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Chapter 188: Playing in the Palm of the Hand

Iron Peak turned his head and immediately saw Cheng Han's figure.

He knew very well that he had unknowingly stepped into the trap set by the other party.

At this moment.

The deputy lieutenant found that his mood was calmer than expected, and he sighed, "Cheng Han, when did you start paying attention to me?"

Cheng Han honestly replied, "When you were fighting the puppet corpse just now, I sensed something unusual, but I wasn't sure."

This statement was half true and half false.

At first, he was indeed unsure, but after deducing it once, he was completely certain that something was wrong with the other party.

Iron Peak smiled self-deprecatingly, "You just formed the supervision team and appointed me as the leader. I thought you trusted me more."

Cheng Han's gaze was cold and clear, "I don't trust anyone except myself."

In other words, he had never trusted the supervision team.

The other three soldiers exchanged glances secretly but didn't say anything.

Iron Peak seemed to have a desire to chat, "You don't want to get close to anyone, as if you don't have any friends. Don't you feel lonely?"

Cheng Han calmly replied, "The topic of friends is meaningless to me because no one can keep up with my progress."

Iron Peak nodded, "You're right."

The deputy lieutenant thought for a moment and said, "Then you are destined to be lonely."

Cheng Han remained indifferent, "Loneliness is not a bad thing. When a person is lonely, they can truly understand their own heart."

Iron Peak agreed, "Indeed, in the dream just now, I walked the path of our ancestors alone and discovered that I have the soul of a Sartrean."

Cheng Han shook his head, "That's just an illusion."

Iron Peak's tone was firm, "It's real!"

Cheng Han sighed, "The foreign god has woven a fictional memory for you, and you actually believe it without a doubt. Mortals are nothing but ants to be played with in front of the gods."

Iron Peak remained unmoved, "I have found the true meaning of life from the path of our ancestors."

Cheng Han mocked, "It seems that your life in the first half was empty, with nothing worth mentioning, so you are willing to take a fictional memory as the meaning of life."

Iron Peak was a bit speechless, "You haven't experienced it, so you will never understand."

Cheng Han changed the topic, "I've been chatting with you for so long, aren't you ready yet? It seems that what you gained from the path of our ancestors is even more useless than I imagined."

Iron Peak was surprised, "How do you know?"

Cheng Han sneered, "The bullshit 'path of our ancestors' you mentioned, if it didn't show any supernatural aspects, how could you be brainwashed so easily?"

Iron Peak's anger showed on his face, "You insulted our ancestors repeatedly, and you will pay the price for it!"

Cheng Han's tone was filled with pity, "Did your ancestors tell you what happened thirty thousand years ago and where your ancestral land went?"

Iron Peak shook his head, "No!"

Cheng Han smiled, "The gods of the Wan Hao people, the legendary gods, gods, and god emperors, used the power of the divine seal to shatter the ancient continent."

He pointed to the ground, "This Wan Hao Divine Banyan Tree absorbed and utilized most of the remnants of the ancestral land, allowing it to grow into the super divine tree it is today."

Iron Peak was half skeptical.

Cheng Han smiled, enunciating each word, "Your ancestors, your gods, are all worthless dogs!"

Iron Peak roared in anger, "Cheng Han, I'm going to kill you!"

The deputy lieutenant roared, and his body underwent an astonishing mutation in an instant. His skin rapidly hardened, black scales grew, and two small horns emerged from his forehead.

It was the Satrean warrior!

Not the complete form.

But it already possessed some of the characteristics.

"Roar~"

Iron Peak's fist came over, bringing with it an extremely sharp whistle.

Compared to before the transformation, the speed and strength of this punch had more than doubled.

At the same time.

The other three warriors also started to attack together.

"Bang!"

Cheng Han's head exploded.

Various red and white substances flew everywhere.

Iron Peak laughed madly, "Those who blaspheme the gods shall die!"

"Ah~"

A sigh suddenly sounded.

It was Cheng Han's voice.

In the next instant.

Iron Peak only felt a blur before him. The headless corpse lying on the ground, which had just been Cheng Han, had now turned into a detained warrior.

This deputy school lieutenant was dumbfounded.

No way?

Did I kill the wrong person?

Cheng Han's figure was nowhere to be seen, but his voice came from all directions, "The power bestowed upon you by your ancestors, is it meant for slaughtering your Satyr brethren? Your ancestors have indeed taught you well!"

This was undoubtedly a blatant humiliation.

Iron Peak's eyes turned red in an instant, "I will definitely kill you!"

This person looked at the remaining two warriors with a murderous gaze, "Which one of you is Cheng Han?"

Both of them shook their heads in fear.

"I am not Cheng Han!"

"Neither am I!"

But Iron Peak disregarded them and shouted, "One of you must be Cheng Han. As long as I kill all of you, Cheng Han will naturally be killed by me!"

This guy was originally a powerful deputy school lieutenant, and now his strength had been greatly enhanced. These two people were no match for him at all and were quickly killed with their heads exploding.

After a moment.

Cheng Han's voice echoed softly, "Temporary enhanced power is not one's own power. It has too many flaws. As long as a small plan is executed, it will instead become someone else's weapon."

As soon as he finished speaking.

An astonishing change occurred before Iron Peak's eyes.

He saw that the empty spaces that were once there were now filled with soldiers, and everyone was looking at Iron Peak with strange eyes.

Even the three soldiers who had their heads blown off were standing intact beside them.

Including the three of them, a group of brainwashed individuals all had an obvious look of fear on their faces.

Iron Peak's heart sank deeply, "Am I under an illusion?"

This guy thought that he could definitely overpower Cheng Han with the powerful strength he obtained from his ancestors, but he ended up being played in the palm of his hand.

Cheng Han ignored him and looked at the several brainwashed individuals, "Do you still believe in your ancestors? Do you really think the ones you encountered in your dreams were your ancestors?"

He sensed that Iron Peak had a problem, so he took the opportunity to set up this trap, with the purpose of shattering these people's illusions about their ancestors and making them understand that they had become tools of the foreign gods.

Saying it ten thousand times is not as effective as seeing a real-life example.

The group of people shook their heads repeatedly.

In the eyes of several of them, there was a clear sense of disillusionment.

At this moment.

The black scales on Tiefeng's body gradually faded away.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, showing extreme remorse: "Cheng Han, I was wrong! I was tempted by a foreign god, I beg for your forgiveness."

Cheng Han remained silent.

Gao Jiuzheng, the deputy lieutenant of the Third Battle Group, sarcastically said, "Old Iron, didn't you used to say that everyone should take responsibility for their actions? Aren't you going to take responsibility for your own actions?"

This sentence mercilessly exposed Tiefeng's disguise.

Because of this person's words and actions, which were clearly contrary to his past behavior, it was obvious that he was lying to save his own life.

Others immediately shouted.

"Execute Tiefeng!"

"Kill him!"

"Turn Tiefeng into a war corpse!"

Tiefeng dropped his disguise and cursed bitterly: "Wan Haoren, you are destined to..."

Before he could finish his words.

He abruptly stopped.

"Poof! Poof!"

Large vines suddenly emerged from the ground and wrapped Tiefeng up like a dumpling.

Although his strength was great and he broke free from many vines, more vines kept sprouting, suppressing him and rendering him immobile. Some vines forcefully pried open his mouth and inserted a seed.

A few moments later.

Tiefeng became completely quiet.

The hatred in his eyes also forever subsided.

Cheng Han sighed silently and gave the order expressionlessly: "Rest for five minutes, then continue to clear the phantom insects."

"Yes!"

Although he obtained a more powerful war corpse and gained some insights into the secrets of the Satiren divine warriors, Cheng Han couldn't feel any joy.

He knew very well that if a few more internal conflicts were to occur, the entire team would eventually fall apart.

I am just a newcomer.

Why do I have to bear the responsibility of maintaining a team?

*

Due to the brainwashing of a small number of soldiers, a portion of the team had to be assigned to guard them, resulting in fewer soldiers participating in the battle. However, the speed of clearing the area actually increased significantly.

Because Cheng Han personally took action.

Especially the two puppet war corpses, they displayed tremendous combat power, deeply shocking all the soldiers.

For example:

A group of soldiers had just discovered the whereabouts of a phantom insect when they heard a faint "bang bang" sound behind them.

It sounded like footsteps, but the frequency was unbelievably fast.

Instinctively, everyone turned their heads and caught a glimpse of two shadows swiftly moving along the walls, their speed too fast to be captured by the naked eye.

The team was momentarily stunned, and someone exclaimed, "My goodness, are these Cheng Han's war corpses? How can they run so fast on the walls?"

One second later.

Strange noises came from the corner of the passage ahead.

The team quickly waved their hands and said, "Hurry over and take a look!"

A group of people hurriedly rushed over, but they saw nothing.

The shadows had disappeared without a trace.

The virtual insects have also disappeared without a trace.

A tall soldier twitched his nose and pointed to a corner not far away, shouting, "There are a few spots of liquid there, it looks like virtual insect bodily fluid."

The team leader was a bit confused, "The virtual insects were killed by the corpse soldiers? Did the corpses take away the bodies?"

The tall soldier nodded, "Seems like it."

The team leader was greatly surprised, "My goodness! This is too fast!"

The tall soldier also clicked his tongue in amazement, "It seems that we greatly underestimated the combat power of the corpse soldiers."

For example:

Another team of soldiers chased three virtual insects into a large cave.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

One virtual insect let out a screech.

The three virtual insects climbed up the wall and rushed in different directions.

The team leader decisively shouted, "Pair up and attack separately, don't let any of them escape!"

Just at that moment.

Two shadows fell from above.

The next moment.

Everyone witnessed an astonishing scene with their own eyes.

The two shadows exploded.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Thousands of slender vines split into three large clusters out of thin air, flying tens of meters in an instant, attacking each of the three insects and tightly entwining them.

In the blink of an eye.

The insect corpses visibly shriveled up a bit and completely lost their movement.

They were dead.

The vines immediately detached from the insect corpses and reassembled into two humanoid shadows, carrying the insect corpses and leaving.

The entire process.

Took less than a second!

Fast!

Too fast!

Powerful!

Too powerful!

This team of soldiers looked at the disappearing shadows, with only these two thoughts in their minds.

After a while.

The group of people snapped back to reality and began discussing in low voices.

"Did you notice that the corpse soldiers seem to be able to absorb the bodily fluids of the insects?"

"Isn't this the method of energy recovery used by the Divine Banyan? I didn't expect Cheng Han to secretly research it!"

"I actually think that the 'splitting and combining' method of the corpse soldiers is the most terrifying technique, it leaves them with no flaws."

"I think so too! Perhaps only the arcane arts can restrain the corpse soldiers. Soldiers who haven't mastered the characteristics of the arcane arts are just serving themselves up as food in front of the corpse soldiers!"

"The Qingyin talisman can actually achieve this level, today we truly gained a lot of insight!"

"In the two hundred years since the establishment of the Black Mountain Camp, perhaps only Cheng Han has discovered the true potential of the Qingyin talisman!"

Thanks to the reader 'Dongfeng Bentian' for the reward!

(End of this chapter)