My Community Transmigrated Again

As his voice faded, a dark figure descended from above.

”BOOM!!!”

Niedisi’s body shuddered as he was sent flying forward!

He crashed heavily onto the riverbed, kicking up a great cloud of mud.

Hei Qi stood frozen, staring at the scene in disbelief.

’How… How is this possible…’

He whipped his head around to look at Lan He.

The moment he saw Lan He’s unsurprised expression, he understood everything.

He wasn’t stupid. It was just that his long-term confinement in a relatively isolated environment had left his thinking somewhat naive.

He could never have imagined that Lan He, the acting clan leader, would betray his own people—and to the enemy, no less.

”I’ll kill you!” Hei Qi roared, swimming toward Lan He like an enraged beast of the deep.

Lan He raised his palm, spreading his five webbed fingers. The current before him instantly solidified, forming an invisible wall of water that pushed outward.

”BANG!!!”

Hei Qi’s body jolted, and the sharp blade in his hand vibrated violently as it struck the wall.

It was like being plunged into a vast swamp. Intense pressure crushed him from all sides. His movements slowed, and his breathing grew labored.

”How can this be…” Hei Qi’s eyes widened. ’This old bastard… he’s this strong?’

”Rest in peace,” Lan He whispered. As he closed his fingers, the water transformed into ropes that coiled around Hei Qi’s body, forcing their way into his ears and nose.

Hei Qi struggled, but his movements grew weaker and weaker until they ceased entirely.

Trickles of blood seeped from his ears and nostrils. His vacant eyes, still filled with undying resentment, stared straight ahead.

”Sigh…” Lan He closed his eyes and sighed inwardly.

’You were a bit of a fool, but a useful one. A shame someone wanted you dead. That meant you had to die.’

Lan He’s back seemed to hunch a little more, as if his empty shoulders now bore an invisible weight.

He turned to look at the other side of the battlefield, a sliver of hope in his eyes.

’Can Niedisi, this so-called ultimate killing machine, manage to take that being down with him?’

But when he got a clear look at the scene, his body trembled. A bitter smile touched his lips before he quickly suppressed it.

Because at that very moment, Niedisi was being held in the enemy’s palm like a dead dog.

The fight over there had ended even faster than his own.

”Mediocre strength, but he’s durable,” Mogu said, turning to look at Lan He. ”Anyone else you need me to kill?”

”There’s no need to trouble Your Excellency with the rest,” Lan He politely refused.

”Then be quick about it.” With that, Mogu grabbed Niedisi and vanished in a blur.

Staring after him with a complex expression, Lan He turned to look at Hei Qi’s corpse. ”From now on,” he whispered, ”the tribe will no longer be divided into the Blue and Black clans. There will only be the Dark Tide Tribe. I will lead our people, and we will survive.”

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”Do you want to live, or do you want to die?”

Qin Ziwen sat with his legs crossed, sizing up the captive Mogu had brought him.

This thing was supposedly the ultimate killing machine of the Dark Tide Tribe, requiring the sacrifice of countless clansmen for each activation. It sounded impressive, but now it just lay on the ground, utterly silent.

Niedisi stared blankly at the ground as if possessed, muttering phrases like ”Impossible,” ”How could this be,” and ”I don’t believe it.”

Qin Ziwen frowned. ’Did Mogu beat him stupid?’

Still, the creature was certainly durable. Based on past experience, most opponents didn’t survive long enough to be brought back; Mogu usually pummeled them into a bloody mist.

The very fact that it had been brought back alive was a testament to its remarkable nature.

After all, Mogu had now condensed a Level 1 Law Body, a 100% all-around improvement on his base stats.

Compared to when he was first summoned, Mogu’s combat power had increased severalfold.

He used Insight on the big idiot.

[Extraordinary · Six-Armed Evil Puppet Fish Demon: ☆★★★★] Level 4 Flesh Sacrifice, Level 4 Puppet Heart, Level 3 Stitched Body, Level 1 Multi-armed Warrior.

Flesh Sacrifice: Can strengthen its physical body by sacrificing those of the same bloodline. Each sacrifice increases its physical strength and raises the level of its Puppet Heart.

Puppet Heart: The higher this Ability Level, the lower its self-awareness, retaining only combat instincts and battle sense. Upon reaching Level 5, it will lose all sense of self completely.

Stitched Body: The Evil Puppet Fish Demon’s physical form is created by fusing the bodies of numerous Fishmen. Damaged limbs can be restored by fusing with the bodies of its kin.

Multi-armed Warrior: Possesses multiple, well-coordinated arms. Can wield multiple weapons simultaneously in combat with greatly reduced interference between them.

Qin Ziwen frowned after reading through the abilities. ’Who in the world invented this?’

The stronger its body, the weaker its consciousness. Just one more level, and it would lose its sense of self entirely.

It was clearly being forged as a pure weapon of war.

According to Lan He, this killing machine had been created with the help of the Fishman Tuiyuan. Now, it seemed things weren’t so simple.

Once this Six-Armed Evil Puppet Fish Demon broke through to five solid stars, it would likely be time for the harvest.

Judging by the Level of its Extraordinary Abilities, it was probably a Heroic Level unit.

It was like planting a seed. The Dark Tide Fishman Tribe would have to rely on its military might to slaughter and conquer.

But this was a double-edged sword, one that required the Dark Tide Fishman Tribe to continuously water it with the lives of their people.

The day it fully matured would be the day the crop was harvested.

It seemed this Fishman Tuiyuan had no good intentions.

After harvesting this ”crop,” Tuiyuan would probably send over another Evil Puppet under the guise of helping them out. He could just claim the previous one had spun out of control from overuse and that this new one was an easier-to-control replacement.

And the Dark Tide Fishman Tribe would be falling all over themselves to thank him.

Seeing his master staring blankly, Mogu asked in a low voice, ”Master, shall we keep it?”

”I’ll ask you one last time,” Qin Ziwen said, looking at Niedisi. ”Are you willing to join our Home?”

Niedisi’s body shuddered. It raised its head, revealing a hideous, scarred face that looked like it had been pieced together from countless chunks of flesh. ”Human… food,” it rasped.

”Kill it. Drag it to the graveyard and bury it,” Qin Ziwen said, waving his hand dismissively.

This creature was made by the Fishman Tuiyuan. Who knew what kind of backdoors he might have left inside it? If it couldn’t be subjugated through the Home, it was nothing but a ticking time bomb.

THWACK! Mogu drew his blade, Xue Lu, and beheaded the creature in a single stroke.

Niedisi’s head flew high into the air.

Its body exploded into a shower of Cards.

It seemed that by the Home’s standards, this creature was a hidden boss for the current map.

It had been dragged right out of its lair before it even had a chance to flex its power.

[Summon Card] Extraordinary · Six-Armed Evil Puppet Fish Demon (☆★★★★), [Challenge Card] Extraordinary · Six-Armed Evil Puppet Fish Demon (☆★★★★), [Advanced Building Card] Fishman Killer Training Camp, [Breakthrough Card] Extreme Breakthrough Card x1.

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