Dragon Tamer - Chapter 995

Chapter 995: Chapter 999: Mending Chapter 995: Chapter 999: Mending He Haohan once again swung his sword through the air, attempting to block Wooden Stake Man Mo Tu and Wooden Stake Man Mo Yan, but his sword qi was deflected by Mo Hong, who then started a series of continuous chops. The immense wooden sword was even more terrifying than many divine weapons, forcing He Haohan to go all out!

“We are more perfect than before, and we have surpassed the gods!” Mo Hong repeated this phrase as he unleashed sword force that caused continuous violent trembling, making the space itself quiver intensely.

Somehow, He Haohan had made his way through the turbulent sword domain and was now close enough to strike. In an instant, the energy of nine flood dragons surged forth with extreme dominance, and with He Haohan’s fierce chop, the sword qi formed nine dragons that soared into the air.

Wooden Stake Man Mo Hong stood stiff.

“Squawk!”

The arm holding the massive sword was the first to snap off in response, crashing heavily to the ground.

Soon after, eight more cuts appeared on its body. Wooden Stake Man Mo Hong was chopped in nine places and ultimately turned into a pile of expensive wood blocks scattered on the ground.

However, these wooden family members created by Mo Shou were easy to destroy, but quite difficult to kill completely.

The expensive wood piles weren’t damaged; they had simply broken apart at different joint sections.

They began to move eerily and, like magnets, rapidly flew towards Mother Wooden Stake Man Xu Yu.

Xu Yu, whose presence was unknown before, had taken out a silver needle, and in her other hand were strange threads. With needle and thread, she began sewing Mo Hong back together, complaining as she worked on her son, “How could you strike your elder brother with such force??”

Like a skilled mother mending a garment, Xu Yu adeptly reattached Mo Hong’s pieces, and before long, he was stitched back together by his mother. Even before Xu Yu could bite through the puppet string on his body, Mo Hong was already eagerly heading towards He Haohan, impatient to test his swordsmanship against him.

Eerie and terrifying, He Yiling watching this scene from the side couldn’t help but shiver.

If this family truly lived for hundreds of years, who knows what calamities they would cultivate. Each of the Disciples of the Mo Family took pride in how many people they could kill with their mechanisms. It was likely because the real leaders of Mo Family Fortress were this family of wooden Ghost Gods.

What was even more despicable was that they gathered the bones of those who had died miserably in Sky Pavilion and Earth Pavilion, displaying them like exhibits in Puppet City, pushing morbidity to its limits!

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The Palace of the Underground Pavilion was indeed very spacious, finally revealing a wall connected to the rock face and a dark, foreboding staircase leading downward.

Despite He Haohan’s display of impressive strength, Mo Shou’s six family members were clearly no ordinary beings.

They had long since become Puppet Gods, their souls fused with their bodies, and continuously modified with divine mechanisms by Mo Shou. The combat prowess of Mo Shou’s six family members was not inferior to many Superior Gods, particularly the father and mother, who seemed to be Puppet Gods at a God principal level.

Just as Zhu Minglang was about to head down the stairs, a gust of chilly wind blew from behind.

Cai You immediately drew her Phoenix Wings Mystical Bow, and with whatever she was using as arrows, once she stretched the bowstring, she unleashed a magnificent rain of arrow light that erupted towards the two Wooden Stake Puppets pursuing them!

The two wooden stake men were turned into a hornet’s nest by the arrows, immediately falling to the ground.

However, these two wooden stake men were also hard to kill, quickly climbing back to their feet and rapidly disappearing into the dark depths of the dungeon.

When they reappeared, the wounds on their bodies had all vanished. The wooden stake man Mo Tu sinisterly leaped forward, while wooden stake man Mo Yan stayed back, frantically throwing those fatal dark needles at Cai You. These needles, each tethered with a string, would pull the flesh they penetrated, turning their victims into Mo Yan’s marionettes!

Cai You fended off the ghost-like wooden stake man Mo Tu and then agilely dodged the red needles flying at her. Using the sharp wings of her mystical bow as weapons, she chopped through the incoming strings, which were also extremely sharp, capable of slicing open the skin of anyone who merely passed by.

“New puppet dolls, I can play with them for a long time, heehee,” the slender wooden stake man Mo Yan let out that strange laugh once more.

“Swish!!!!”

No sooner had the voice faded than Cai You’s clean, precise arrow pierced through the slender wooden stake man Mo Yan’s skull.

Wooden stake man Mo Yan slowly fell backward, her eerie wooden face still wearing the same smile from before.

Having fallen to the ground, Mo Yan was sucked back by some magnet-like force and drawn to the side of their mother, Xu Yu.

Cai You didn’t look that way; she was dealing with the haunting wooden stake man Mo Tu that was closing in.

This pair of sibling wooden stake men clearly didn’t match up to Cai You, who nailed Mo Tu to a stalactite after a few exchanges. But the sister Mo Yan was once again sewn back together and returned to battle, still emitting sharp laughter.

“You can handle them?” Zhu Minglang asked Cai You.

“I can, it just takes time. If they can’t be directly scattered to the winds, their mother will sew them back together — essentially allowing for infinite healing and endless resurrection,” Cai You said.

Zhu Minglang, too, could distinctly feel that the mother wooden stake man Xu Yu and the father wooden stake man Mo Zhao were the god-lord level existences, while the other siblings seemed to possess only Divine General Strength.

But this family of wooden stake people were bound by divine skills. Although it was still unclear what terrifying divine skills the father wooden stake man Mo Zhao possessed, the mother’s ability to endlessly mend was enough to place her family nearly on invincible ground.

“Our God, you go ahead, I’ll hold them off,” Cai You said.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

They were pressed for time and had to opt for this method to storm the pavilion; after all, sticking together to annihilate the wooden stake people family would likely take a significant amount of time, by which the entire Artifact God Sect outside the Earth Pavilion would have drowned!

Zhu Minglang walked down the stairs, the road pitch-black.

“Our God, Mo Tu has followed you down, its movements ghost-like; I cannot stop it,” Cai You’s voice came from above at that moment.

“Understood, then stay up there and help He Haohan give the Mo Shou family their final rites!” Zhu Minglang responded.

Mo Tu hid in the darkness, not immediately attacking Zhu Minglang but following behind like an unrelenting ghost.

Zhu Minglang, in a rush, didn’t bother with it and continued straight down to find the Divine Pattern Mo Shou!