Chapter 187

The Dark Puppets moved like towering mobile iron fortresses, stepping ever closer to the group with every footfall echoing like a dull, heavy drumbeat of death. Eerie, unnatural light flickered across the evil runes inscribed on their bodies, casting a ghostly glow that made the blood run cold. In the thick of combat against the Dark Puppets, Xu Tiancai felt a pressure unlike anything he had ever known. Every thrust of his long sword against their hardened frames produced nothing more than a shower of sparks, failing to inflict any real damage. Even the power of light seemed to stall out against the dark barrier enveloping the puppets, unable to pierce through. "These puppets' defenses are incredible! We need to come up with something," Xu Tiancai shouted, dodging a furious strike. A'gang swung his Battle Axe with gale-force strength, yet each collision with a Dark Puppet sent a numbing jolt straight up his arms. Against such unimaginably resilient foes, his sheer muscle felt utterly useless. "Damn it, these bastards are like solid iron mountains!" A'gang roared, unyielding fury blazing in his eyes. He raised his Battle Axe high once more and hacked fiercely at a puppet's legs, trying to throw it off balance.