I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

The chances of it being cancelled are slim. After all, it's already 150 million words, and I'm reluctant to give it up myself. Anyway, let me be prepared.

456 Your offer is great! I accept it!

The alien garrisons near the Assassin's Chosen Fortress and the Archer's Chosen Fortress have been dispatched! Attention, all units! The raid will begin in 5 minutes!

Commander Lunna's voice echoed again. The elite warriors stationed on opposite ends of the Earth conducted a final equipment check. While the rebels desperately tried to hold off the alien forces, they would storm the Chosen One's fortress, annihilate the alien forces stationed there, and then destroy the Chosen One on the spot and destroy the fortress.

Each Chosen had their own strengths; they were all well-trained commanders and battle masters. But even as powerful as the Chosen, their bodies weren't incredibly tough, and they would be severely injured by concentrated fire from artillery shells and magnetic weapons. It was just that their vitality was a bit stronger.

Even XCOM and the resistance forces could potentially kill the Chosen One, their bodies aren't invincible.

"Are the aliens out in full force?" Sun Yang first hid behind a large rock. He pulled out several Iron Blood puppets, cloaked in invisibility, and placed them behind the rock to prevent them from being snatched away. He did this a lot as he advanced, fearing someone might outflank him from behind. He couldn't run fast if his retreat was cut off.

Sun Yang then approached the Chosen Fortress, maintaining his stealth. The place looked much the same as when he first arrived. The entire building was silent. No aliens were patrolling, and no supplies were being delivered. It was as if someone had already prepared for battle.

At least Sun Yang didn't sense any life energy in the fortress. However, it could also be that the facility was too large and the aliens were hiding too far away.

Just when Sun Yang was confused, the gate of the Chosen One's fortress opened. What came out was not some alien army, but a humanoid creature that looked to be more than two meters tall, wrapped in purple psionic energy.

That was the chosen one, the Warlock, a primitive human who madly worshipped the Elders, possessed powerful psychic potential, and was transformed by aliens. He was arrogant and looked down on others.

It seemed that the psychic energy surrounding the sorcerer was shielding its life energy. Sun Yang had no ability to sense psychic energy. At most, he could indirectly sense the nearby life energy through the undead's desire for souls.

If someone suppressed or blocked life energy through some means, Sun Yang would not be able to find anyone even if he wandered around for months.

So what's going on with this guy? The nearby rebels are fighting too fiercely, so he's going to come out and clean up the mess himself? This guy may be arrogant and conceited, but honestly, his work efficiency and enthusiasm are quite high.

At least it's much more efficient than the foul-mouthed Chosen and the lazy Chosen next door. Those two are slow to attack and slowly collect heads, while this warlock uses psionic AOE to fight.

After Sun Yang confirmed that his three sets of BUFFs were still in place, he stood calmly at the gate of the Chosen Fortress, waiting to see what kind of performance the warlock was going to put on.

Although he could sneak up on it and fire a Sunlight Lance, the creature's psychic power seemed quite strong, so a direct hit wouldn't necessarily kill it. Sun Yang thought for a moment and decided that if he wanted to launch a sneak attack, he'd better wait for it to turn around and do something else. Then he could sneak up on it and deliver a fierce blow from close range.

"Sun Yang!" the sorcerer shouted at Sun Yang. His voice was so loud that it could be heard from several kilometers away.

Sun Yang remained indifferent. This was just a clichéd trick. This guy couldn't see him, so he just shouted to see if anyone would appear. It would be foolish to show up here.

"Sun Yang!" the warlock yelled again. Sun Yang pinched his ears, waiting for the guy to leave before approaching, careful of backstabs.

"Don't play dumb, Sun Yang. Your invisibility power cannot hide from me! How long do you want to remain silent?!" The warlock condensed a small ball of power in his hand and shot it towards Sun Yang.

The psychic energy ball shot straight at Sun Yang, who quickly dodged it. Only then did he realize that this guy could really see him.

"Who's Sun Yang? You called the wrong person. My name is Sun Wu." Sun Yang straightened his clothes. This was odd. He'd already given his armored coat away, so how did he know me? And how did this guy know my name? I don't think I've ever introduced myself to anyone in public.

"Oh? You prefer others to call you...Master Sun Yang? What an arrogant and shameless person you are," the sorcerer who was more arrogant than others walked down slowly. He was taller than Sun Yang and looked down at Sun Yang from a high position.

"I only need to use my psychic power to search the brain of the XCOM warrior, and I can find out what he is thinking. Now I have all your information in my hands, Sun Yang, you overestimate XCOM." The warlock crossed his arms and looked at Sun Yang.

"Ah~ No wonder you didn't send troops out to fight. Yes, psychic power can indeed extract the memories of soldiers. This detail happened so long ago that I have almost forgotten it. It seems that you shared this information." Sun Yang shrugged and said.

"There's no need for that. No matter how many people XCOM sends out, it will be useless and they will all be defeated in the end. If my two brothers and sisters can't even defend their own fortress, they don't have to bear the title of the Chosen Ones." The Warlock, as always, had no good face for his adopted brothers and sisters.

Oh~ It seems these guys are still following the original setting. The Chosen Ones won't share any information unless it's extremely important. Their relationship is just that bad!

So, this warlock probably didn't know he could be resurrected. The only person who actually saw Sun Yang resurrect on the spot was the Hunter, and the Hunter... didn't care about anyone, so he wouldn't share this information.

"Okay, okay, so you're just going to wait here for me to show up, and then show off in front of me?" Sun Yang sighed. Damn it, if I had known it could see, I would have caught it off guard and shot it with a Sunshine Gun.

"I have an invitation from the Elder, Sun Yang," the Warlock glared at Sun Yang fiercely, but still reported the Elder's words truthfully. "If you can help the Elder defeat XCOM, the Elder promises to transform you into a more powerful form. Your lifespan will be extended indefinitely, and your power will be greater than ever. And a share of this planet will belong to you."

Later on, it was quite dissatisfied. It had to share the acquired planet with its former enemy. It was really fucked up. But after all, this was the order of the elders, so it would obey.

"Ah... What's the use of this planet for me? To rule all mankind? I don't like the idea of ​​transforming into blue skin. To be honest, it's a bit ugly." Sun Yang frowned.

Is there any need for a world filled with rebels? Just managing it is troublesome enough, isn't it? You can't just become a lunatic, randomly killing people and causing accidents for fun, right? Sun Yang didn't think he had reached that level yet.

"This is the last time I ask you. Sun Yang, are you willing to submit to the elders and defeat XCOM and the rebels on Earth? If you refuse the elders' gift again, we will be enemies forever." The warlock said coldly.

Sun Yang naturally would not agree, but his mind worked for a short while, and soon several operations that seemed unreliable emerged in Sun Yang's mind.

"Well... I'm not opposed to strengthening my body. I'm not interested in ruling the world, but I'm very interested in increasing my strength. And XCOM can't help me increase my strength. I've joined, so how do we conclude a contract?" Sun Yang asked.

"I will first use my psychic power to sign a contract with you, and then I will bring you to the elder to receive the gift." Seeing this, the warlock smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to Sun Yang, and a light purple psychic power floated towards Sun Yang.

Sun Yang remembered this scene; Commander Renna from XCOM had also performed a similar action when she was about to sign a contract. He had some experience with psychics.

Oh, if this goes on, I won’t be able to get any free benefits from the aliens, and I’m afraid I won’t even be able to get through the first meeting. Sun Yang thought with some regret.

As expected, the moment the spiritual energy touched Sun Yang, it was crushed by the mighty fire power within him. The First Fire refused to allow the power of other worlds to invade the body of the undead.

"What are you going to do?" The warlock looked at Sun Yang with a cold face.

"I'm sorry, my physique is rather special. My body instinctively resists the invasion of other psychic energies. Well... I sincerely want to gain powerful strength. To achieve this, I have sacrificed many things."

"So, simply sacrificing XCOM isn't important to me. What's important is that it makes me stronger. I...I'll just leave my weapons here and go with you unarmed, okay? Isn't that sincere enough?"

Sun Yang looked at the warlock and casually stuck the spiral sword into the ground. Then he raised his hands high and walked away from the catalyst.

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The warlock glanced at the spiral sword. Sun Yang hadn't lied about this. He really needed this catalyst as a channel for his psychic energy at all times.

Although Sun Yang seemed a bit shabby, he was indeed aggressive and aggressive in combat. Furthermore, the information it had obtained from all sources showed that Sun Yang never left his catalyst and would carry it with him in any situation.

Moreover, judging by the strength he possessed, he was indeed a person who pursued strength to the extreme. Otherwise, there was no reason why he could train himself to this state.

"Finally, tell me, why did you assist XCOM? Attack the Elders?" the Warlock inquired.

"Why? Because the aliens wanted to capture me at the beginning? I naturally sided with the other side. Wouldn't this problem not have happened if you had spoken to me politely earlier? Everything can be discussed if you have the power." Sun Yang shrugged.

"You are qualified to meet the elders. Tie yourself up." The sorcerer threw over a bundle of ropes that could limit psychic power and asked Sun Yang to tie himself up.

Sun Yang pretended to hesitate for a moment, then obediently followed his instructions and tied his hands.

The warlock waved his hand again, and it activated its psychic power, directly teleporting two alien soldiers from the base. The two alien soldiers pulled the spiral sword from the ground.

"You don't mind if I keep this...amplifier for you, do you?"

Warlocks are very familiar with psychic amplifiers. The Templars constantly develop their psychic potential, but their bodies cannot withstand the overly powerful psychic power.

Therefore, these psychics developed instruments that could increase the intensity of their psychic powers, in order to release psychic energy that the body could not withstand.

If a human psyker's amplifier is taken away, they lose half their combat effectiveness. Their bodies are unable to release psionic energy with sufficient destructive power, even if they fight to the death.

"Don't mind. You definitely won't kill me. I'm confident that the elder needs my powerful strength." Sun Yang also raised his neck and looked up at the sorcerer in front of him.

"Hmph, hold on tight." Seeing that Sun Yang's performance was pretty much what he expected, the sorcerer strode over and grabbed Sun Yang's arm.

Although it is not known how Sun Yang blocked psychic perception, psychic power in this world is actually quite omnipotent, so it is not surprising that a technology that cannot be detected has been developed.

In reality, the assassin's Vanishing Wind could block the Psionic Network's detection, truly making it impossible for anyone to find him. Sun Yang's abilities were far inferior to those of the assassin.

Anyway, with this rope and bracelet set, even the most powerful psychic can only unleash one-tenth of their power. And those who are much weaker probably can't even release a trace of lightning.

The warlock still had great confidence in this thing. If this Sun Yang turned against him, he would be surprised to find that his strength was not enough to break free from the restraints.

Warlock had seen many psykers like him who were overconfident in their own strength during his years on Earth. Among the Templars, there were many who had arrogantly challenged him, only to have their limbs shattered by his psionic powers.

"I'm sure I can hold on." Sun Yang still looked at ease. The warlock groaned in dissatisfaction and grabbed Sun Yang's neck, activating his surging psychic power.

Deep purple spiritual energy enveloped the two of them. Warlock and Sun Yang flew toward the sky above their heads, out of the atmosphere, and all the way to Earth's low-Earth orbit.

In orbit, a massive spaceship controlled by an elder is docked. It has been floating there for over twenty years, silently observing the changes on Earth.

On the other side of the Earth, Rukatiye, preparing to launch a charge, looked up at the sky and frowned.

"Master Rukatiye, is there anything wrong?" a ranger beside her asked. People here seemed to enjoy addressing powerful characters as "Master."

"...This has nothing to do with you or the mission. Just mind your own business." Rukatiye felt Sun Yang's massive soul leave the Earth and land somewhere in the sky. Strange, he was captured? That shouldn't be the case. With his abilities, it would be difficult for him to be captured, right?

Normally, she couldn't sense things at such a distance, but after all, she had spent a lot of time with Sun Yang and had experienced this kind of negative distance contact. Being sensitive to life energy, Rukatiye could more or less intuitively pick up on some information.

Although Rukatiye was somewhat worried, it would be terrible if Sun Yang was carrying out a secret plan. He often acted on impulse when faced with a situation, relying on his own ideas to solve problems instead of following the original plan.

I hope nothing happens to him. Rukatiye thought to himself as he followed the main force towards the Chosen One's Fortress.

457 Alien Flagship

"I was wondering how you guys got to this planet and wreaked havoc. It turns out there is indeed a spaceship." Sun Yang stepped steadily on the somewhat worn metal deck, looking around at the things in front of him.

The spacecraft had few lights, and the entire structure was shrouded in darkness, with only countless indicator lights shining.

Through these dim indicator lights, Sun Yang could barely see that this was a complex spacecraft with a three-dimensional structure.

The interior of this spacecraft is not divided into blocks by huge metal plates, but instead uses a complex network of corridors composed of various stairs and metal plates suspended in space.

However, when Sun Yang looked carefully, he found that it was not night outside, but sheet-like metal armor plates. This should be the bridge of the spacecraft, so there were only indicator lights and a large number of corridors.

Under the dim light of the indicator lights, Sun Yang saw many units that were different from those on Earth.

Sun Yang could identify some of the units. The aliens walking slowly in the corridor, wearing huge green armor, were probably the prototypes of the Mutants.

These prototypes are much larger than their Earth counterparts, and use much larger alien armor and plasma weapons, but their movements appear to be very clumsy.

The mutants on Earth probably underwent genetic changes for flexibility, while the mutants on the spacecraft were probably the units used to fight against the regular human forces when the aliens invaded Earth 20 years ago.

Others resemble enlarged versions of metal frogs. These large armored units are stored in lockers next to the bridge and undergo regular maintenance.

After watching for a while, Sun Yang asked the sorcerer beside him who maintained a pious expression: "What are those things? Are they the prototypes of the destroyers on the ground?"

"Yes, that's the Elders' heavily armored force, loaded with missiles and a laser cannon. After the war, this kind of firepower won't be needed in urban combat. The new destroyers they've developed can better protect urban security."

The warlock seemed to be in a good mood and talked to Sun Yang for a while. He led Sun Yang across the entire bridge at a rapid pace. Sun Yang looked around for a long time, scratching his head, as if he had figured something out.

"Wait, I suddenly realized that all the aliens that the resistance forces on the ground are fighting... are not born naturally at all? These aliens are just cloned creatures based on the combat needs of the elders? In fact, they are no different from mutants?" Sun Yang suddenly realized.

"The vision of humans on Earth is too narrow. There are only elders here, and the servants they created. Humph, some humans even want to free alien creatures from the control of the elders."

The sorcerer didn't hide this and just blurted it out. They were going to be one of us soon anyway, so he just said it. Even if this guy turned against him later, Sun Yang wouldn't be able to escape with his abilities.

Hmm... there's nothing special about the equipment. It's not improved at all compared to twenty years ago. I guess they're just concentrating on the Avatar Project.

However, this also helped Sun Yang figure out the origins of these aliens. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least this suggests that this Elder Civilization didn't actually rule over several planets and then enslave the aliens there. Presumably, they simply obtained DNA and enough materials before leaving.

After all, carrying a large number of living creatures around the universe consumes a huge amount of supplies, and they can easily turn against you en masse to steal your technology and spacecraft.

Therefore, the Elders decided that it would be better to directly use genetic programming to clone better individuals, and then control them with the psychic network. This would save time, effort, and worry.

Isn't this better than taking a bunch of creatures that may rebel at any moment? And you don't have to worry about their eating, drinking, and pooping on the way.

But this also means that the Elders cannot bring billions of various aliens to land on Earth. They will not do so, and there is no need to do so.

Their technological level is indeed very high, but their main goal at present is to find a way to solve the problem of their own physical weakness. This problem occupies all their resources.

In other words...if this spaceship is blown up...it seems that the elders will have no spaceship to use?

Sun Yang looked at the psychic arches set up in various places on the spaceship, and alien creatures of all sizes were carrying various supplies in and out. Sun Yang had a special idea about this spaceship.

Could he take this ship for himself? As soon as the thought came to Sun Yang's mind, he could only shrug and give up. His current transfer volume limit was closely related to his own mana bar limit. Even if he had 99 attribute mana bars, it wouldn't be enough for this spaceship.

Those convenient psychic portals... they require psychic energy, and they only teleport within the world, not across dimensional walls. They don't seem as convenient as the teleportation technology in the mountains...

Is it really just a matter of dismantling the resources? Well, at least all the enemies here can be recycled.

Sun Yang silently memorized his surroundings and continued to follow the unsuspecting and confident warlock. This idiot had no idea what dangerous thing he had pulled over, and his mind was now filled with wanting credit.

The surrounding environment finally changed. After passing through several more gates, Sun Yang arrived near the bow. As the last gate opened, light poured in.

The alien ship's bow was constructed of a large amount of hardened glass and suspended metal structures. From overhead, sunlight could be seen streaming down into the interior of the ship, while looking down, through the large expanses of glass, one could see white mist and the azure ocean.

"We've observed for so long, waited so long, and gone through so many experiments and failures. Now, the latest candidate has finally appeared... a sturdy physique, coupled with vigorous psychic power. We have finally found someone with such rare qualities."

Deep within the bow, several dark purple psychic projections emerged. Sun Yang still remembered them; it was these creatures who had dragged him into this inexplicable world.

"So... you are the elders. This is the second time we meet." Sun Yang still looked relaxed, neither worried nor excited.

The warlock beside him half-knelt and surrendered to the psychic projection in front of him: "My lord, I have brought Sun Yang here."

"Sun Yang, we recognize your value. We can bring out your true power." The psychic projections waved to Sun Yang.

"Normally, I should be throwing myself into the arms of aliens at this time. But unfortunately, I am a person who cares a lot about the politeness of others, so I have some requests to make." Sun Yang pretended to be arrogant.

"Speak." These Void Spirit Elders can indeed fulfill some wishes. Humans, after all, have some personal feelings.

"You guys, when I first came to this world, didn't you want to capture me? Huh? Now that I'm awesome, you're here to lick my ass? I still remember that."