Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

She was originally controlling a mummified puppet to fight the Taotie, but the puppet's arms had been torn apart by the Taotie, making it slow to move.

Three crossbow bolts shot at her from three directions. She retreated quickly, while simultaneously manipulating the mummified corpse to shield herself.

The two arrows were blocked by the mummified corpse and pierced its chest.

But the third arrow drew a strange curve, bypassed the mummified corpse, and shot towards Ayun's face.

She turned her head to dodge, the arrow tip grazing her left cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Before they could even feel relieved, the arrow abruptly stopped in mid-air, changed direction, and shot at them again.

This time, the arrows were even faster.

Ayun wanted to retreat again, but her footing was tripped by a corpse, and her movement faltered slightly.

The arrow pierced her left breast and protruded half a foot from her back.

She looked down at the arrow shaft in her chest, her eyes filled with disbelief.

As a puppeteer, she should have been controlling the puppets from the rear, but instead, she died from the most direct physical attack.

"Mingxiu-kun..."

She murmured her husband's name, which was the real name of her puppet.

Sensing its master's impending death, the mummified puppet shuddered and, ignoring the gluttonous beast's bites, pounced on A-Yun.

But before it could get close, the Taotie had already seized its broken body and bit down with its huge mouth.

The puppet's head was bitten off, exposing its internal structure.

The glutton stuffed the whole thing into its mouth, the chewing sound making one's teeth ache.

A few breaths later, the puppet's remains were completely swallowed up, and the Taotie's carapace gleamed with a metallic sheen.

As Ayun watched this scene, the last glimmer of light in her eyes faded.

She slowly knelt down, leaned forward and fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

The Ten Demons have lost one member.

The other ten demons were in equally precarious situations.

Chapter 202 The War of Annihilation (Part Two) 4K

Kimura Okataro was already seriously injured, and now he was surrounded by five crossbow bolts.

From his sleeve emerged a final few dozen black snakes, which coiled around the arrow, attempting to hinder its flight.

But the crossbow bolts flashed with blue light, easily shattering the black snake.

One arrow pierced his right abdomen, and another shot through his left knee.

He screamed and fell to the ground, with the remaining three arrows hovering above his head, ready to fall at any moment.

Xu Duo tried to play the shakuhachi to disrupt the crossbow bolts, but the terrifying sonic suppression made it impossible for him to concentrate.

Two crossbow bolts were fired at him. He barely managed to dodge one by turning to the side, while the second grazed his right rib, taking away a piece of flesh.

The poisonous mist seeped into the wound, and he felt half of his body begin to go numb.

Homer's entire body became metallic, allowing him to withstand crossbow bolt attacks.

The arrowhead pierced his skin, sparks flew, and a white mark was left.

But the impact still forced him backward.

Three arrows struck his chest simultaneously. He groaned, and the sound of his sternum cracking echoed.

Metal skin can protect against cuts, but it cannot completely prevent blunt force trauma.

The butterfly releases explosive butterflies to intercept the crossbow bolts, but the butterflies' flight speed is slowed down in the fog, reducing the interception efficiency.

An arrow pierced through the swarm of butterflies and shot towards her heart.

She retreated hastily, the arrow tip grazing her chest clothing and leaving a deep mark on her inner armor.

Her face was pale; if it weren't for the inner armor protecting her, that arrow would have killed her.

Makino Ittosai's Phantom Blade can deflect crossbow bolts, but the bolts return immediately after being deflected, resulting in a continuous barrage of attacks.

He was gradually forced into a corner of the rock face, with less and less room to move.

On the other side, Eita Nikaido tries to break through the puppet encirclement and return to the iron box area.

The demon sword Hirumaru shattered seven Shadow Spiders in succession, but more puppets filled the gap.

The crossbow bolts also joined the attack. Instead of directly confronting the demonic sword, they constantly harassed him, depleting his vital energy and stamina.

Old Ninja Head surveyed the battlefield.

In less than twenty breaths, all the ordinary ninjas who were still able to fight had fallen.

They were either pierced by crossbow bolts, rendered incapacitated by poisonous fog, or killed by puppets under a double attack.

Now, only seven of the Ten Demons and himself remain standing.

On the other hand, the enemy suffered less than 30% of its puppets lost, its main fighting force remained intact, the poisonous fog continued to spread, and the crossbow attacks showed no signs of weakening.

The defeat is set.

Old Ninja took a deep breath, the dizziness from the poisonous fog making him sway.

He steadied himself and looked at the six iron boxes.

The box remained intact, and no arrows fell within a three-zhang radius, no poisonous mist gathered, and not even any puppets approached.

That was the only "safe" area in the entire ravine, and it was also a deliberate bait left by the enemy—to lure them together there, and then wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

"Ninja Head!"

Makino Ittosai brandished his flowing, phantom blade and shouted hoarsely.

"Let's retreat! Staying here with these broken boxes will only lead to our deaths!"

Old Rentou remained silent.

Abandoning the box means the mission has completely failed.

At the same time, it also meant that they had lost the last bit of trust from the Imperial military, making their chances of gaining freedom even slimmer.

But if they continue guarding the box, everyone will die.

He lived for ninety-three years and went through countless choices.

This time, perhaps, is the most difficult.

He looked at the silent puppets in the poisonous fog, and then at the direction of his opponent, buried deep underground in the distance.

Then, he spoke slowly, his voice hoarse:

"Everyone push the metal box! Use the metal box as cover to advance."

"We...carved out a way to survive."

This was Old Rentou's last gamble.

This was also their last struggle, a desperate act of endurance.

After the old man gave the order, the remaining men immediately took action.

Originally, Sakon and Ukon were guards by the old ninja's side, but they had already been killed by a sudden barrage of arrows that pierced their hearts.

Now, only Makino Ittosai, Kimura Okataro, Mrs. Kyo, and a translator remain by Old Shinobu's side.

At this time, Makino Ittosai and Kimura Okataro need to take over the task of defending against the barrage of arrows.

With no other option, the doctor and translator accompanying the team could only grit their teeth and lift the iron box.

The box was heavy, and the two of them each carried one end, their steps faltering.

The translator already had an arrow wound on his right shoulder, and now the wound reopened, staining his clothes red with blood.

He grunted, but didn't let go.

Makino Ittosai and Kimura Okataro stood guard on either side.

Ittosai's phantom blade flashed with silver arcs, deflecting three incoming crossbow bolts.

Kimura Okataro pulled out the last few black snakes from his sleeve. The swarm of snakes pounced on the shadow spiders climbing down the rock wall. Although they could not cause any damage, they could slightly hinder the spiders' movements.

The four pushed the iron box, using it as a shield, and slowly moved towards Eita Nikaido.

After careful observation, the old ninja noticed that the numerous arrows deliberately avoided the iron box the moment it was lifted.

The toxic fumes automatically disperse around the container, as if there were an invisible barrier.

This confirmed Old Rentou's judgment.

The enemy certainly values ​​these boxes and will not destroy them easily.

But their movement speed was far too slow.

Lady Jing and the translator were not combat personnel, and it was already very difficult for them to carry heavy objects on the rugged mountain path.

This was only because both of them were relying on their superhuman physical abilities; otherwise, they probably wouldn't have been able to lift them at all.

Makino Ittosai and Kimura Okataro had to constantly deal with attacks from all directions, making it impossible for them to push the box with full force.

Thirty feet ahead, Eita Nikaido was still fighting fiercely amidst the puppets.

Each strike of the demon sword Hirumaru cleared an area of ​​several feet, but the puppets kept appearing endlessly.

A red aura swirled around him, preventing the poisonous mist from getting close and deflecting the crossbow bolts.

He was the only combatant unaffected by the environment at this moment, but Eita Nikaido could only keep repelling the attacks and had no strength left to come and provide support.

The endless puppets, like black waves, relentlessly crashed against Eita Nikaido.

The moment he relaxes even slightly, a wound will be added to his body.

But the old ninja knew very well that he had to reunite with Eita. Only by using the power of the demon sword to clear a path could they possibly break through.

However, the plight of the other members of the Ten Demons made the plan even more difficult to realize.

Butterfly was completely suppressed by Xia's modified form.