Madam, I like you.

　The fourth one is a killer whose head is covered by a red mask and whose body is hidden in a black robe. He is a survivor of the barbarians.

　The fifth one is a red-haired man, a former general of the empire.

　The sixth one is a huge skeleton, the corpse of the super dangerous species Destaguru.

　The seventh is a giant frog, the extremely dangerous species Caesar Giant Frog.

　The eighth one is a blond man, the bodyguard of Hei Tong.

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　Chapter 199: Super Dangerous Destaguru

　Any of the eight corpse puppets has the ability to approach the Night Raid Killer. If the timing is right or the terrain is advantageous, it is not surprising to kill the Night Raid Killer.

　Myne's eyes were fixed on the extremely dangerous corpse that exuded a dangerous aura. "Want to fight this kind of monster? You must be joking."

　[March of the Dead - Eight Chambers] can be said to be one of the most powerful imperial artifacts. If the owner is strong enough and all the enemies killed are powerful enemies like Esdeath, it is possible to rival the Supreme Imperial Artifact.

　Mo Yankong was interested in the eight corpse dolls, but he was dismissive of the [March of the Dead - Eight Rooms]. The power of this imperial weapon was also possessed by Dead River, with no limit on the number and it was controlled at the soul level.

　"Humph."

　Mo Yankong sneered and walked towards Hei Tong with steady steps. Silver light flowed around him, and hundreds of silver threads thinner than hair fluttered and danced.

　"Oooooooo-"

　The extremely dangerous gorilla beat its chest and stamped its feet, making a violent roar.

　It leaped into the sky, crossing a distance of dozens of meters and wanted to tear Mo Yankong into pieces. The controlled corpse puppet would retain its fighting habits and a little self-awareness in its lifetime, and it inherited the violent instinct.

　Mo Yankong didn't even raise his head. "You really summoned a group of things that match your status. They are as worthless as you are. No, it should be said that they are only worth being killed."

　Mo Yankong didn't stop walking when a streak of silver light flashed before him, splitting the body of the violent gorilla that had leaped overhead into two. Each half of the corpse puppet still tried to struggle, but because it had lost half of its body, it couldn't maintain its balance.

　"How disgusting!" Marin said with disgust as she fired a shot at each half of the body to destroy them.

　Although corpse puppets look the same as they did in life, they are not actually living creatures. Even with a broken heart or a severed head, their bodies can still move freely.

　Two more corpse puppets attacked.

　The barbarian, with a red mask on his head and his body completely hidden under a black robe, approached like a ghost. His body was weightless, completely defying the laws of physics, and danced in the air.

　The silver light passed by, but he noticed it in advance and dodged it, instead using the silver thread that was difficult to see with the naked eye as a springboard.

　"Easy-easy——" the corpse doll murmured with difficulty.

　At the same time, a sound of breaking air struck, and a long whip split the air and hit Mo Yankong's head. Although it was a whip, its power was enough to split stones.

　The timing of the two coordination is seamless. Ordinary people will usually lose sight of one while focusing on the other, and blocking one will make them unable to defend against the other attack.

　Mo Yankong swung his fist at the black shadow that was approaching, but the opponent's body turned around and dodged as light as a feather.

　However, Mo Yankong's fist is not that simple.

　"What!" The barbarian's body suddenly stiffened in mid-air, and the silver threads wrapped around him were removed. He could not move his body in the air with the help of any force. The fist that he had predicted the attack trajectory and thought he had dodged suddenly turned and smashed his head with a punch that was impossible for human joints to make.

　The assassination technique "Viper Art" is an assassination boxing technique used by the eighth servant class teacher in the Type-Moon world.

　Of course, having never been to that world, Mo Yankong simply imitated the movements, which did have a good effect.

　The barbarian's headless corpse fell to the ground. Under the black robe was a thin, inhuman body with red and black skin and strange symbols and inscriptions painted on it.

　Silver threads wrapped around the headless body, and golden thunder flashed from Mo Yankong's fingers, burning the headless corpse along the silver threads.

　Keng——

　The long whip that attacked him was fast and fierce. Mo Yankong used the ripples in his right hand to casually swat it away like he was swatting a fly, making a clear sound of metal clashing.

　Swah——

　A fishy wind blew, and the translucent Caesar giant frog approached at some point. It opened its mouth and its tongue shot out like a cannonball, and its tongue was covered with dark green venom.

　Mo Yankong fought and retreated, and with a slight pull of his thumb, silver threads wrapped around the tongue of Caesar's giant frog. The interwoven silver threads tightened and cut the tongue into pieces of blood and flesh.

　呲味——

　With rapid swings of his hands, silver threads weaved into a square fishing net appeared in front of him. The shimmering ripples filled the gaps in the silver net, blocking all incoming bullets.

　The corpse puppets' attacks came in waves, and each time they seemed to be able to kill Mo Yankong, but they were all blocked by the mysterious silver threads and the power of the ripples. It looked like a pre-planned drama.

　The assassins in black weren't all fools. "No matter what kind of attack we make, it won't work. The gap in strength between us and him is too big!"

　"What should we do? Should we retreat first?"

　"Black Eyes!"

　Hei Tong stared at Mo Yankong without saying a word. He swung out his long sword, pointed the tip at Mo Yankong, and ordered coldly: "Toys, continue to entangle him. Desta Gulu, launch an attack."

　"We have all the toys you want. If we can kill this man and make a corpse puppet out of him, he'll be worth as much as Destaguru."

　The woven silver net danced in front of Mo Yankong, blocking the bullets from the assassins and the corpse puppets. In fact, it would not matter if he didn't block them. It was simply because Mo Yankong didn't want to waste the vitality of the Dead River. The assassin troops and the corpse puppets didn't have much vitality. It would be a loss to die in a battle with them.

　Anyway, I just have the mentality of playing games.

　After receiving the order, the super dangerous species Destaguru, which was only left with a skeleton, stared at Mo Yankong with its dark hole. A strange light flickered in the depths of the darkness. It opened its mouth, and a blue energy ball gathered, stirring up a storm.

　"Is this not good..." Maine took a step back. The energy she gathered completely exceeded the shockwave she emitted when her mental state was the most unstable.

　Ma Yin looked at Mo Yankong and timidly shouted, "Hey, let's retreat."

　Mo Yankong remained unmoved, his scarlet eyes filled with smiles as he continued weaving the silver threads, forming a giant prismatic net. He shouted, "Ripple!"

　The normal temperature of the ripples controlled by perfect biology is equivalent to the surface of the sun, which is enough to evaporate the human body. Such powerful ripples are transported to the heart through blood vessels throughout the body and then amplified by the perfect Aizhe redstone.

　"呲呲呲——"

　The giant net woven with silver threads ignited golden flames, and the outer layer of the flames flickered with ripples of thunder, spreading magnificent ripples from the inside out.

　"Rejection!"

　The ripples turned into raging waves, and the hot breath spread, melting the floor tiles into magma. The leaves of the nearby trees turned yellow and caught fire in less than a second.

　Attacks including bullets and projectiles have not yet touched the absolute

　The defensive barrier was vaporized by the high temperature.

　"This is his ripple..."

　Maine stepped back repeatedly, remembering what Tatsumi said about Mo Yankong's ripples being thousands or even tens of thousands times greater than his. Only then did she realize that what Tatsumi said was not an exaggeration at all.

　"What's going on? That man created such a powerful force with his bare hands!"

　"How can a mere human be so powerful? He must have used some imperial tool!"

　"It's also possible that he himself is a biological Teigu."

　The assassination team was all moved. Could it be that the man in front of them was a super dangerous creature in human skin?

　Chapter 200: No Mercy!

　Energy gushed out, and the azure light bombarded the defensive barrier formed by ripples.

　Boom!

　The earth trembled, and the violent hurricane blew away everything. The park was exposed to two different colors of strong light. The energy cannon was completely blocked by the ripple barrier and spread in all directions along the raging waves, like a high-pressure water column hitting a stubborn rock.

　The overflowing energy poured into every corner of the park, the earth crumbled and was baked black by the high temperature.

　"This is too exaggerated!"

　Marin had nowhere to hide and watched helplessly as a ball of overflowing energy fell from the sky and was about to hit her body. At the critical moment, a slender purple figure jumped out and held her, narrowly avoiding the crisis.

　"Hill!" Main exclaimed in surprise.

　Princess Hill hugged Myne and smiled gently: "It's great to be able to hug you again like before."

　Her physical injuries were completely healed, and her severed limbs were regenerated.

　Seeing that the ripple barrier blocked a shot, the cold-faced man with black eyes looked even more murderous, and the super-dangerous Destaguru once again accumulated energy in his mouth.

　“That’s the extent of it.”

　Mo Yankong didn't intend to give it this chance. It was enough to see such an interesting attack method once. Mo Yankong raised his right hand, and the silver threads woven into a ripple barrier gathered into one. Powerful ripples flowed inside each silver thread. When the combination was completed, the rope about the thickness of his arm turned deep red. The members of the assassination team dozens of meters away could feel the heat waves invading.

　"What! The strings he manipulated formed a rope! What's with this high temperature?!"

　"What's the trick this time?"

　"We actually blocked the extremely dangerous attack just now. We have no chance of winning. Let's retreat quickly. Such an enemy should be left to General Esdeath or General Bud."

　Mo Yankong swung his right hand, and crimson lightning struck the super dangerous Destaguru, directly splitting its body bones in two.

　"Danger!"

　All members of the assassination team retreated together. Except for Hei Tong who moved faster, the corpse dolls and members of the assassination team were burned to charcoal by the surging heat wave. First, their hair caught fire, their clothes spontaneously combusted, and then their flesh and blood were directly carbonized by the heat wave.

　The intensity of Mo Yankong's ripples is equivalent to that of the surface of the sun, which has a temperature of about 5000 degrees Celsius. When Mo Yankong's ripples are strengthened by the perfect Aizhe redstone and completely gathered with silver wire as the conductor, the temperature is enough to vaporize any substance on the earth.

　呲味——

　The ground of the park was melted by the high temperature, forming deep trenches up to five meters wide and dozens of meters long, with red magma flowing and hot air surging inside.

　The silver wires that serve as corrugated carriers are also burned by high temperatures.

　Mo Yankong chuckled grimly and walked towards the direction of the super dangerous species Destaguru regardless of the high temperature. There was still one person who had not been dealt with, the owner of the corpse doll, Hei Tong.

　Hei Tong stared blankly at the charred corpse. The imperial weapon [March of the Dead - Eight Chambers] fell to the side. Although she reacted quickly enough, the high temperature still melted half of her body. The flesh on her hands and feet was constantly festering, and the extreme coldness from the heat stimulated her consciousness.

　Mo Yankong picked up the [March of the Dead - Eighth Chamber] from the ground and walked over to the black-haired, black-eyed girl, gazing into her dull, calm eyes. She looked lifeless, as if she'd been played with, her pretty face half melted by the heat.

　"Nice look."

　Mo Yankong drew out [March of the Dead - Eight Chambers], and the girl's dark pupils reflected the sharp light of the knife. She stammered through her dry lips, "Sister..."

　Before her death, she was still thinking about her sister Akame and wanted her sister to return to her, no matter what means she used, even using [March of the Dead - Eight Rooms] to turn her into a doll.

　Swish!

　Mo Yankong swung his sword to understand the girl's pain and was about to leave when another strange change occurred. The blade of the imperial weapon [March of the Dead - Eight Chambers] in Mo Yankong's hand emitted a dark aura and flowed into the girl's body, establishing a mysterious connection with Mo Yankong's consciousness.

　"So that's how it is. This is the method used by [March of the Dead - Eighth Room] to control corpse puppets. It's indeed much inferior to the Dead River." Mo Yankong suddenly walked up to Hei Tong and stretched out his finger to pierce the flesh between her eyebrows.

　"The brain cells haven't completely died, but have entered a state similar to suspended animation. It's like a parasite has taken over a person's body, possessing their own thinking patterns, memories, and emotions, but they are no longer the same person."

　After analyzing Hei Tong's physical condition, Mo Yankong repaired the part of Hei Tong's body that was melted by the high temperature.

　-

　Seeing Mo Yankong bringing Hei Tong back, Mayin raised the imperial weapon in her hand and pointed it at Hei Tong, facing Mo Yankong and questioning: "What's going on? Don't say you brought her back because she's cute. Such a dangerous person should be dealt with as soon as possible."

　"She is already dead, and now she is just like the one she summoned

　Just like corpse puppets, this imperial weapon [March of the Dead - Eight Chambers] can transform the dead into corpse puppets."

　"Really? Why does she feel like a living person? No different from just now." Ma Yin came to Hei Tong, put her hands on her hips and looked her up and down, pinched her small nose, poked her soft cheeks, and looked at Mo Yankong with suspicion several times.

　The doll girl didn't respond.