I told you to plant peas, and you summon Mordekaiser?

"A lingering unease, memories resurfacing..."

With a long sigh, he pulled himself out of his thoughts.

Footsteps came from the mountain path.

The cold wind continued, and the Clown King Zombie turned around to look at the figure that slowly emerged from the shadows.

"haven't seen you for a long time..."

A figure gradually appeared, wearing a huge Buddhist rosary on his head, a tattered kasaya, carrying a pot of wine in his hand, and walking with a stagger.

He stood before the Clown King Zombie, his eyes lowered, exuding an indescribable aura of menace.

"Clown King, it's been a long time."

The monk zombie's hoarse voice was like a deep bell, carrying a hint of drunkenness.

The Clown King Zombie stared at the newcomer, his smile widening: "What, you've changed your mind? Instead of staying at your wine temple, you've come to join me in going to my death in the forbidden area?"

"I can't stand those level nine turtles anymore."

The zombie monk raised the wine jug, tilted his head back and took a sip. "The power of a ninth-ranked individual must indeed be held in one's own hands."

"You're confident you can reach the ninth rank so quickly?"

The Clown King Zombie raised an eyebrow, his tone now more inquisitive, "Seven years ago, you had just reached the eighth rank, right?"

"So what? Just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't."

The zombie monk chuckled softly, looking down at the wine jug in his hand.

He frequently broke his vow of abstinence from alcohol during his lifetime, and was punished for it, but he never changed his ways.

“Those ninth-tier beings clearly possess the strength to suppress humanity, yet they prefer to hold back and not make a move. I simply cannot stand by and watch. If we must fight, then let's fight, and go all out.”

His eyes revealed an almost obsessive fanaticism.

The Clown King Zombie smiled meaningfully.

"Indeed, the number of ninth-tier zombies is more than an order of magnitude greater than that of humans."

That's why I say they're stupid.

The zombie monk's smile carried a hint of mockery. "Humanity is already at its last gasp. If we had acted sooner, why would we have waited until today?"

"Even a cornered beast will fight back. If you really provoke humans, even a ninth-ranked person will bleed... These guys finally reached the ninth rank, but unfortunately, they're all unlucky, and none of them want to be the first to stick their neck out."

"Heh." The zombie monk lowered his head and took a sip of wine. "So, I'm here to end this farce."

The zombie monk continued, "As long as I absorb the life energy of that eighth-tier squash in the forbidden area, I will definitely break through to the ninth tier."

He raised his head, a sharp glint in his eyes, "Once I break through to the ninth rank, whether those old guys step down or not will be out of their hands."

The Clown King Zombie laughed, a shrill and maniacal laugh: "Just the two of us, I'm afraid that's not enough, is it? That King Steeltooth Flower from the Nanshan Military Region won't just sit here and wait to be killed..."

“I am naturally prepared…” The zombie monk shook the bell at his waist.

The mountain breeze suddenly stopped for a moment.

A silent figure emerged from the shadows.

Its footsteps made no sound, and the head above it was not an ordinary zombie head, but a blood-red pea shooter.

It stood beside the two of them, its eyes vacant, radiating a pure aura of killing intent.

"The second generation of plant zombies from the Zombie Research Institute."

The monk zombie smiled slightly, "Exploding Pea Zombie."

He looked at the Clown King Zombie, his tone tinged with pride: "Among the seventh tier, it has no rivals and can be used as half an eighth-tier zombie."

"nice one."

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Clown King Zombie. "The Zombie Research Institute actually made this?"

"It takes about five million fusions to successfully cultivate an eighth-tier plant zombie."

Clown King Zombie stared at the Bursting Pea Zombie, his maniacal laughter echoing in the wind: "Interesting, now I'm actually somewhat confident. In half a month, once the Zombie Cult guys are in place, we should make our move."

Time flies, and another half month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Since the failed hunt that day, the mountains have been like a rainy season, with drizzle falling most days.

On this rare day, the rain and fog had subsided, and the sky shone with a leaden gray light.

Chen Yang stood on the edge of the familiar mountain, holding a Hellfire Chili Pepper in his hand. As usual, he raised his hand and threw it towards the Earth Spike King in the center of the ruins.

Yuumi hovered high in the air, relentlessly attacking the core of the Earth Spike King.

For the past two weeks, Chen Yang's harassment has never stopped.

If the Earth Spike King could speak, he would surely berate Chen Yang.

For the past two weeks, this man has been like a persistent ghost, repeating the same harassing attacks every day.

The core of the Earth Spike King writhed, its spikes protruding, attempting to destroy the attackers, but it couldn't reach the Infernal Pepper and Yuumi in the air.

With its core struck, the Earth Spike King shook its spikes in fury, as if emitting a silent roar.

After a month of observation, Chen Yang discovered that the core of this steel spike could not remain underground indefinitely.

Just like a diving whale, it needs to surface to breathe every now and then.

The same applies to the core of this spike; it must leave the ground approximately every thirty minutes.

Chen Yang seized the opportunity when the Earth Spike Core came up to breathe and launched an attack on it.

Chen Yang persisted in harassing the steel spike for half a month, and it had become visibly weakened.

At the same time, Rek'Sai's hunting efficiency is almost breathtaking.

The mountainside covered with wild thorns and squash became its delicacies.

Its size increased at a visible rate, the bony spurs on its back became sharper, and its body lines became more ferocious.

Chen Yang vaguely understood: he was only one step away from the seventh level.

We should be able to overcome this major hurdle today.

"Is it okay now?" Chizi Gao asked from behind.

"It's about time, let's go."

Chen Yang made a decision.

The next moment, artillery fire erupted.

The Destroyer Mushroom Shooter unleashes a barrage of heavy cannon fire, while the Sunflower summons a radiant sun.

The little flowerpot wizard summoned eerie dark matter from the sky, which then crashed down heavily.

That's right, through this period of training, the little flowerpot wizard has also mastered new skills.

All kinds of attacks came crashing down, but were blocked by the thick spikes that emerged from the ground.

Every time a spike breaks, a new spike comes to replace it, in an endless stream.

The defensive power of a seventh-tier unit is astonishing.

But Chen Yang was determined to wear down this Earth Spike King today.

Under half an hour of relentless fire, the steel spikes broke off one after another, only to be replaced endlessly.

This is just an appetizer.

These attacks had only one purpose: to clear the way for Rek'Sai.

This colossal void beast stood atop the mountain, roaring towards the sky.

Chen Yang raised his hand, causing all the plants to stop their attack.

"What's wrong? Let's keep going," Chizi Gao asked, puzzled.

"No... that's enough. Let Rek'Sai handle the rest."

Void creatures crave kills, not corpses.

It charged straight toward the core of the ground spikes in the center of the ruins.

It leaped up suddenly, its tail cone slicing through the air and creating a gust of wind.

The steel spikes sensed the danger, and the steel spikes around the core quickly extended outward, forming a thick barrier.

However, Rek'Sai's impact was like that of an enraged meteorite.

The massive tail cone slammed into the steel spike barrier, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound and sending sparks flying.

Rex's claws rose high, then slammed down, embedding themselves between the steel spikes.

The steel spikes creaked under its brute force and finally cracked.

At this moment, the core of the Earth Spike King had finished accumulating oxygen and quickly retreated underground.