"Little Wolf, these strange creatures bear a striking resemblance to the spider demons of our Chinese legends. I wonder if you've ever encountered them?" Kurosawa's words carried a hint of inquiry.
"Oh? You mean Jorogumo?" A look of realization flashed in Su Yue's eyes. "No wonder that once a wound appears on their body, it can quickly heal, just like a lotus root with its threads still attached."
"Hehehe, it turns out our little wolf has quite a wide range of knowledge!" Kurosawa chuckled, his words carrying a hint of playfulness.
"Xiao Wei, look closely, the thin, thread-like filaments on the heads of these monsters are their key. Try to cut them!"
Luvia nodded and threw herself back into the battle.
Meanwhile, Park Duandiao, standing to the side, looked puzzled.
After all, the powerful reinforcements from the Grim Reaper Squad are about to arrive on the battlefield.
He could remain so calm and composed, chatting and laughing without moving an inch.
This scene is truly an unbelievable spectacle.
The people in front of me exuded a relaxed and at ease vibe.
Amplified by the power of "Blazing Blade," Luvia's attacks were like a raging storm.
The members of the Death Squad couldn't help but show obvious fear on their faces.
For them, it was about protecting that fragile yet vital wire overhead.
It is the primary law of action, with extremely high priority.
Although they are all among the emperor-level powerhouses, their combat strength is considerably inferior in comparison.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Wei was already following him like a shadow.
The double axes, imbued with intense heat, cleaved unstoppably towards the seemingly fragile filaments atop the puppet's head.
Unexpectedly, this fine thread was exceptionally tough.
Even the battle axe, imbued with the mythical power of "Fiery Blade," struck it heavily.
It only stirred up sparks, failing to sever it easily.
Not only that, but those fine threads that bounced back.
Unexpectedly, it became a sharp blade, leaving cuts on Luvie's skin.
Bright red blood flowed slowly along these delicate trails.
A striking red line stretched into the air.
Although the raging fire was helpless against the thin thread, it could not even leave the slightest trace of burning.
However, every drop of blood that clung to the silk thread became a catalyst for the flames.
The flames meandered upwards along the thin thread, like a lit fuse.
It emitted bursts of dazzling and eerie red light, dyeing the surrounding air with a fiery hue.
And that thin thread, licked by the flames, gradually revealed its true nature.
Like a metal wire placed in a furnace, it has undergone the baptism of high temperature and turned completely red and translucent.
Su Yue finally saw clearly the fine thread that Kurosawa had mentioned.
These seemingly insignificant threads become the imperceptible link between Death and those puppets, controlling everything.
"Interesting!" Su Yue nodded slightly, his eyes gleaming with interest.
However, the arrow in his hand also reacted at the same time.
"Whoosh—" Su Yue shot out an arrow, imbued with a variant of water-based power—the power of frost.
The S-rank talent "Split Attack" suddenly split into five branches in mid-air.
It aimed precisely at the thin threads above the heads of the five people, which were raging with intense red light and burning fiercely.
As expected, the arrow met the silk the moment it touched the silk.
It was like a fragile mantis facing a speeding car wheel, seemingly powerless.
A series of crisp, ear-piercing impacts rang out in succession.
Immediately afterwards, those arrows containing ice-based power were easily cut by those seemingly fragile threads.
Could it be that even the "piercing stone" of Hou Yi's Sun-Shooting Bow could not be cut through with a single blow?
"What incredible strength!"
However, given the current situation, Su Yue had no time to think further.
His fingers flew, unleashing a continuous stream of arrows imbued with the power of frosty ice.
Each arrow struck like a cold winter wind.
At the same time, Luvia spared no effort, her flaming blades drawing dazzling trajectories in the air.
They added blazing flames to those frost arrows, creating a dual attack of ice and fire.
Under this dance of ice and fire, even the most resilient threads gradually revealed their fragility.
Finally, under Su Yue's precise control, five arrows hit the same spot with perfect accuracy.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Five crisp sounds of breaking rang out almost simultaneously.
The five puppets, like kites torn apart by a storm, suddenly lost their balance and crashed heavily to the ground with a dull thud.
"Boom!"
Su Yue looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was coming from deep within the dark clouds, connected by thin lines.
The roar was like the deep and furious howl of "Lord Death".
However, those members of the Death Squad who should have been under the control of the Death God.
But it was as if a wild beast had broken free of its restraints, and it had fallen into an unprecedented frenzy.
Their once empty red eyes were now filled with madness and violence.
Covered in shocking bloodstains, it began an indiscriminate and irrational attack frenzy.
Liu Bi, who was in the lead, simply waved his hand casually, without the slightest hesitation or pity in his movements.
Two of his former subordinates were instantly dismembered, their hands and feet scattered all over the ground.
This is quite different from the wounds that could heal quickly on their own and were cleverly stitched up with fine threads.
This trauma is irreversible.
Blood splattered everywhere, and limbs flew off the ground.
After being injured again, they lose their ability to heal themselves, becoming no different from human zombies.
Su Yue was pleasantly surprised to discover that after losing that thin thread...
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