CHAPTER 236: CHAPTER 236: DIE (PLEASE SUBSCRIBE)

Evading Pei Yan’s firing line, Shangxing and Zhu Guangyi flanked from both sides, reaching their attack positions within moments. It seemed even the puppet warrior couldn’t withstand such a frenzied assault, its form trembling as if preparing to flee.

"Shape!" Zhu Guangyi, unwilling to let it escape, manipulated internal sources, flinging two lumps of gray cement to fix its legs in place. Meanwhile, Shangxing split into three clones, attacking from three directions behind the puppet, each punch causing its protective formation to tremble slightly.

Seeing the puppet besieged from all sides amid a storm of attacks, its protective glow fading, Xia Yu, standing beside Pei Yan, encouraged excitedly, "Keep going! Just a bit more and it won’t hold up!"

Just as she finished speaking, she was shocked to see the puppet undergoing another change. Its dull eyes fixated on Pei Yan, shooting out beams of light. Its body transformed, from chest to trapped legs, metal sheets unfolding to reveal countless talismans stuck inside. Its mouth opened in a grotesque manner, a thick tube protruding.

"Dodge! You can’t defend against this attack!" Feeling the energy rapidly expanding inside the puppet, cold sweat broke out on Shangxing and Zhu Guangyi’s foreheads as they leaped back, urgently warning Pei Yan.

"I’m pinned by a strange force! I can’t move!" Pei Yan expressed his anguish, his body immobilized as if nailed in place since the puppet’s eerie gaze targeted him.

"Get out! Don’t stay here!" Pei Yan turned to shout at Xia Yu, Zhao Yuanhu, and Hu Li beside him. Inside, a torrent of metallic flow frantically erected a metal wall before him. Fortunately, although his body couldn’t move, his internal source could still be used.

On the other side, Zhu Guangyi also retreated to his side, pouring vast lumps of gray cement down in abandon. He didn’t care about forming shapes, piling and solidifying them into a gray mound blocking Pei Yan, just as the puppet’s attack commenced.

Blinding brilliance forced onlookers to avert their gaze, dodging the scorching beam that swept the ground, instantly drying it. Corpses in the muddy ground emitted a brief burnt stench before turning to ash.

Boom! A colossal light beam crashed against the gray mound, making the battlefield’s ground tremble slightly. Seeing the rapidly dissolving cement mound, Pei Yan, sweating profusely, widened his eyes in anger. Could it really not withstand?

"Brother!" A familiar voice rang from behind, allowing Pei Yan to breathe a sigh of relief!

At the split-second of the cement mound’s collapse, one, two, three, a total of eight large photos descended from above! The flashing light column shot inside, its radiance fleeting.

Expending eight photos to transfer and split this enormous energy, Ye Jiumu’s knees buckled as he collapsed into the mud, his clothes soaked with sweat, muttering, "Made it just in time! Catch this!"

Turning his head, he raised a hand, intuitively aligned with his twin brother, Ye Ruozai, who understood his intention after that call. Signaling to the Secret Prison elites and Zheng Jia Ru, encircling the gray-haired youth, they cornered him before immediately jumping away.

Eight large photos reappeared to enclose the gray-haired youth, dispersing and slicing beams of light shooting out, enveloping him. Amid deafening explosions, the already battered Secret Prison high-rise finally crumbled, burying everything below.

"Thanks!" Pei Yan, now free from restraint post-attack, looked at the collapsed high wall, feeling a chill of fear. He stepped forward to help the kneeling Ye Jiumu, sincerely expressing gratitude.

"I knew you’d need me! With you, my courage has grown too, daring to interfere in battles of this caliber! This time really took a toll on me!" Ye Jiumu, wobbling, held his aching head, unsteadily standing and quipped.

Then he looked at Xia Yu, who approached and murmured, "But I’ve reached my limit. The rest is up to you!" With that, he fainted.

Watching Ye Jiumu, who blinked repeatedly at him before fainting, Pei Yan supported him, worriedly asking, "Shangxing, will Jiumu be okay?"

"It’s alright. The energy he absorbed was massive; his internal source is depleted. He’ll need to rest and recover for a while."

Hearing this, Pei Yan feigned a tragic look, handing Ye Jiumu to Xia Yu, glancing at Ye Jiumu’s covert thumbs-up. Determinedly, he jumped onto the heavily eroded cement mound.

Sensing the scorching remnant heat below, he looked ahead, at the far end of a flattened ground as if crushed by a steamroller. The mechanical puppet emitted heat, tilting its head, still staring at him expressionlessly.

Bam! Pei Yan casually fired a bullet forward, which upon contact with the puppet, triggered a ripple. Though the protective formation still existed, it was far dimmer now.

This puppet’s protective formation tier must be much higher than the one engraved on him!

Even though Pei Yan was awash in emotions, he had abandoned the idea of collecting it whole to have Engineer Li and others examine it later. His complacency and arrogance nearly cost him his life. Qi Yongfu’s dying advice left a strong impression, yet smooth battles made him gradually forget them. Today’s incessant battles taught him a harsh lesson.

Hu Wenjun once said that even Sword Control level immortals couldn’t withstand two missile strikes head-on. His single small rocket wasn’t nearly as powerful as a missile. Would ten rockets suffice? If not ten, then twenty! Thirty!

Driven by the near-death experience, Pei Yan’s gaze locked onto the mechanical puppet. His arms extended, his mechanical body rapidly expanded, transforming as rockets protruded!

"Fire!" With Pei Yan’s furious shout, a total of thirty rockets eagerly left his body, rushing toward their target.

The mechanical puppet, witnessing this scene, slowly regained movement amid creaking sounds, attempting to escape but too late. As the first rocket blasted it away, explosions erupted in sequence.

The puppet’s protective formation finally shattered after enduring seven rocket strikes. The remaining blasts thoroughly pounded its body.

Watching the soaring firelight, Pei Yan and those around him exchanged glances, mutually thinking, "It’s definitely dead this time!"