Chapter 174 Puppet Show

Suren himself had a deep understanding of necromantic spells.

He was well aware that necromancers manipulated the undead by using spells to trigger specific magic wave commands to achieve the control effect.

The principle was roughly like the exclusive frequency of a communicator, and this encrypted command execution was difficult to be interfered with by the outside world.

But what Cleopatra IX chanted just now was a secret spell that only the pharaohs of the Taris Protoss knew, and Suren naturally didn't understand it either. The reason why he was able to make these hundreds of thousands of mummies stiff was entirely due to physical control.

The Taris Protoss were, after all, humanoid races. Although they had some therianthropic forms, their structures were almost identical to humans. Moreover, corpses without consciousness were easier to control than living things. The threads directly interrupted and locked the nerves, joints, Qi channels, and magic flow. How could these mummies move?

"You have a remote control, but I cut off the power directly."

This was the best solution Suren had researched to deal with super-large undead legions.

Of course, this was also a method that only he could use.

…

Not far away, Kamul, Ralph, and Marcia were already dumbfounded.

They had thought they were doomed just now, but a magical alchemy that looked like puppetry had reversed the situation.

At the same time, doubts arose in their hearts: what exactly was this guy's profession?

Several people had keen perception. After a moment of doubt, they understood that the energy threads had imprisoned the mummies in a clever way.

It looked like a physical restriction at the level of biological structure, which, in theory, was not difficult to do as long as one was proficient in anatomy.

But the difficulty was... the quantity.

This was hundreds of thousands of mummies!

They thought of the puppet masters in their respective planes. Being able to control hundreds of puppets was already considered a grandmaster of puppetry. What was going on with this "Nicholas" right now?

The three of them were mortals who could touch the pinnacle of power beneath the divine level. Looking at the ability displayed by this teammate of the same rank, they felt something very strange in their hearts.

It wasn't just because he was strong, but a kind of indescribable shock.

A puppeteer couldn't be a side job.

From the looks of it now, this unpretentious Nicholas was really a puppet alchemist?

In other words, the various abilities he had shown before were all his side job as a puppeteer?

Was this the alchemist regarded as "taboo" in ancient legends?

Was he really so ridiculously strong?

…

On the other side, Pharaoh Cleopatra IX, as the summoner of the undead, was also full of gloom.

The sarcasm on her face was gone, and looking at the stiff mummies, only chilling killing intent remained in her eyes.

The always-victorious divine術 of the Taris clan had been suppressed?

This gave her a sense of inexplicable crisis.

This was blasphemy against the gods, and blasphemy against the ancestors in the tomb.

At this moment, she chanted another mysterious spell: "￥%#%#..."

The hundreds of thousands of mummies struggled and trembled, seeming to want to respond to the call of the spell and act again.

But there was nothing wrong with the spell. The problem was that their bodies needed to be able to move!

As time went by, more and more threads fell down. More and more threads were inserted into the individual mummies. Suren had steadily taken control of the entire field.

Although there were still a very small number of high-level mummies that were unaffected and still fighting, without the battle-array-level [Pharaoh's Curse] domain, these dried-up corpses were not too threatening to the four god-devil summoners.

At this time, the catwoman pharaoh still wanted to use spells to resurrect more mummies from the coffins, but it was useless.

No matter how many mummies came out, they would immediately be firmly controlled by the threads. And she looked at the huge alchemy cross in the sky. This術士 also had an almost perfect structure, making it impossible to interrupt.

With just this one move, the situation was reversed.

…

The entire yellow sand plane had an unknown super-restriction: prohibiting the descent of the divine level.

And in this sealed tomb, the battle formation composed of hundreds of thousands of mummies was already an invincible army. Even demigods would have to drink their hatred on the spot in minutes.

Therefore, below the divine level, it was theoretically impossible for anyone to break the situation.

However, the existence of Suren, this puppet master, directly broke this deadlock.

The centaur Kamul and the other two were not idle either. Now that the mummy army was restricted, it would be strange if they didn't seize such a good opportunity!

At the moment the turning point appeared, the three of them launched a lightning-like blitz.

Pharaoh Cleopatra IX had used most of her magic on necromantic summoning術 and hadn't reacted yet, so she was killed again.

This was the fourth time she had been killed.

Although the [Key of Eternal Life] flashed with divine light, Pharaoh Cleopatra IX was resurrected again. But this time, whether it was Suren or the other three, they could see that her resurrection speed was not as fast as before.

This slight difference made several people confirm at the same time: resurrection also had a price, and the divine-level life energy stored in the key was also limited!

Seeing this, Kamul, Ralph, and Marcia all went all out, preparing to kill this woman again.

Kill her a few more times, and they would always find an opportunity to break the situation.

However, although the situation seemed to be very good, Suren in the alchemy array became more and more cautious.

Although maintaining the puppet theater would not affect his own combat power, he had not taken action much and only occasionally used the Black Scythe to make up for the damage from afar.

But his eyes had been carefully observing the every move of Cleopatra IX, who seemed to be forced into retreat.

Based on the information collected so far, he was almost 100% sure that he could kill this Cleopatra pharaoh.

Now he was just waiting for a time that was bound to appear.

But what Suren was worried about was something else.

The actions of the demon god contractor had been going on for at least tens of thousands of years. In the memories Suren had harvested, there had been several "pharaoh assassinations" and "tomb intrusion events" in the previous millennia.

But those predecessors had not succeeded, which meant that the danger was definitely greater than it appeared on the surface.

Suren didn't think that his combat power was slightly more special than that of the same rank, so he was qualified to ignore the risks of this secret-filled pyramid dungeon.

There were too many things in this tomb that even he couldn't understand. Therefore, the means of the Taris clan to protect the tomb could not be limited to that pharaoh.

While the great battle was in full swing, Crow Da Ye had already flown to all parts of the tomb, browsing the spells from the *Book of the Dead* on the rock walls and murals in the dim environment.

…

The rhythm of the battle was similar to what they had expected. The four of them joined forces, making the demigod pharaoh a pushover.

The barbarian Ralph's combat power was as he had said before. Even he alone was confident that he could defeat a demigod. Now that four top powerhouses joined forces, they had killed Cleopatra IX for the fifth time in a short period of time.

However, gradually, Suren also discovered that an indescribable cold feeling was getting stronger and stronger in the entire dungeon.

He didn't expect this abnormality at all. Instead, he looked forward to it in his heart: "The power of faith... She is finally going to use this power…"

And this was the time he was waiting for!

As expected, he was not disappointed. After Cleopatra IX was resurrected again, she chanted another mysterious incantation: "￥%#&%..."

Suren squinted at the shape of her mouth and listened to the incantation. In the All-Knowing Eye, he also observed the laws triggered by the spell's syllables. He also muttered to himself, "The god of the underworld, please grant me divine power and summon the sand soldiers to appear..."

This was another spell from the *Book of the Dead*, secretly passed down by the pharaohs.

But at this moment, in Suren's eyes, it no longer looked completely incomprehensible as before.

After fighting for so long, the more methods Cleopatra IX used, the fewer secrets she had.

At the same time as this spell was chanted, the barbarian Ralph, who was far away, saw that the situation was not good and shouted violently, "Not good! She is going to summon the power of faith. Kill her quickly and get the key!"

Suren knew that these words were mostly said to himself.

Although the other three were strong and could kill the pharaoh, their methods could not stop the resurrection and the descent of this divine power.

And they could only place their hopes on the most mysterious alchemist in the team.

However, Cleopatra IX was, after all, a demigod powerhouse. Hearing these words, sarcasm appeared on her face again. She hadn't done nothing when she was killed a few times just now. Now that she was blessed with divine power, no one but a god could defeat her in the ancestral tomb!

Marcia, the Dragon Girl who was closest to her, wanted to interrupt the descent of divine power. She opened her mouth and spat out a scorching dragon flame that distorted even the void, hitting the Cleopatra pharaoh directly.

However, the dragon flame, which could previously melt the demigod domain field, was blocked several meters in front of Cleopatra IX.

Looking closely, it was a thin yellow sand shield that exuded divine power.

A layer of yellow sand blocked the dragon's breath. This was simply unbelievable.

Seeing this, Cleopatra IX snorted coldly and said indifferently, "The fact that you few can force me to this point is indeed surprising. It seems that the one who summoned you is not simple!"

Before she finished speaking, several tall sand soldiers holding spears had condensed from the yellow sand beside her in the blink of an eye.

As soon as these sand soldiers appeared, one of them raised a shield to block Kamul the centaur's rain of destruction arrows. Another sand soldier struck like lightning, stabbing Ralph's axe. Blood and divine light collided, and the barbarian, known for his strength, was blasted away.

Seeing this, the four of them immediately judged that each of the sand soldiers with the blessing of divine power had the combat power of a demigod!

Looking closely, there were actually eight sand soldiers here.

This did not include Cleopatra IX, who was blessed with divine power and whose aura was so high that it made people's scalps tingle!

She raised her hand and pointed, and the eight sand soldiers attacked the four of them like ghosts.

With two against one, the sand soldiers suppressed the barbarian Ralph and the other two so much that they couldn't breathe.

They could indeed face a demigod head-on, but that didn't mean they could face two demigod-level combatants at the same time.

Kamul the Centaur transformed into a series of phantoms, running wildly on his four legs to create distance and find a sniping opportunity.

On the other side, Dragon Girl Marcia was pierced through her dragon scales by a divine spear and also shouted urgently, "Damn it, think of a way!"

One against two, she couldn't hold on for long.

Only Suren, who was farther away, still had no change in expression.

How could he not know the anxiety of the other three?

But he couldn't do anything about this kind of divine power condensing sand soldiers.

The All-Knowing Eye had already identified that these sand soldiers were almost completely immune to physical and magical attacks and could not be killed at all.

Moreover, they were not living beings, so the threads couldn't control them.

With these eight sand soldiers here, let alone four ninth-tier powerhouses, even four demigods couldn't do anything.

The only hope for breaking the situation was still on the controller, Cleopatra IX.

Suren watched as the two sand soldiers, already holding their spears only a foot away from his head. His expression suddenly turned stern, and he transmitted his thoughts, "Act!"

In the next moment, a bizarre scene was staged again.

The eight sand soldiers blessed with divine power actually stopped strangely on the spot!

…

"What happened?!"

Kamul the Centaur, Ralph the Barbarian, and Marcia the Dragon Girl were all stunned.

Looking at the sand soldiers who had been suppressing them just now without moving, their eyes instinctively looked at "Nicholas".

Although they hoped in their hearts that he could get rid of these sand soldiers, they didn't think that these sand soldiers with demigod combat power could be killed.

Therefore, the problem could only be with the source!

The three of them turned their faces and looked over. Cleopatra IX, who was standing in the air in the distance, had a stiff expression. Her eyes actually showed a bloody color. Had her jewel-like blue pupils become two strange red moons?

"Mind control?"

Seeing this scene, Ralph and the other two vaguely had a guess in their hearts: this pharaoh was controlled!

But at the same time, the three of them also had a ghostly expression. Could that Nicholas guy also use mental secrets?

The key was... could he control a demigod with the descent of divine power?

This was simply impossible!

A demigod with the blessing of the power of faith could definitely not be controlled by any mental secrets below the divine level.

…

Suren naturally didn't have that ability.

It was Pandora who had taken action!

This long-hidden Tsukuyomi大神 had stolen the power of faith in the tomb.

After observing for so long and preparing so many methods, she was just waiting for this moment!

But now was not the time to explain. Suren seized the opportunity and charged towards Cleopatra IX with the Black Scythe in hand.

When the other three saw this, a strange look flashed on their faces. They also knew that the opportunity could not be missed and took action at the same time! However, it was estimated that this substantial killing intent stimulated some kind of secret technique, causing the blood color in Cleopatra IX's eyes to fade away instantly. She suddenly woke up.

Seeing that the four of them had already appeared close to her face, she quickly raised her hand and cast a divine power to block the killing move.

The Black Scythe, axe, dragon fist, and arrows hit Cleopatra IX almost at the same time. Even though this demigod had propped up a divine power shield at the last moment, it was far from the invincible defense it had been before. Under the joint attack of the four, it broke with a "dong" sound. She spat out a mouthful of turbid blood and exploded like a cannonball for thousands of meters, overturning a large number of coffins before stopping.

Cleopatra IX stood up from the ruins with an incredible expression and roared, "Damn it, what did you do? Why is my divine power flowing away…"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly thought of something, "No, you did something to my body before!"

Suren's eyes flashed with coldness when he heard this.

It was too late to wake up now!

In fact, from the moment he saw that this Cleopatra's body outside had no soul, Suren had already thought of this plan.

That's why he put the body in an ordinary storage ring instead of directly putting it in the small void realm, because he felt that the body might come in handy.

And he hadn't done nothing during this time of holding the body. Pandora had already made various divine secrets to mark the body, leaving a special back door for divine power theft.

The reason why Suren didn't act in advance during the fierce battle just now was to give Pandora enough time.

He had even chosen the tomb as the battlefield for the pharaoh in advance!

From the memories he had harvested from the Taris Protoss, it was very clear that a large number of mummies in the tomb could be resurrected. They guarded the tomb, and no living people could escape.

This was also the most important reason why the pursuers didn't come in.

Suren guessed at the time that this might be part of the tomb's defense mechanism.

Because he himself had a deep understanding of corpses, mummies were not a big problem for him.

In his Plan A, even if the threads couldn't control the mummies, he still had his own "Plan B".

If everything failed, he would directly summon a million-strong puppet army to kill them all!

Although the risk of both sides being injured was not small, the risk was great everywhere in this yellow sand plane.

If the plan could succeed, it would minimize the risk instead.

And because there was enough information to support it, Suren's powerful calculation ability as a [Blasphemer] had already deduced any possible occurrences. For example, after this pharaoh was resurrected and couldn't beat the four of them, she would definitely borrow the power of faith.

Suren didn't think he had the ability to kill a divine-power-blessed demigod powerhouse in the Taris clan's tomb.

In this situation, Pandora's faith theft could come in handy!

And the fact was as planned. Because she had done something to the body in advance, Cleopatra IX had already been hit by Tsukuyomi's illusion before she summoned the power of faith.

It was just like now!

Even if Cleopatra IX was vigilant enough, it was useless, because Suren hadn't given her any time to breathe after she was resurrected from the moment he killed Saintess Jay!

Now, this female pharaoh was seriously injured by the joint attack of the four. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the pupils in her eyes alternated rapidly between blue and bloody moons, as if two wills were frantically fighting for control of the body.

The barbarian Ralph and the other two hadn't understood what had happened yet, but when Suren saw this, he rushed up again without hesitation.

In an instant, hundreds of meters, and in the blink of an eye, the Black Scythe was already on the pharaoh's neck.

In a battle between top powerhouses, a small mistake was enough to determine the outcome, let alone a fatal situation like fighting for control of the body.

Horror and an eerie expression replaced each other on Cleopatra IX's face. Suren easily cut off her head with the Black Scythe.

And this time, the [Key of Eternal Life] in this beauty's hand didn't emit any light. Because divine power needed a connection of faith, and after stealing the faith, she could be killed! On Cleopatra IX's severed head, which was thrown out, her expression was full of unwillingness, and it could be seen that she was still trying her best to grasp the power of resurrection.

But how could Suren give her a chance?

The Reaper phantom behind him made a move, directly swallowing the "grey mist".

The resurrection energy in this Anka talisman couldn't sense the power of faith and couldn't protect her soul.

Suren harvested the soul and then breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that he had truly killed this Taris clan's demigod powerhouse this time!

Killed her?

In the distance, the barbarian Ralph and the other two, who originally wanted to rush up to help, were overjoyed.

They watched as the light of the key no longer lit up and as the body showed no signs of resurrection.

The four people in the tomb breathed a sigh of relief and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

At this moment, they saw the hope of success.

…

Now that there was no one to stop them, as long as they put the [Key of Eternal Life] on the altar, the demon god contract would be lifted.

But Suren looked at the key in his hand, and his expression became serious again.

In this mysterious pyramid tomb, the trouble was far more than just what he saw.

Humans couldn't casually interfere in the affairs of demon gods.

Suren felt that what they were going to face next might be the greatest danger that had truly prevented the "predecessors" from succeeding for tens of thousands of years.