Almost everything in the room was made of bronze, and each piece was extremely hard and sharp.
After observing them carefully, Zero discovered that these weapons were all forged.
The person who forged these weapons must have been an extremely skilled master!
"Let's leave quickly!"
For some reason, Zero felt a little uncomfortable looking at the puppet in front of him.
As for these weapons, he has no use for them.
Therefore, Zero does not intend to linger here, but rather plans to leave as soon as possible.
The dragon glanced at the puppet in front of it, then at Zero, hesitated for a moment, and then followed behind Zero.
Zero turned around and strode forward.
Just then, the puppet suddenly let out a roar, its voice filled with rage. Then, the puppet slowly raised its legs and stomped forward with force!
With a muffled thud, the entire bronze floor was shattered by the puppet's foot!
The ground shook as well.
Both Zero and Demon Dragon felt a tremor beneath their feet and quickly steadied themselves.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Looking at the puppet in front of him, the demonic dragon couldn't help but curse.
The puppet let out a roar, then raised its foot again and stomped forward!
This time, the puppet didn't use any tricks or fancy moves; it went straight for the demonic dragon and reached it in the blink of an eye. Then it raised its arm and smashed it down at the dragon.
The dragon glanced at it, and without the slightest hesitation, threw a punch.
"Bang!"
Their fists collided, producing a loud crash.
Both fists erupted with a burst of blinding sparks, and behind the sparks, a faint orange light flickered.
"Bang bang bang—"
The puppet's fists struck the demonic dragon again and again, while the demonic dragon's fists repeatedly clashed with the puppet's.
"Bang—bang bang—"
Each time the dragon's fist clashed with the puppet's fist, a resonant sound would be heard.
Both were incredibly powerful, but the puppet's defenses far exceeded their expectations.
Although the puppet's attacks are not very fierce, its defense is extremely strong.
Even with the immense power of the dragon's fist, it was unable to cause any damage to the puppet.
It should be noted that the Demon Dragon is a magical beast that has lived for tens of thousands of years. Its strength is hundreds or thousands of times greater than that of other monsters of the same level, and its attack power is also extremely astonishing.
But now the puppet's defense was even stronger than his own, and the demonic dragon couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed:
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this? How can its defense be so insane? Is this even a human puppet?"
His fists landed on the puppet again and again, producing muffled thuds, but the puppet's skin remained completely unharmed.
On the other hand, the dragon's body was becoming increasingly disheveled.
The dragon was secretly astonished. What on earth was this thing?
Even his power couldn't cause it the slightest damage.
At this moment, the puppet's attacks were getting faster and faster, with countless fist shadows shooting towards the demonic dragon.
The demon dragon dared not be careless and quickly dodged, but these fist shadows seemed to have a spirit and always followed behind the demon dragon.
"boom--"
While dodging the puppet's punches, the dragon continued to swing its fists at the puppet.
but! !
The puppet's attack speed increased rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the demonic dragon was hit several times by the puppet's fists.
The dragon's face showed a pained expression.
The puppet's power is simply too great; he's already finding it difficult to hold on.
If it were his true form, he would definitely be able to defeat this puppet, but now that the two of them are underground, if the demonic dragon were to manifest its true form, this place would collapse instantly...
This is really a dilemma.
Zero, who was not involved in the battle, was carefully observing the fight between the dragon and the puppet, hoping to find the puppet's weakness or a way to defeat it.
However, his attention was not on the puppet at all, but on the bead on the puppet's right wrist.
The bead emitted a pale green light and looked very beautiful.
Upon seeing the bead, Zero was overjoyed.
He discovered that whenever the puppet was about to attack, the bead on his wrist would flash rapidly, though only for a fleeting moment, which Zero still managed to catch.
If he's not mistaken, this bead should be the source of power that controls the puppet's movement, as well as its attack and defense.
Once we take it down, this puppet will be no threat.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile. With a thought, a long sword appeared in his palm.
The longsword was entirely white, radiating a crystal-clear luster.
This is the very weapon that I obtained with Ziyou in the stone chamber.
Zero gently stroked the scabbard, feeling the chill emanating from the longsword, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
He narrowed his eyes, stomped his feet hard on the ground, and his body soared into the air, flying towards the puppet.
He was very fast, and appeared in front of the puppet in the blink of an eye.
His longsword flashed through the air, white arcs shooting towards the beads on the puppet's wrist...
"Bang"
With a loud bang, a white light struck the bead, producing a crisp and melodious sound.
Surprisingly, the white sphere remained completely unharmed. Instead, Zero felt as if his sword had struck steel and was bounced back.
A look of surprise crossed his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
Just a moment ago, the puppet's wrist also emitted bursts of white light, deflecting the longsword back.
At this moment, Zero became even more convinced that the bead was the key to controlling the puppet, so he once again swung his longsword and thrust it at the bead several times in succession.
However, the result was the same as before.
The white sphere on the puppet's wrist remained completely unharmed, while Zero's wrist was numb and his hand ached from the force of the recoil from the sword.
Zero cursed inwardly, never expecting that his immense power would be reflected back by a mere bead. How humiliating!
He was secretly furious, but he didn't show it on his face and continued to swing the long sword in his hand.
Just then, the white sphere suddenly disappeared from the puppet's wrist, transforming into a fist-sized grayish-brown stone that hovered above the puppet's head and began to spin continuously.
When the puppet saw a stone above its head, it seemed very unhappy. It reached out, grabbed the stone, and squeezed it hard. With a "crack," the stone shattered, and a black bead fell down.
Seeing this, Ling quickly leaped up and picked up the black bead.
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