I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

The XCOM team suddenly felt a flash of light before their eyes, and then an arched door appeared before their eyes. The thickness of the arched door was extremely exaggerated, but the edges were very smooth.

Considering that their own armor was made of this metal, the XCOM captain could only assume that the allies found by Master Sun Yang could easily cut through this armor that could block close-range plasma jets.

The rain and fog outside flew in, soaking the soldiers' protective gear. No one could be seen outside, and even with their high-performance equipment, they could not find any trace of anyone.

[What are you looking at? How could I let any enemies stay here? The Sky Ranger is coming soon, you guys leave now.] Sun Yang had already run off somewhere else, examining the structure of the building, plotting how to take it away intact. With everyone gone, there was nothing to be found.

The Sky Ranger came flying from afar, and the rain swirled up by the turbines formed a rain-free area under the plane.

The captain, carrying the humanoid cargo, ascended the ropes aboard the Skyranger. The ship immediately took off, heading for the Avenger mothership. As they departed, they could see Sparks in the distance, having exhausted their heavy weaponry and ammunition, firing plasma cannons at the alien forces. However, under the overwhelming firepower, the Sparks' bulk made it difficult for them to evade the dense barrage.

The SPARKs uploaded their battle records to the nearby Sky Ranger. Finally, their armor could no longer withstand the attack and completely melted under the high temperature of the alien plasma weapons, eventually turning into a ball of gradually solidifying metal garbage.

"The engineering department rushed to build this thing, but we destroyed all six SPARKs in one mission..." a team member said with regret, watching the machines suddenly explode on the ground. Several of them had participated in several offensive and defensive operations.

"We have to do this. Are we going to rely on the six of us to fight against hundreds of alien troops? Don't be silly, if we change it like this, our physical data will just catch up with the mutants. Do you think you are more resilient than SPRAK? If we want to take it down by force, it will be no less difficult than attacking the Fortress of the Chosen One." The captain exhaled, holding the protective suit beside him with a complicated expression.

"I hope this thing is worth our loss. I remember our Commander Lena was placed in this protective suit. Could there be a clone commander inside?"

"Don't be such a pessimist! That's terrifying," a nearby soldier retorted. Amidst the chatter of the team members, the Sky Ranger broke through the rain and flew towards the Avenger.

On the other side of the world, three Sky Rangers landed in the Australian wilderness. Ten soldiers wearing WAR heavy powered exoskeletons, carrying plasma blasters on their backs and holding plasma machine guns in their hands rushed out of the planes.

Following them were people borrowed from other resistance organizations. After the Battle of the Chosen Ones, they could only squeeze out so few people to help.

The Reaper's elite soldiers pulled their hoods up, shouldering their sniper rifles and wielding the boundary network. The Templars closed their eyes in meditation, focusing on accumulating the surging psychic energy within them. Meanwhile, the skirmishers—mutants freed from the Elders' control—ready to follow behind the Templars, armed with plasma submachine guns, providing supporting fire.

At the end of these people was a woman wearing an armored coat and carrying a large sword. Rukatiye raised his hand and looked at the coordinates.

These coordinates were extracted from the original brain. According to XCOM's leadership, this is most likely the location of an alien psychic portal. The aliens rely on this to mobilize their forces around the world.

"Psychic portal? Sun Yang blew up a hundred of them on the spaceship before, right? Didn't he give you the wreckage? Why are you looking for new ones?" Rukatiye yawned.

"That's a little different. Based on my analysis... you can simply understand it as different product numbers, so the missions they can perform are also different. After the spacecraft was damaged, all the numbers originally assigned to it were set to unusable," Teigen explained.

"Because the aliens are worried that Sun Yang might use the intact portals to escape, they've prohibited their activation. This means they don't have access rights. I can't crack this access right, so I have to seize a psychic portal on the ground," Antonina explained.

"If we rob it, those aliens will notice it...wouldn't it be a waste if we rob it?" Rukatiye complained.

"That's because I wasn't there at the time. I've prepared an intrusion tool for you. You'll need to use it to penetrate the original's head and the psychic portal. I'll take care of the rest." Antonina gave up on giving this native from the Dark Souls world a science lesson. She definitely wouldn't understand, so she just told her what to do.

"I don't even dare to think about what Sun Yang would do without you. These devices really cannot be made without you." Rukatiye took out the intrusion device and took a look at it. The structure of this thing is not complicated. The front end is a sharp metal object, and inside is a device that can read information.

The main function of the tip is to pierce the target's shell and connect the target and the reading device together. The rest is left to Antonina and XCOM's scientific research team.

"I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do. Also, please don't try to drag me into your music parties. I just want to maintain a healthy relationship." Antonina remained defiant as always.

"Then you really don't deserve it~" Rukatiye still looked careless.

[I just want to enjoy the one-on-one feeling...] Antonina muttered softly in the private chat channel.

"Ah? What did you say? What's the feeling?" Rukatiye glanced at the Sky Ranger behind him. The noise they made when taking off was a bit loud, so Rukatiye couldn't hear clearly.

[There's nothing here. Please carry out your mission, Team Rukatiye. The hope of the world rests in your hands~] Antonina immediately changed into her social armor.

"Why is it left to me..." Rukatiye glanced at the scattered XCOM team members, and ran to the front of the team carrying a big sword.

"Master Rukatiye, Commander Lena said we will fully cooperate with your actions." A soldier carrying a plasma launcher approached.

Rukatiye glanced over, memorized his soul signature, and nodded. The warriors activated their cloaking devices and slowly advanced.

Australia has always been a vast and sparsely populated land, making it a perfect place for aliens to set up a military base. This environment also makes it easy for Rukatiye to identify the enemy's location.

After all, in an area with many civilians, she couldn't rely on soul sensing to detect the enemy's location. However...she was surprised that aliens also had souls.

After browsing books from other worlds, Rukatiye finally understood what the soul in his original world meant. It was simply "life energy" referred to as "soul." It wasn't the same thing as the three souls and seven spirits of Eastern Earth, or the souls that could go to heaven or hell in Western contexts.

This is why her detection ability is so effective. She can detect any living creature that is tall and breathes, unless the other party uses special methods to cover it up.

After walking for about ten minutes, Rukatiye vaguely felt that there were multiple life signals ahead.

[Master Rukatiye, the Grim Reaper has spotted the target.] The Grim Reaper squad, conducting reconnaissance missions ahead, relayed the intelligence they had seen to Rukatiye.

At some point, purple psychic light began to drift in the air, as if the local psychic power had become powerful enough to affect the surrounding environment. Rukatiye then noticed that the surrounding vegetation no longer resembled the local species.

A multitude of deep purple vines clung to the cliffs, a tangle of twisted vegetation covering the valley ahead. The Death God's image flickered intermittently. In the corner of his vision, he could see several Destroyers and heavily armored alien units patrolling. In the center of the valley lay a psychic gate, covered in vines and flowers.

This psychic gate is so large that even destroyers as big as tanks and armored vehicles can pass through it normally.

While the Grim Reapers were scouting, the door suddenly lit up with a purple light, and then a smooth white sphere was teleported out from it.

"I wasn't sure what we'd find here, but it looks like we've gained something." The military officer muttered on the communication channel.

[The light of that portal looks different from the psychic rift that appeared in the original. It could lead to anywhere, maybe not even to Earth.] Shen Lili compared past data on the flagship.

"At least it won't be that alien ship. Maybe we can even reach the aliens' home planet." The military officer made a little joke, but unfortunately, no one else was quite amused.

"Well, the life energy of that sphere is very strange. What about the Knights Templar? What are the psychic energy fluctuations of that sphere?" Rukatiye asked the silent Knights Templar next to him.

"Very strong, Ms. Rukatiye. The psychic power of these gatekeeper spheres is enough to challenge the Chosen Warlock. I think three or four such spheres can defeat the opponent. Master, we must act quickly. The psychic detection of that sphere will find us." The Templar Knight on the side warned.

There are also a lot of miscellaneous units next to this strange sphere. As long as XCOM launches an attack, they will join the battle together.

"Okay, I know what to do. In short, just kill all the enemies and then stab the psychic gate. Captain, you prepare the soldiers to launch the attack. I'll go when you're ready. Leave the white ball to me. Oh, by the way, don't forget to stab the original." Rukatiye took on the heaviest task lightly.

"We can start anytime." The captain came closer and nodded to Rukatiye.

"Very good... I'm going!" Rukatiye drank a bottle of three-in-one potion, which greatly increased her physical recovery and movement speed. She rushed out of the slope at a speed that no human could achieve.

Immediately, a unit in the alien army shouted, and a large number of alien soldiers raised plasma weapons and fired at Rukatiye. Rukatiye charged forward under the fire, severing the heads of several mutants and Andromedans amid the aliens' panicked cries.

The XCOM assault troops in the rear also joined the battlefield, and more than a dozen heavy firepower and plasma guns fired continuously at the alien enemies. The quality of the alien remaining troops was not enough to stop Rukatiye.

472 Fierce Battle with the Gatekeeper

The dazzling magic beam slashed across again, sending several mutants tumbling to the ground, their faces sinking into the ground. Those who reacted quickly only had their scalps cut, while those who were slow to react were swept away by the concentrated magic beam.

When these mutants encountered this terrifying magic beam, it was like a human body being swept by a laser. When the beam passed through, their armor and bodies were neatly cut open.

Rukatiye controlled her magic power with ease. When she stopped injecting it, the magical beams emanating from the White King's Greatsword dissipated immediately. She took a breath, taking two seconds to catch her breath after the sprint, and then broke into a run again.

"Whoosh!" Rukatiye casually took out a plasma grenade from her body and threw it into the pile of people who fell down. Amid the explosion of the grenade and the screams of the mutants, she rushed to the Andromeda alien who was trying to turn around and escape.

White magic light instantly illuminated, and Rukatiye pierced through the Andromeda's thick shell from behind, thrusting and retracting, continuing his advance. The Andromeda, struck by the stab, froze in place, a large amount of acid gushing from the crack in its back, slowly corroding the land affected by psychic energy.

The driver inside had been pierced by the beam and was deader than dead.

Rukatiye was protected by several Templar Knights, their bodies shrouded in purple psychic lightning. These were the Templars' most powerful warriors, constantly transforming their psychic energy into various supernatural attacks during the attack, using them to strike down the alien forces.

Compared to those bizarre aliens, humans possess incredibly strong psychic talents. After all, humans are truly capable of maintaining both physical strength and impressive psychic potential. Others with psychic potential have their own shortcomings, and a race as well-rounded as humans is extremely rare.

The Templars were a group of humans who had developed their psychic abilities to the highest degree. As the best of the best, these warriors struck fear into the hearts of alien forces once they entered the battlefield. If it weren't for their physical limitations and the risk of being killed or injured, the aliens would have no chance of success.

While these Templars were moving quickly in the wilderness, they continuously released psychic lightning from their hands to bombard the alien units with weaker armor.

From time to time, the aliens would fire plasma jets at them, but these attacks only staggered the masters of psychic combat. Protected by their Overwatch armor, these plasma jets, which were slightly further away, couldn't melt their bodies. While there was still a risk of sudden death, being able to block a few plasma jets was enough.

After receiving effective protection, the Knights Templar have transformed into small and flexible main battle tanks, constantly using psychic energy to kill these aliens.

Although armor made of alien alloys can withstand a certain degree of psychic energy, these psionic masters can make the psychic missiles or psychic lightning they create accurately hit the weak parts of the alien armor.

These psychic powers attacked the aliens' faces, hands, or directly attacked their plasma weapons, overloading them and letting the exploding plasma jets kill their users. The aliens' crude weapons had already shown their shortcomings at this time.

The elders hadn't bothered to tinker with the weapons. These seemingly advanced alien weapons were actually prone to malfunction and damage, and only needed a correct attack to make them explode. It wouldn't be wrong to say that these weapons were large grenades that could shoot plasma.

The aliens were amazed by the variety of ways they could use psychic energy. The Templars unleashed psychic lightning, mind control, and induced insanity, while the psychic rifts they opened could also negate the aliens' weapons.

Some even had extremely strong psychic powers, using their left hand to release a Void Spear psychic beam that could continuously penetrate multiple bunkers and members, while their right hand released a Void Rift that continuously tore through units within range. However, after doing this, they still had to rest for a while before they could recover.

In the rear of the troops, elite XCOM fighters unleashed their firepower, sending large numbers of alien troops into chaos.

Skirmishers attacked their former colleagues from the flanks, using grappling hooks and the like to grab them from behind cover, then using their mutant strength to forcibly pull them out and finish them off with their fusion claws.

The captains of the mutant and alien teams stationed near the psychic gate gave orders quickly, but every time they did so, they would be shot through the head by a bullet from nowhere.

After completing their initial reconnaissance mission, the Reapers went into hiding, carefully observing the battlefield. If they found that the enemy was beginning to gather, they would mark the coordinates for the troops in the rear, while shooting any captains who could effectively command other aliens.

The XCOM warriors were the primary attackers. They launched their plasma blasters, akin to a larger, guided plasma grenade, into the aliens' rear positions. These shimmering shells flew through the air, slamming into the aliens' positions before the desperate, horrified gazes of the aliens.

With a flash and a roar, the alien soldiers in the position were killed or wounded. Although their powerful armor saved many of the aliens' lives, the shock wave generated by the shells was real. It was enough to bring the alien troops' firepower to a standstill for several minutes.

The alien forces were in complete disarray. Their vanguard was thrown into disarray by the assault force of Rukatiye and the Templars. Their flanks were decimated by skirmishers, and their ranks were rapidly decimated. The captain, attempting to organize a new line of defense, was killed by a sniper. The source of the chaos and casualties was the XCOM soldiers, who were pounding their positions with their heavy firepower.

The casualty ratio between the two sides was extremely exaggerated. Although several skirmishers and Templars were injured, the alien front was still retreating rapidly.

The reason was that the aliens had no way to deal with Rukatiye. Much of their firepower was directed at the figure wielding a greatsword, slashing from the west to the east and back again. Rukatiye's presence was like a gangster barging into a kindergarten.

Initially, the alien forces resolutely resisted Rukatiye's attacks, but soon, to avoid heavy casualties, many stationed troops quickly relocated their positions upon seeing Rukatiye approaching. Those behind them also followed suit, seeing the earlier moves. Rukatiye chased the aliens, forcing them to flee across the board.

When most of the firepower is used to deal with one person, the others will naturally feel less pressure and even fight much easier. After all, the firepower of these aliens is limited. If most of it is used to attack one person, the firepower allocated to other positions will not be enough.

Rukatiye's armored coat was blasted with plasma jets several times a second, but it wasn't a vegetarian. It was made from the same material as the Havel Armor, legendary armor said to withstand attacks from ancient dragons. Even if it was a replica, the craftsmanship was close to the original.

The craftsman who disassembled and crafted it was Onefix, a man who inherited the skills of the White Dragon Hiss, and the reinforcing material used was the rare and precious Glorious Wedgestone. This powerful combination naturally ensured exceptional quality.

Just as the alien forces were about to be crushed by the combined might of Rukatiye and XCOM, a massive white sphere floated over. Its outer shell was crafted from a specially forged alien alloy. Even within this shell, the psychic energy emanating from the sphere was formidable.

The Knights Templar were the first to react. They were extremely sensitive to psychic energy and could sense the opponent's tremendous psychic power just by the fact that it was floating over.

The air seemed to tremble unsteadily. After dispatching the alien before him, a Templar Knight looked toward the sphere floating several hundred meters away. He could sense the rapid mobilization of vast psychic energy in the distance, and the intense sense of danger made his hair stand on end. He quickly scanned the battlefield, then instinctively crept forward.

The next second, a massive beam of psychic energy flew past his head, piercing straight through his thick cover. Its force even ripped a massive hole through the cliff behind him. The sphere gathered its power once more, spinning from left to right.

"That ball! The white ball! It's coming! Get down! Get down!" the Templar shouted a warning. As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of psychic energy swept over his head. Dust flew in the distance, and anything over a meter tall was cut in half.

"Reporting the damage!" the XCOM captain's voice boomed from the distance. Each team immediately reported their losses.

[No injuries!] [Someone fell down! One person was injured!] [No injuries!]

Perhaps because the appearance of the sphere was too exaggerated, almost everyone became extremely wary of it.

When the Templars sounded the alarm, everyone ran to what they thought was a safe place. Apart from one unlucky person who jumped out of a building that was cut in half and injured himself, there were no casualties.

"I'm fine, too. I took a bullet and it hurts a bit. Oh, I didn't expect this armor to have so little magic resistance. If Strider had come over, he'd probably only have been slightly injured." Rukatiye's voice came out, sounding a little weak.

"Master! Are you injured?!" The Templars hurriedly looked for Rukatiye. If she died, half of the team would probably have to die to complete the mission.

"We can't let that white ball continue its attack! Fire the plasma blasts we have! XCOM suppressive fire! Save the Master!" the XCOM captain shouted. The squad unleashed the few remaining plasma blasts.

These expensive and incredibly powerful individual guided shells struck the massive sphere. The glow from the plasma shells' explosion enveloped the sphere. It seemed the saturation fire had destroyed it.

But even before the shells struck, the Templars noticed the sphere harnessing immense psychic energy. Its pristine white shell was enveloped in a layer of psychic energy, its dim circuits shimmering with a purple glow. The sphere had most likely survived the plasma blast.

"I'm fine, just a minor injury. I won't die." Rukatiye clutched her stomach, which had been ripped open, her organs spilling out. The sphere's psychic power was truly terrifying; her armored coat was instantly destroyed in half.

Rukatiye took out a long-unused elemental bottle and took two gulps to stabilize her stomach injury, then squeezed four drops of stone to slowly heal her body. After doing this, she sprinkled several packets of repair powder on the armored coat on her belly and abdominal muscles, barely repairing it.

"It's done, I'm back to normal." After making sure her abdominal muscles were functioning normally, Rukatiye picked up her weapon and stood up. Fortunately, she had many teammates here, and the sphere was being bombarded by XC OM's people, which had hindered her progress. Otherwise, she would have been killed by another psychic ray before she could recover.

[It took you less than a minute from reporting to being well?!] Although the XCOM captain already knew that Rukatiye had extraordinary recovery abilities, when this actually happened, he still found it hard to accept this fact.

"No problem, my body can function normally. Compared to this incident, the white ball is still alive, and I can still feel its powerful vitality." Rukatiye shook her head. The potion's healing effect was fading. She drank the second bottle of the three-in-one potion, replenishing her magic power and filling her body with vigorous energy again.

"I can sense its psychic energy is weakening. Our artillery shells have depleted its psychic energy reserves! We need to attack now!" The surrounding Templars quickly reported.

"Then press on!" the XCOM captain roared, leading his team out from behind cover. Soldiers from other factions also crouched, quickly moving toward the white sphere.

When the smoke and dust from the explosion gradually dissipated, people could see the white sphere again. Its surface was dented and deformed, showing traces of many burns and burns. Even a unit with such powerful psychic powers could not withstand the multiple rounds of plasma blaster fire.

These deformed shells unfolded with difficulty, revealing a fleshy, ball-like creature within, with dozens of tiny strips of flesh connecting the pure white shell. This shell was more like a custom-made psychic battle armor.

"Shoot! Shoot!" the XCOM commander shouted, but the remaining alien troops were still resisting stubbornly. Soon, several more of the charging aliens were hit by the plasma jets and fell to the battlefield, their lives uncertain.

The unfolding sphere was hit by dozens of plasma jets, but most of them were blocked by the outer shell panels that moved after unfolding. The fleshy ball within it extended several tentacles transformed by psychic energy. These tentacles quickly condensed into a huge psychic ball in the air and launched it towards the center of the battlefield.

The XCOM attackers immediately dispersed to avoid damage, but the psionic energy blast was still launched in the nick of time. The purple mass landed on the ground ahead and then suddenly exploded, reaching even the alien troops who hadn't yet fled. The violent psionic energy consumed everything in its range.

Several warriors were enveloped in the exploding psychic energy before they could even scream. When they reappeared, they were ragged corpses, controlled by the psychic energy. The Templars could feel their teammates' vitality being sucked from the sphere and transferred into it, their own vitality being used to replenish the sphere's deficit.

473 Nothing Happened

"Is that thing devouring vitality?" Because Rukatiye was too far away, she was unable to absorb the souls of the dead into her body, but she also felt that the white sphere was absorbing the souls.

She did not hesitate. With the help of the potion, she ran again, aiming directly at the strange white ball.

Not only the XCOM fighters, but also many aliens were affected by the exploding psychic energy. The violent psychic energy did not distinguish between friend and foe, turning the aliens into desiccated corpses, becoming puppets controlled by the psychic energy.

The sphere didn't seem to care if it hurt its allies, apparently just using them as health packs. However, thanks to it, there were almost no alien troops left around.

"Activate the cloaking device and run separately! This guy doesn't have much psychic energy left! If we keep moving, there's a chance we'll survive! Commander Lunna is sending reinforcements! But that will take time! We have to suppress this white ball before we can get the reinforcements!"

The XCOM captain covered his ears, having just finished a quick conversation with the XCOM commander. A group of Sky Rangers, armed with heavy firepower, were approaching.