Chapter 95
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Chapter 95
In no time, the Thunder Beasts had occupied the entire beach, with countless more still climbing up from behind.
When there was no more space to stand, they simply clambered atop their fellow beasts.
At a glance, the scene was densely packed— there had to be over tens of millions of them.
Qin Han thought to himself: Did he summon every single Thunder Beast from Thunder Lake?
No, that wasn’t it.
Something was very, very wrong.
Though he was observing the situation, his bow never ceased firing.
Yet, ever since the High Priest’s Formation appeared, the enemy’s HP seemed to stop decreasing.
No matter how hard he tried, their HP didn’t drop by even a sliver.
Moreover, he noticed something different.
The original Thunder Beasts had sharp, gleaming eyes, clearly intelligent, with considerable wisdom.
But now, these Thunder Beasts’ eyes were hollow, glowing with a Purple Light, and their bodies seemed somewhat illusory, not entirely real.
Could it be…?
Qin Han’s eyes suddenly turned cold.
“These are Puppet Blood Spirits!”
“You refined every single Thunder Beast in Thunder Lake?”
“No wonder a Level 30 Leader-level Monster Beast appeared in a Level 20 zone. You’re sacrificing your entire clan’s lives for your own ambition!”
Hearing this, the High Priest’s eyes flickered with an odd light.
“Impressive insight. You actually know of Puppet Blood Spirits.”
Since he’d been exposed, the High Priest no longer hid the truth.
“That’s right. With the Descenders appearing in this world, monsters like us are destined to become your nourishment.”
“To be blunt, in your terms, I was once just a Level 20 elite monster. If not for this refining ability, I would never have attained my current strength.”
“The growth speed of you Descenders is truly terrifying. In just a few days, even someone like me has been pushed to this desperate state.”
“Had I met you two days ago, I wouldn’t have lasted more than a few strikes.”
“But this is as far as you go.”
“Since you know of Puppet Blood Spirits, you should understand—these Thunder Beasts are now lifeless puppets. They are my nourishment.”
“Unless you can kill every single one of these tens of millions of Thunder Beasts, you won’t be able to harm me in the slightest!”
“You should also know that Puppet Blood Spirits are naturally immune to poison. Your Poison Barrier Aura is powerful, but it’s utterly countered by them.”
“Now, what can you possibly do?”
Qin Han felt a headache coming on.
Refining Puppet Blood Spirits was an extremely vile method.
Its Core involved refining the essence, energy, and spirit of beings sharing a bloodline with the caster, turning them into fuel for the caster’s power.
The hollowed-out husks were then transformed into poison-immune puppets.
What was even more disgusting was that these Blood Spirit puppets’ HP was linked to the caster’s.
Tens of millions of Thunder Beasts—their combined HP had to exceed billions.
His only area-of-effect attack, the Poison Barrier Aura, was hard-countered.
Relying solely on arrows?
Even if the enemy stood still and let him shoot, he wouldn’t be able to scratch a single point of HP.
If only I’d searched for another AOE method before coming here.
But who could’ve expected Thunder Poison Island to harbor such a terrifying Leader-level Monster Beast?
Even if he had foresight, he’d have needed to read a strategy guide.
Yet in his past life, the High Priest of Thunder Poison Island had never clashed with players.
What was he supposed to do now?
"It seems you've run out of tricks. Now it's my turn to attack."
The High Priest smirked triumphantly, raising his claw high before suddenly swinging it toward Qin Han—and the civilians behind him.
"Children, kill!!!"
"Slaughter every living soul in your sight!"
"Leave no trace of Thunder Poison Island standing!"
At his command, the shoreline trembled as dense hordes of Thunder Beasts began advancing forward. The horrifying sight sent chills down the spines of the civilians on the Altar, their legs shaking in terror.
Qin Han grew frantic.
He could flee—even forcibly take the Sword Maniac's wife with him.
But if he left now, the Unique Treasure staff would be lost!
As the Puppet Blood Spirits drew nearer, the Moonlight Shadow blade on his back suddenly began to vibrate.
In no time, the Thunder Beasts had occupied the entire beach, with countless more still climbing up from behind.
When there was no more space to stand, they simply clambered atop their fellow beasts.
At a glance, the scene was densely packed— there had to be over tens of millions of them.
Qin Han thought to himself: Did he summon every single Thunder Beast from Thunder Lake?
No, that wasn’t it.
Something was very, very wrong.
Though he was observing the situation, his bow never ceased firing.
Yet, ever since the High Priest’s Formation appeared, the enemy’s HP seemed to stop decreasing.
No matter how hard he tried, their HP didn’t drop by even a sliver.
Moreover, he noticed something different.
The original Thunder Beasts had sharp, gleaming eyes, clearly intelligent, with considerable wisdom.
But now, these Thunder Beasts’ eyes were hollow, glowing with a Purple Light, and their bodies seemed somewhat illusory, not entirely real.
Could it be…?
Qin Han’s eyes suddenly turned cold.
“These are Puppet Blood Spirits!”
“You refined every single Thunder Beast in Thunder Lake?”
“No wonder a Level 30 Leader-level Monster Beast appeared in a Level 20 zone. You’re sacrificing your entire clan’s lives for your own ambition!”
Hearing this, the High Priest’s eyes flickered with an odd light.
“Impressive insight. You actually know of Puppet Blood Spirits.”
Since he’d been exposed, the High Priest no longer hid the truth.
“That’s right. With the Descenders appearing in this world, monsters like us are destined to become your nourishment.”
“To be blunt, in your terms, I was once just a Level 20 elite monster. If not for this refining ability, I would never have attained my current strength.”
“The growth speed of you Descenders is truly terrifying. In just a few days, even someone like me has been pushed to this desperate state.”
“Had I met you two days ago, I wouldn’t have lasted more than a few strikes.”
“But this is as far as you go.”
“Since you know of Puppet Blood Spirits, you should understand—these Thunder Beasts are now lifeless puppets. They are my nourishment.”
“Unless you can kill every single one of these tens of millions of Thunder Beasts, you won’t be able to harm me in the slightest!”
“You should also know that Puppet Blood Spirits are naturally immune to poison. Your Poison Barrier Aura is powerful, but it’s utterly countered by them.”
“Now, what can you possibly do?”
Qin Han felt a headache coming on.
Refining Puppet Blood Spirits was an extremely vile method.
Its Core involved refining the essence, energy, and spirit of beings sharing a bloodline with the caster, turning them into fuel for the caster’s power.
The hollowed-out husks were then transformed into poison-immune puppets.
What was even more disgusting was that these Blood Spirit puppets’ HP was linked to the caster’s.
Tens of millions of Thunder Beasts—their combined HP had to exceed billions.
His only area-of-effect attack, the Poison Barrier Aura, was hard-countered.
Relying solely on arrows?
Even if the enemy stood still and let him shoot, he wouldn’t be able to scratch a single point of HP.
If only I’d searched for another AOE method before coming here.
But who could’ve expected Thunder Poison Island to harbor such a terrifying Leader-level Monster Beast?
Even if he had foresight, he’d have needed to read a strategy guide.
Yet in his past life, the High Priest of Thunder Poison Island had never clashed with players.
What was he supposed to do now?
"It seems you've run out of tricks. Now it's my turn to attack."
The High Priest smirked triumphantly, raising his claw high before suddenly swinging it toward Qin Han—and the civilians behind him.
"Children, kill!!!"
"Slaughter every living soul in your sight!"
"Leave no trace of Thunder Poison Island standing!"
At his command, the shoreline trembled as dense hordes of Thunder Beasts began advancing forward. The horrifying sight sent chills down the spines of the civilians on the Altar, their legs shaking in terror.
Qin Han grew frantic.
He could flee—even forcibly take the Sword Maniac's wife with him.
But if he left now, the Unique Treasure staff would be lost!
As the Puppet Blood Spirits drew nearer, the Moonlight Shadow blade on his back suddenly began to vibrate.
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