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"Impossible!" The puppet immediately refused. Instead of letting her destroy all her hard work, she might as well give it a try!
The Eye of God on the puppet's waist began to emit an extremely bright orange light, but the light only appeared for a moment before being rudely interrupted.
"Even a life-and-death fight requires strength!" The puppet was nailed to the ground by the black knife before he could use any elemental power.
Eleven black swordsmen are serving the puppet together. It would be a miracle if she could really fight back.
The puppet nailed to the ground discovered with horror that not only was he unable to use elemental power, but he was also unable to exit the body consciously.
"Stay here and watch your creation being destroyed bit by bit." Black Knife said to the puppet, and then disappeared again.
……
The fully awakened Fatui headquarters is like an awakened giant beast, and the countless soldiers are the cells of this giant beast.
Searchlights everywhere, patrols shuttling between buildings, checkpoints densely packed at intersections...
These are the beast's immune systems, trying to pull out anything that doesn't belong here.
But it is obvious that these measures have no effect on Black Knife.
One after another, the puppet's clones were destroyed, but the Fatui could not see who did it.
The dark night of winter now has a sharp knife, and it will continue to destroy everything it wants to destroy.
"Boom!" A black light wave flew out of nowhere, and the puppet in the distance that carried a trace of the puppet's soul instantly disappeared.
By the time the soldiers stationed at this clone came to their senses, the object they were protecting had already turned into ashes.
Neither defense nor interception could stop Black Blade from destroying the puppet clone.
……
In the meeting room of the Fatui headquarters, all the executives who could come were present.
The rooster took a quick look and saw that the doctor, the girl, the puppet, and the servant were the only ones who could be there.
"Have the stragglers and the rich been dealt with?" The rooster looked at the puppet beside him. Now she was just a simple puppet, but she could still be used for communication.
"According to them, the rich man was just missing an arm. As for the stragglers, I don't know. I'm nailed to the ground now and can't move." The puppet responded indifferently.
When the rooster heard the puppet's affirmative answer, his face couldn't help but become gloomy.
This means that there is a powerful force that can directly break through the Fatui's numerous obstacles and carry out a decapitation operation against them.
Moreover, this force clearly expressed malicious intent. This was bad news for both them and the Queen.
What frightened the rooster even more was the secrecy of this power. If the puppets were not special enough, they would probably kill the executive officer without knowing it.
"Appearance?" Rooster tapped the conference table. He needed to think of a countermeasure, a countermeasure to make this power disappear.
"It's meaningless. There is too little information about them, and we can't find a way to find them now." The puppet spread out her palms, and the shadow of a woman in silver armor and covered with a veil appeared in her hands.
The servant in the corner saw the image of the woman in the puppet's hand, and her pupils shrank slightly. The man who attacked the headquarters was exactly the same guy she had fought in Mondstadt!
But she quickly controlled her expression. After all, she had been fighting with the rooster for a long time, so she still had some ability to control her expression.
Although she had some information, the servant did not intend to tell it. On the one hand, the information was far less than what the puppet had given, and on the other hand, she did not trust the rooster.
It is true that every Fatui executive has his own thoughts, but they are all loyal to the Queen, and servants are an exception.
She joined the Fatui only because joining the Fatui could bring her more benefits. If there were greater benefits, she could also directly betray the Fatui.
Profit is the only principle for Alechino to act.
However, this was tantamount to a betrayal for the rooster, who was absolutely loyal to the queen. That was why the rooster had always been at odds with her.
In this situation, if she said that she had come into contact with the black knife a long time ago, there was no guarantee that the rooster would not attack her for this in the future.
After all, the rooster is notoriously petty and unfeeling. In his eyes, everything has value. If he can gain greater value, he is willing to sacrifice something worthless.
"I've seen this woman before." The doctor recognized Black Knife at a glance. He had a deep memory of the experience of having a kidney.
"It's just like what the puppet said, it's hard to find any traces." The doctor just mentioned it, and then there was no more. He knew less about Black Knife than the servant did - he had seen Ember pretending to be Black Knife.
The rooster had no doubts. As one of the top three fools, the Doctor was as powerful as a god. Of course, this was when all his slices were gathered together.
"Have you made up your mind, Rooster?" A light and pleasant female voice came. Under the veil of the girl, her eyes were still closed.
Behind her pink and black hair are three pairs of slightly swaying white wings. The girl's every move reveals a sense of laziness, as if she had just woken up from a dream.
The rooster looked at the girl in front of him. Even though she had a serene smile on her face, he didn't dare to regard her as a real girl.
The one in front of him is the genuine god-level combat power of Zhidong.
The Queen lives deep in the palace, the Harlequin is away all year round, the Doctor's slices are scattered all over the place, and only the Girl is the god-level combat force that Zhidong can respond to at any time.
The rooster nodded to the girl, then said to the puppet: "Destroy all your puppets! We will go to your factory and wait for you."
"But..." The puppet was about to argue, but the rooster interrupted him immediately:
"This is an emergency. There is no but. If your things are destroyed, you can rebuild them. But if you miss the chance to destroy them, it will never come back."
The puppet looked at the rooster's serious expression and swallowed back what he was about to say.
"Okay." After saying that, the puppet's clone fell silent.
"Let's go, time is running out and we still have to set up some things." The rooster watched the puppet's movements without any change of heart.
The value of the puppet now is to create an opportunity for them to ambush Black Knife. As for the rest, it doesn’t matter.
The executive officers filed out. The servant at the end looked at the burnt doll behind him, then looked at the doctor and the girl in front of him, and couldn't help but clench his fists.
Where can I find a stronger power?
Chapter 118 Executives
2023-08-28
Two stood in front of a broken doll.
She looked up at the night that was still as dark as ink, listened to the surroundings that had become quiet for a while, and suddenly laughed a few times.
[It seems they are quite smart. They know we are tired from running around the city.]
[You also found a self-destructing doll here? ]
[It seems this is not an isolated case. I have experienced this as well.]
……
Er heard the conversation between his companions in his mind, and after thinking about it for a while, he had a general idea in his mind.
These guys just want to destroy all the puppets except the one in the factory.
By then, for the mission of Embers, the Black Blades will definitely go back to find the only remaining puppet and cut out the complete puppet soul.
"Not a bad conspiracy." Er praised a few times. But this was nothing to Black Knife. It was better to say that they also wanted to make a big fuss, and this conspiracy was exactly what they wanted.
I'm going back to the border soon. Wouldn't it be a shame not to leave my mark in this world?
But Er never expected that the guy called Puppet would be willing to destroy all his works.
When they stated their conditions, what the puppet resisted most was not the one-eighth of the soul, but the part about "destroying all his creations."
There is very little research on the soul in Teyvat, and the soul is mostly illusory to them.
Even when the puppet dispersed her soul and bequeathed it to various creatures, she used the word "consciousness" instead of "soul".
So it is not difficult to understand why the puppet does not care about her soul. Of course, it may also be that she really regards her creation as more important than her soul.
[No, all the soul auras have disappeared. It seems that the guy called puppet has destroyed all his other puppets. ]
Just as Er was thinking, Jiu's voice suddenly appeared in her mind - now there was only one puppet creation left.
[Everyone, be careful. There should be many people ambushing there.] Er also added at the right time.
[That's great, isn't it? We can let loose and do something big!] San's voice became excited. Since coming to this world, she has never experienced a proper battle.
Her heart had long been filled with a desire to fight. Previously, for the sake of the embers, she had suppressed this desire deep in her heart. But now it seemed that maybe she could release it today.
[I'll go first, you guys hurry up.] San has already set off.
After hearing what San said, Er couldn't help but shook her head. She had thought San had changed her temper because she had been quite quiet these days, but now it seemed that she had been overthinking.
But she wasn't too worried about San. No matter what Heidao's personality was, mission and collective action always came first.
In this regard, San is no exception.
The scattered black knives gathered again. They ran in the darkness and finally stopped on the rooftop of a building on the grounds of the puppet factory.
Heidao looked at the crowded and packed factory below, without any waves in his heart.
The number of people is meaningless unless any trace of the black knife is found.
"Not here yet?" The rooster muttered to himself as he looked at the soldiers who were packed around the factory.
"I can't see him even if he comes." No expression could be seen under the doctor's dark mask. Invisible enemy, trouble.
"Come on, it will be good once you find them." The girl lay on the puppet and helped her to fix her wounds, with an innocent look on her face.
The puppet let the girl manipulate it. Her thoughts had already drifted far away and no one knew what she was thinking about.
"Here they come!" The servant's eyes narrowed, and she saw a pair of standard teams stationed in the distance suddenly disappear.
Having said that, the servant did nothing except kick away the dead stragglers lying nearby.
Now is the time to look for loopholes. In order to force Black Knife to take action, the executioners have made many preparations - they are in the center, and all other objects around them have been moved away by them.
Inside and outside the factory, they placed soldiers in great density on the roads that they had to pass through. Even in the air inside the factory, which was not too high, there were small aircrafts suspended.
All of this was done to allow Black Knife to attack as many times as possible. As long as he attacked, there would be loopholes, and with loopholes, it would be possible to find a way to deal with them.
The black knife is like a giant hand hidden in the darkness. Every time it strikes, it can make several people disappear.
This unusual scene naturally attracted the attention of other fool soldiers. However, despite their fear, they still carried out the task assigned to them by the rooster - that is, to stay on the designated route no matter what.
They are the most elite soldiers of the Fatui, and the Executor behind them is watching them.
There were more and more empty spaces in front of the executive officers, and the black knife was getting closer and closer to the executive officers.
"Swish!" The sound of breeze rustling was heard, and another team of soldiers suddenly disappeared.
Their colleagues standing next to them also paused. Everyone was struggling under this invisible pressure, and their foreheads under the masks were already covered with sweat.
But this time, the situation has taken a new turn.