Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 164 Trap
Therefore, for a long time, the so-called puppeteers were actually just a means for those performing acrobatics to make a living and protect themselves.

But with the development of modern technology, the profession of puppeteer has become more and more popular.

The problem of insufficient lethality can be solved by using modern weapons, and the problem of insufficient defense can be solved by using more advanced alloy materials.

Although they are not as flexible as orthodox transcendents in one-on-one situations, their performance on the battlefield far exceeds that of other professions.

Whether it is reconnaissance, pathfinding, street fighting, or even large-scale warfare, puppeteers can use their puppets to replace soldiers.

After all, the puppeteer has used his own abilities to overcome some of the biggest problems of unmanned combat robots, and with the help of thermal weapons, he has reached the level of future technology early on.

"But no matter what, this guy is operating too many puppets, right?!"

Yang Liu wiped the scar on his forehead. Because the black light ball had consumed a lot of energy, he no longer cared about minor injuries like this.

According to the information provided by Uga Shoji, the number of puppets that a normal puppeteer can manipulate is quite limited. The highest record before this was one person manipulating 50 puppets. However, those puppets are more like small unmanned tanks than puppets.

There aren't many things that the puppeteer needs to manipulate. In fact, he just needs to control the unmanned tank's forward movement, steering and firing.

If it were a human-shaped doll, the maximum number that could be manipulated would drop sharply to less than 10 under normal circumstances.

But now, hundreds of puppets in the entire dance hall continuously attacked Yang Liu. Although their movements were a little stiff, the number was also outrageous.

"Could it be that there is actually a group of puppeteers hiding nearby?"

Yang Liu told himself a cold joke. Of course, this was impossible. Even if he was not good at sensing humans, he should not be unable to notice so many people.

He had sensed that something was not right with the movements of the red puppet on the ceiling and thought that the puppeteer was hiding inside the puppet, but facts proved that his judgment was wrong.

But in any case, the puppeteer's ability characteristics determine that the manipulator and the puppet will not be too far apart.

The entire dance hall is quite large, with a length and width of more than 50 meters.

During the battle, Yang Liu deliberately moved back and forth in the ballroom, not only to relieve the pressure of being besieged, but also to test the position of the puppeteer.

But the test results made him frown. No matter where he was in the dance hall, the puppet's movements did not have much change or delay.

"That means my previous thoughts were correct. The other party was hiding in the ballroom from the beginning, but I don't know where exactly."

Yang Liu frowned and took a quick glance at the situation in the ballroom.

After he had wandered around the ballroom with his army of puppets, the entire ballroom had become a mess, with the chairs, tables and even the heavy curtains all in tatters.

But it also broadened Yang Liu's vision, but he still couldn't find any place where people might be hiding.

"Damn it! What an elaborate trap..."

Yang Liu has already understood the entire picture of this trap. The person behind the scenes knows him very well, not only his abilities, but even the fact that he can heal at a high speed. That's why he deployed such a terrifying number of puppets.

Moreover, the other party was quite cautious and implanted wetware made of human organs in each doll to hinder Yang Liu's possible detection capabilities on living things.

As for why he didn't leave immediately... you must be kidding! The person behind the scenes had brought him here, so he must have thought of this problem.

Regardless of whether he could escape or not, Yang Liu was completely certain that given the cautiousness of the people behind the scenes, there must be other arrangements outside.

Rather than running out rashly and being attacked from both sides, it is better to deal with the current big trouble first and then work your way back slowly.

"Don't worry, a protracted war is in my favor..."

Having made up her mind, Yang Liu narrowed her eyes and began to search for flaws in the puppet army.

…………

Ding!
The sharp ceramic blades made crisp sounds as they broke when they collided with each other. Yang Liu tilted her head to avoid the blade fragments flying towards her, and the torn knuckles healed instantly.

The muscle fibers tensed instantly, the feet stepped on the ground, and a force rushed up the body along the spine.

"Ah!"

With a loud bang, Yang Liu swung the debris and smashed the last two-meter-tall puppet.

"Huh... the last one..."

After taking a long breath, Yang Liu looked at the wounds crisscrossing his body.

After spending nearly four hours, Yang Liu finally got rid of all the puppets in the dance hall. The price he paid was the wounds on his body and the complete depletion of the supplies in his backpack.

In order to save the black light balls, Yang Liu no longer heals his wounds quickly, except for those that would affect his combat effectiveness.

With no intention of leaving immediately, Yang Liu simply sat down on the wreckage of the puppets.

"Speaking of which... I've already beaten you to this point, aren't you going to come out?"

After taking two deep breaths, Yang Liu raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the dance hall.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

Suddenly a shrill laugh pierced my eardrums, and the sound of traditional Japanese music on the stage became more pronounced.

Along with the vibration, the stage that looked like it was made of wood suddenly dropped, and then a lead dancer puppet nearly five meters tall rose from it.

"WTF?!"

Looking at the tall puppet slowly rising from the center of the stage, Yang Liu couldn't hold back any longer:

"No... Wouldn't it be great if you had the technology to make a Gundam? What's the point of the whole traditional puppet thing?!"

"Gundam? That kind of thing is not suitable for my dance hall..."

A mechanically synthesized old female voice mixed with electromagnetic noise came from the tall puppet: "Young man, your bones are very suitable for modification into a puppet."

"Sorry, I declined."

Yang Liu exhaled, and looked up and down the doll's body with confusion: "From your voice, you should be quite old. Although I know that Japan is an aging society, I didn't expect that the Durian Killer would still have to work for orders at such an old age."

"I admire your attitude. If my good-for-nothing son had achieved half of your success, I wouldn't have to work like this."

The puppeteer didn't seem to be in a hurry to fight Yang Liu, and even started chatting with him.

The armor on the giant puppet's chest opened with a bang, revealing a cockpit filled with nerve catheters.

The cabin doesn't look very big, and the pilot is an old woman who looks like a mummy.

The opponent's hands and feet had been lost, and dense blue spiritual power lines spread out from her body and connected to the entire doll.

"Oh my god, what a cyber old lady."

(End of this chapter)