Published: March 2, 2025
"Not good..."
Fran's face suddenly changed as he stared intently at the tactical terminal. After a moment, he lifted his head to look at Lin Que and Qin Tian.
"The spirit of the demon lord has indeed changed."
In that moment, Fran's expression was grim, but he didn't seem overly anxious. Faced with Old Man Fran's urgent report, everyone hurriedly turned to him.
"The spirit of the demon lord has dispatched the soul puppet legion to launch an attack on the Layered Battlefield. They have already broken through the defensive line and charged into the heart of the Layered Battlefield..."
"So that means those guys are right behind us?"
Lin Que furrowed his brows, seemingly unable to comprehend how what should have been an impenetrable defense was so easily torn apart.
In response, Fran simply took a deep breath and pointed into the distance.
"It's not just behind us; it's far behind us!"
"The soul puppet legion sent by the spirit of the demon lord... is attacking the defense line of Zone Three..."
The crowd was initially confused, then shocked, and finally erupted in curses.
The spirit of the demon lord had shamelessly devised a tactic akin to kicking children in kindergarten, taking advantage of the low responsiveness of the soul puppets due to the level restraint!
...
Sensing the sudden commotion among Fran and the others, the bizarre No. 2 in the sky smiled wickedly.
The soul puppet group was somewhat special overall—being an additional product under the professional system, soul puppets were quite different from practitioners.
The most important point was that they lacked levels.
However, this doesn't mean that the level restraint had no effect on soul puppets at all; soul puppets with overly strong energy reactions would still be bound by the level restraint. But this limitation was indeed much weaker than that imposed on practitioners!
In other words, the spirit of the demon lord could completely mobilize a batch of soul puppets with strength close to the peak of Level Eight to charge into Zones Three, Two, and even One, which were lower-level areas.
And the spirit of the demon lord indeed did just that...
When Wen Yu set up the distribution of the Demon Realm Gates in the Layered Battlefield, every area actually had a Demon Realm Gate. The highest-tier areas naturally stationed the largest number of troops, but there were indeed garrisons in lower-level areas.
For example, Zone Seven was the defensive area for the oath keepers.
As for Zone Three...
It was the defensive area of the 333rd Legion—100,000 peak Level Eight warriors defending the Demon Realm Gate of Zone Three. To anyone, this should not present too much of a problem. Even a small-scale soul puppet invasion, the 333rd Legion would be confident in defeating...
But this time, the spirit of the demon lord was truly ruthless!
...
At the front line of Zone Three.
The battlefield, with millions of combatants, nearly covered an entire continental plate, filled with the sounds of battle and energy surges.
But the situation on the battlefield was not one-sided.
With just 100,000 members, the 333rd Legion had completely deployed their defenses, stretching their lines long—strategically speaking, this was quite unwise. When facing an enemy with similar individual strength but vastly outnumbering them, holding a fixed position would have been the best choice.
Yet their enemies were not primarily focused on annihilating the enemy forces.
On the battlefield, various soul puppets, while enduring sporadic attacks, charged forward in all directions. Their goal was exceptionally clear—to escape this continental plate and unleash carnage in the defense area far behind.
Fighting the main legion was not their objective; beating up ordinary civilians and low-level practitioners was what they were meant to do.
Under such a significant gap in overall strength, stopping them became increasingly difficult.
Until the first soul puppet broke through the defense line and plunged into the void near the continental plate, it then accelerated instantly, disappearing into the endless void in the blink of an eye.