearly spat out blood, completely stunned...

The little boy with the flute in my memory, who looked like a girl, has completely changed; he seems to have evolved.

But this evolution is a bit too much! What on earth is that nearly two-meter-tall muscular monster?!

Suppressing his nausea and twitching eyes, Yang Li raised his long sword, and crimson blood energy surged out.

"Liva, Daidas... I will avenge you! I will kill you!!"

A muscular monster, like a madman, with a face contorted in a grotesque expression, slammed its fist, the size of a sandbag... no, the size of a casserole dish, toward Yang Li.

Yang Li was certain that if she had taken that punch, her head would have been flattened into a pancake.

It wasn't that Niu's strength attribute was off the charts in her Devil Muscle state, but rather that her fist, the size of a casserole dish, looked incredibly imposing, and Niu's speed wasn't hampered by her current state.

As Yang Li raised his longsword and lunged forward, his body sideways, his blade grazing past Niu's fist, leaving a long, bloody gash on her arm.

Ignoring the alarming amount of blood loss, Niu frantically swung her fists left and right, as if she wanted to tear Yang Li to shreds.

With blood still flowing from her left leg, Yang Li frowned slightly and nimbly jumped back to dodge the attack. How could that beast-like assault possibly hurt her?

But the injury to his leg was urgent, and Yang Li could not afford to hesitate any longer; he had to finish the job quickly!

The blood-red aura rising from the longsword detached from the blade, transforming into a scarlet crescent moon that hurtled straight at Niu's face. Niu instinctively raised her hand to shield her face...

The burst of blood energy enveloped Niwu, and Yang Li stretched out his right hand and thrust out his long sword. In the dark light, the long sword transformed into a hook spear.

The blow pierced her heart without a doubt, but Yang Li was surrounded by two thick arms. Only then did she understand why Niu hadn't dodged at all; the opponent was preparing to use the legendary grappling attack.