Chu Zhixiao fired a few shots in a row, but they were aimed at the feet of the infected people. The high-temperature metal particles melted the deck, leaving more than ten shocking holes. Countless fanatical infected people fell into the cabins below from the holes and were unable to climb back up immediately.
Yuan Kou also waved his arms like a windmill, throwing more infected people into the lower cabin, piling them up like a mountain.
But it was useless. More infected people crawled out of the metal cocoons and jumped down from the sky like crazy monkeys, trying to jump onto them.
From the secret chambers on both sides of the hall, crazy and demonic roars came. The cabin doors were torn open by pairs of furry claws as if they were pieces of paper. Monsters in black armor with ferocious eyes jumped out from inside.
These monsters were all innately gifted, and their bodies were strong. They were in the process of being 'Enhancers'.
They had all been implanted with metal bones, strengthened veins, artificial hearts, and other organs. They had become a special troop class on the battlefield. Their combat ability was definitely not something that regular worker bees and soldier bees could compare to.
"Jiang Xue, Jiang Xue …"
The Puppet King had also implanted in the minds of these monsters that their beloved wife, Jiang Xue, had died tragically in the hands of the Holy League, and these damned guys in front of them were the hateful murderers.
Despite the fact that they had not finished their refinement, and that many of them still had long tubes attached to their backs and spines, they roared and charged at the yaksha squad and the other Purgers and sweepers.
"Ahhhhh!"
The Purifiers and Sweepers did not have enough firepower to defend against these monsters that were born to kill. They fell into the monsters' hairy arms and sharp claws and teeth, and were instantly torn into pieces.
These monsters chewed on the organs of the Cleaners and Sweepers while glaring at the Yaksha Squad with their murky eyes.
"Let's go!"
Chu Zhixiao suddenly turned around and sternly shouted at Li Yao and Guan Qixing, "We will block this place. You two focus on tracking down the Puppet King!"
Boom boom boom boom boom!
"Titan" Yuan Kou's Cosmos Ring flashed as he retrieved two Six-barreled Rotary Machine Guns that looked like warship cannons. He fired one after the other and blew up a dazzling wall of fire.
Under the protection of the firewall, everyone fought and retreated. Li Yao and Guan Qixing were fully focused on sensing the abnormal brainwaves of all the infected people.
Swish! Swish!
Sizzle!
Beep beep beep!
In Li Yao's perception, the entire world had once again become different.
Human beings were no longer vivid images, but the amalgamations of radiation and magnetic fields. Their body temperature, heartbeat, and brainwaves turned into complicated numbers that appeared clearly in Li Yao's vision.
Li Yao could vaguely see a faint gray line in most of the vitality magnetic fields of the infected. It extended all the way to the depths of the Channeling Temple.
They were like ten thousand puppets whose strings were all gathered in the depths of the Channeling Temple, in the hands of a certain person.
While Li Yao was observing, the gray lines became dimmer and dimmer. In the blink of an eye, they were close to vanishing.
The enemy was giving up the control of the puppets, perhaps because they were afraid that the yakshas would track them down and find them.
He had to seize every second!
Li Yao did not even care if his computational ability was too strong or if his action was too resolute. He darted toward the direction of the puppet strings without any hesitation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three deafening noises echoed behind him. It was Yuan Kou, the Titan, who had blown up the entire deck with astonishing strength, causing countless infected people to fall into the cabins on the lower level.
However, the staff and priests on the lower level suffered. Of course, Yuan Kou did not care, and Li Yao did not care at all. Those priests deserved to be killed by the infected people!
He shook off his six limbs and ran the sliding wheel at the end of the limbs to the limit. He climbed up and down, moved around, and always locked on to the target. Before all the gray threads disappeared, he caught the figure of the priest again.
At this moment, Chu Zhixiao, Yun Haixin, and Guan Qixing caught up and blocked the priest's way from three directions.
In addition, more and more Purifiers and Sweepers had surrounded all the passages in the surroundings. Not even a fly could get through.
Li Yao's soul was still twisted like a steel cable.
The priest was just a tool for the Puppet King. He was a gecko tail that could be cut off at any time. He had to sneak in before the Puppet King got rid of him. Then, he would track the Puppet King and capture him!
"There's no time. Let's take the risk!"
Li Yao's soul spread out ripples that were as sharp as blades. "Let's assume that the Puppet King is Lu Qingchen. Extract the features of Lu Qingchen's soul deep inside our memories and let our souls invade the brain of the priest by force. Search for similar features and trace back to its source!"
The mainframe crystal processor of the spider tank beamed out an invisible and unstoppable lightning that crawled into the brain of the priest along the ubiquitous Spiritual Nexus.
The brain of the priest was just a springboard. Li Yao was in an extremely weird state. He seemed to be able to 'see' a thread that was ten thousand times thinner than a hair crawling out of the skull of the priest and drawing mysterious circles in midair before it crawled out of the Channeling Temple through cables and antennas and was projected into the depths of space.
"Gotcha!"
Li Yao had never controlled his telepathic thoughts so carefully before.
He felt that he was walking on a shaking spider web, with an ocean of ice on one side and fire on the other. He could not be noticed by the Ultimate Benevolence Masters or the Puppet King.
Li Yao felt that he had been 'launched' into the brilliant and deep sea of stars again.
The feeling of his soul being stretched to a billion kilometers, a million lightyears, and an infinite world was similar to "swing", except that it was a hundred times more thrilling.
He 'saw' that the Channeling Temple was left far behind him and turned into an insignificant grain of sand, while the flickering starlight around him turned into narrow and long helical arcs that interweaved into glittering tunnels.
When his soul passed through the tunnels, he had already arrived at a completely different world.
It was also a Sector under the control of the Holy League. It boasted facilities such as cruising fleets and resource collection bases. Naturally, there were also super crystal processors with high computational ability and a four-dimensional communication system that could connect to the entire universe and transmit data instantly.
The transparent thread that snuck into the Channeling Temple, remotely controlled the priest, and detonated the infected people was connected to the mainframe crystal processor of a certain mining base in this world.
Was the Puppet King's real body hiding here?
"No, it can't be so simple!"
The mental devil shouted, "The Puppet King is only using this place as a springboard and a disguise. His real body must be hiding somewhere deeper!"
Li Yao focused his soul and observed carefully. As expected, he 'saw' another thread that was even more transparent and thinner extending out of the mining base and crawling into the super-remote communication base at the edge of this world.
"Go after it!"
His soul was torn apart, shattered, condensed, and reassembled again.
The starlight that had been dragged to infinity interweaved into the most dazzling swirls again.
Li Yao kept tracking and saw through the Puppet King's disguise time and time again. He chased the Puppet King through almost ten Sectors in a row. Eventually, his soul locked onto a gargantuan, fat starship. The address of a certain node of the Spiritual Nexus deep inside the starship popped up in the ripples of his soul.
It was the destination of the transparent thread.
At this moment, Li Yao's soul had reached the limits of fatigue.
It was like a rubber band that had been stretched to the limit. One millimeter longer, and it would break.
Having no time to examine the environment or even see the name of the enormous starship, Li Yao's soul was bounced back.
He felt that he had leaped from the atmosphere, crossed an altitude of ten thousand meters, jumped into a cold deep ocean, and fell into a dark undersea abyss.
It was not until five minutes later that his soul returned to the temporary shell, the mainframe crystal processor of 'Red Pig', the spider tank.
According to the result of the self-examination, only a few minutes had passed.
After only a few minutes of tracking, 31% of his soul had been consumed, which equaled to a world-shaking battle.
The Puppet King's true self was indeed well hidden. No wonder the guy was so confident and bold enough to release his tentacles blatantly and raise trouble in the Holy League.
However, Li Yao did not directly bring out the address of the Spiritual Nexus that he had locked onto. If he did so, it would be too obvious that his performance was too good.
He pretended that the starship was still functioning at a high speed and humming nonstop while he observed the environment carefully.
The riot seemed to be under control.
The staff of the Channeling Temple activated the emergency procedures. Powerful anesthetic gas was spurted out from every direction of the temple, making the infected people who had gone mad fall asleep and snore.
The place was a mess. Countless Purgers, cleaners, staff, and priests had suffered heavy casualties, not to mention the brainwashing devices that had been sabotaged. Of course, Li Yao was more than happy to see that. He wished that the entire Channeling Temple would be demolished.
Chu Zhixiao and the other members of the yakshas did not care about the losses of the Channeling Temple or the casualties of the priests. They only cared about the whereabouts of the Puppet King.
Half a minute ago, the desperate priest had detonated the crystal bombs that were tied to his body, blowing himself into smithereens. Not even an intact part of his brain could be found. The connection between him and the Puppet King had been completely cut off.
Right now, they could only count on Guan Qixing and the latest tracking module installed on the spider tank.
"How is it? Have you found him?"
Chu Zhixiao grabbed Guan Qixing's metal shell so hard that the crystal processor specialist's shoulder was uttering cracking noises, as if it were about to be crushed into pieces.
"I … should have found him."
Confusion beamed out of Guan Qixing's crystal cameras. He was dazed for a long time before he reported an address on the Spiritual Nexus.
His tracking ability was not as good as that of Li Yao's. He could only find the general address to a certain area.
However, a lot of correspondence between the addresses on the Spiritual Nexus and the real addresses were stored in his database. Therefore, he was able to tell the name of the only starship in the space zone very quickly.
"The Puppet King is — is hiding in …"
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