After Favorability Is Maxed

163 The Puppet (1)

The orange cat led the way in front. Her ears perked up vigilantly and twitched from time to time as she looked around vigilantly. Her amber vertical pupils flashed with a sharp light. In the dark, she was like an indomitable vanguard, silent.

When Chuichui was serious, even if she was wearing a cute cat disguise, people could still feel the fierce aura of her demon dragon.

However, as someone who had seen Chuichui’s best side and had the closest relationship with her, Liu Yuan’s expression was still very subtle.

He did not know when Chuichui would become pregnant and produce a whole new race.

Liu Yuan had the feeling of an old farmer looking forward to his harvest. He lowered his head and looked at the map that Chuichui had brought over. Comparing his knowledge of the Martial Emperor’s Tomb dungeon, he found the way out from his memory.

He drew the route on the paper and made a mark, but that did not mean he could get out immediately.

The Martial Emperor’s Tomb instance dungeon was not a place where one could leave just because they wanted to. When people walked in the underground passages, they would always trigger the mechanisms and monsters, which would also trigger the operation of the entire instance dungeon. The entrance would be sealed, and they could only leave after clearing the instance dungeon.

Previously, it was said that it would be a loss if they didn’t get some benefits. In fact, it was an additional reason. The key was that they couldn’t get out if they didn’t clear the game.

“This is the place.”

Chuichui stopped in her tracks and twitched her ears. In front of them was the exit of the passage. They walked forward and found that it was a relatively large space. It was circular in shape, with a dome above it. There were cauldron-shaped patterns on the four walls, and in front of it was a collapsed stone pile. It looked like a statue or something. They could vaguely see a huge palm that was more than five feet in size stuck inside.

Liu Yuan looked around and walked in slowly. As expected, he found many fresh corpses. The ground was covered in blood and traces of fighting. The density was beyond imagination. Just by looking at these traces, one could tell how tragic the scene was.

The dead bodies were all dressed in different clothes, but the way they died was not very decent. Liu Yuan squatted down and found the identity wooden token of Bi Luo Mansion in one of their clothes. It was different from his own, which meant this batch of people had been eliminated recently.

Liu Yuan rummaged through the bodies. All of them had been killed by the same weapon. The cut was smooth, but it did not look like a sword. It was too straight and the cut was too long. It looked more like a silk thread.

This was also the weapon that the mechanical puppets in the Martial Emperor’s Tomb instance dungeon were best at.

He raised his head and saw the dim light from the lamp on the stone wall.

“Strange, these lights didn’t light up when I left.”

Chuichui suddenly muttered in a strange voice.

“Be careful, the mechanical puppet here hasn’t left yet,” Liu Yuan said softly as he looked at the surrounding stone walls carefully. “When you see light flashing on the stone walls, immediately retreat.”

“Yes,” Zhiying replied from behind.

Chuichui arched her back and twitched her ears. Suddenly, she looked to the left and her pupils shrank. “Left side! They’re here!”

A series of sounds that sounded like gears being fitted together rang out, and the stone wall flashed with a trace of light.

Threads!

“Dodge first!” Liu Yuan shouted, and then he was immediately blocked by Chuichui, who had suddenly returned to her original form.

Buzzzzzz!

The demon dragon’s body was burning with glass-like flames. It swept Liu Yuan away and retreated a few hundred feet.

Zhiying quickly retreated, its small face looking warily at the stone wall.

The stone wall suddenly split open, and a human figure suddenly emerged from it. There were slender blades embedded in his arms, and he was wearing a light black armor. He looked like the Japan samurai in Liu Yuan’s impression, but this human figure had no facial features.

Buzzzzzz!

The blade cut through the heavy air in the tomb, and the human figure suddenly ran toward the few of them, his arms emitting a bright light.

Roar!!!

Thunk!

The demonic Dragon turned around and roared. It raised its claws and pressed the human figure to the ground.

She revealed an excited yet cruel smile. It had been a long time since she had fought. Today, she could finally enjoy herself!

The human figure’s full appearance could only be seen at this moment. It was a mechanical puppet made of wood. It had no facial features and no palm prints on its hands. However, the carving of its fingers was exquisite and lifelike. Compared to the other simple and crude aspects, it could be said to be perfect!

Such a delicate hand flipped over and caught the sliding blade.

Buzzzzzz!

The human figure turned around and sent his blade forward. However, Chuichui’s scales were extremely hard. Sparks flew from the collision, but she was not injured.

Creak creak creak!

The humanoid’s arm sank down as it was pressed down by Chuichui’s claws. His body structure was slightly dislocated and twisted.

“Hmph, Hmph, Hmph, you’ve seen how powerful Chuichui is!” The demonic dragon once again revealed her unruly side, and the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a proud expression.

She turned around and stole a glance at Liu Yuan.

Hmph, now that she had performed so well, there would definitely be a reward. She was extremely good to her mount.

Ka ka ka ka ka!

The sound of the mechanism turning was endless. The lamp on the stone wall suddenly turned, and a few silk threads stretched straight in the air, connecting to the puppet.

“Chuichui, let go of that thing! Retreat! Be careful to avoid those lines, there’s poison on them!” Behind her, Liu Yuan’s expression changed and he shouted, “Zhiying, go and cut down that lamp!”

“Yes.”

Buzzzzzz!

Zhiying’s figure instantly disappeared from his sight. Even if she had lost her spiritual energy, her physical strength was still very strong. It was just that she was still slightly inferior to a professional physical cultivator.

The human figure was linked by the threads, and its strength suddenly increased. It parried Chuichuan’s claws, and the force gradually increased, causing Chuichuan’s eyes to widen.

Ka!

The blade on the human-shaped arm suddenly broke, and his body was pressed down by Chuichui. However, he instantly made a posture of an iron bridge, twisted backward, and then jumped up, landing on the claws of the demon dragon.

Chuichui heard Liu Yuan’s words and immediately retreated. However, the human figure was as agile as a dancer, and the silk threads had already fallen around Chuichui.

With a clang, the silk thread was tightened by the human figure, forming a circular encirclement that attacked Chuichui!

Chuichui’s body was burning with flames, and the approaching threads were reflected in her pupils.

Crack!

The human figure’s movements came to an abrupt stop, and the silk thread drooped down in midair.

The tomb returned to silence.

Zhiying had already cut off the lamp and rolled to the side.

Chuichui took the opportunity to smash the puppet into pieces.

“Pant~~ pant~ pant~”

Liu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he saw the surrounding stone walls begin to flash with light. Countless threads appeared between the cracks of the bricks, like countless spider webs, forming a huge and dangerous nest.

The stone wall opened up one by one, and dozens of human figures wearing armor walked out, with sharp blades on their arms.

The corner of Liu Yuan’s mouth twitched. He finally knew how these people on the ground had died so miserably.