Searching for the Truth in the Mist
Amidst the puppet's relentless and razor-sharp attacks, Lin Yu's figure flickered and shifted like a phantom. Every evasion was a brush with death, dancing as he was on the very precipice of mortality. At the same time, his mind operated like a high-speed precision machine, frantically searching for the pattern behind the puppet's assaults. The Mysterious Warrior and the Mysterious Traveler did not dare to lower their guard for even a second. Like two vigilant leopards, they desperately dodged the puppet's fatal strikes while sweeping their sharp gazes across every inch of their surroundings, hoping to catch a clue to the source of the puppets' control within this perilous environment.
The puppet's attacks seemed completely erratic and chaotic, like falling leaves in a gale. Yet, after enduring several thrilling near-misses with the grim reaper, Lin Yu finally perceived a glimmer of a pattern thanks to his extraordinary intuition and combat wisdom. Whenever the ink-thick mist around them surged and churned more violently, the puppet's attacks instantly grew more ferocious, as if infused with some kind of berserk energy. An epiphany struck him, and he bellowed with a voice like booming thunder, "There is a close connection between this bizarre mist and the puppets! We must find a way to disperse the mist!"
Chapter 313