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

"Fine, I can't be bothered with your Corpse Cult's affairs..."

The Clown King Zombie withdrew its gaze, no longer scrutinizing the two, but instead locking onto Chen Yang.

"I won't make things difficult for you... I just want to know two things—what exactly was that armor? And how did it make the eighth-tier plant and the seventh-tier zombie disappear into thin air?"

His gaze paused slightly, and his voice deepened a bit: "I noticed that you summoned this iron armor, didn't you?"

When Chen Yang met the gaze of the Clown King Zombie, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

But his face showed no emotion, while his mind raced as he considered how to respond.

“That’s my plant, it’s called Mordekaiser.”

The Clown King Zombie was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting this answer, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"plant?"

He chuckled softly, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a cold indifference as if he were scrutinizing his prey.

"You'd better think it over before you answer. I'm too lazy to make things difficult for you, and I'm too lazy to waste my breath on a liar."

“I’m not lying. Making those two disappear is a skill of my plant. It can pull the target to another space, and they will come out of that space when the skill ends.”

Chen Yang broke out in a cold sweat.

Facing an eighth-level zombie alone, the mere unintentional pressure emanating from the opponent was enough to crush his spirit.

"Once the skill ends, everything will be proven true," Chen Yang added.

He naturally had other ideas in mind.

Once Mordekaiser successfully returns and absorbs the power of those two, he will undoubtedly possess the strength of an eighth-tier being.

An eighth-tier Mordekaiser might have a chance of winning against these two eighth-tier zombies.

What he needs to do now is stall for time.

"Is it?"

The Clown King Zombie locked onto Chen Yang's eyes, and those few seconds felt like an eternity to Chen Yang.

Fortunately, the other party was too lazy to ask any further questions.

This powerful eighth-tier being simply shrugged and didn't press Chen Yang any further.

"Another space? A sixth-tier plant can actually wield this kind of power?"

The Clown King Zombie said with a playful expression, "You're not simple, little guy. Could you be one of the Corpse Cult's trump cards?"

Chen Yang remained silent.

At times like these, saying more is more likely to lead to mistakes, while saying less is more likely to lead to success.

Seeing Chen Yang's reaction, the Clown King Zombie assumed that Chen Yang was intimidated by the pressure of the eighth-level aura and dared not speak.

He turned his head, and the white mist on the icy lake surface grew even thicker.

A moment of silence followed.

Chen Yang and his two companions remained on edge, not daring to relax for even a moment.

Rex, standing behind the three, crouched low and dared not make a move.

"Don't be so nervous... No matter what, the fact that you made that Giant Steeltooth Flower disappear is a good thing."

"Once that zombie over there finishes absorbing the Squash Core, we'll take you out."

Hearing these words, Chen Yang and the other two relaxed a bit.

At least the other party had no intention of killing.

The Clown King Zombie stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the lake. Seemingly intrigued, he asked a question.

Do you know what lies beneath this great lake?

have what?

Chen Yang was taken aback, wondering what the other party's intention was.

It was only then that he realized that, apart from the different environment, he had not encountered any other dangers after entering this space, which was too strange.

Chizi Gao swallowed hard and answered Clown King, "Isn't it some kind of high-level creature, like a super giant Sailor Mushroom or something?"

The box-shaped mushroom lying in the pit laughed, "A super giant Sailor Mushroom? It would be perfect for your brain!"

Several veins bulged on the forehead of the Clown King Zombie.

Ignoring the box, he continued speaking.

"Let me tell you about this lake, just to help you relax."

"Some speculate that a being with spatial powers resides at the bottom of this lake."

There is no record of when it came into existence in this forest. The only thing that is known is that all those who come near this lake end up in this desolate world.

"Unless one is at the eighth level and can forcibly break through the restrictions of this space, any creature that accidentally enters will only die here alone."

The box, unwilling to be left out, let out a shrill scream, like an evil spirit: "Die! Die! Hahaha! Die alone!"

The next moment, before Chen Yang could react, the Clown King Zombie had already turned around and swung his leg in one smooth motion.

A powerful kick!

The box that had been sitting in the pit was kicked into the mist, and after a long time, no sound of it hitting the ground was heard.

This kick must have been fueled by years of pent-up resentment.

Without the noisy box, the Clown King Zombie's mood instantly brightened.

He straightened his sleeves, put his hands behind his back again, and looked at the lake.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Clearing his throat, the Clown King Zombie continued:

"However, there is another theory that the creatures in the lake do not like killing and are peaceful by nature."

"It has never left this lake, nor has it ever hunted actively. Just like now, it hasn't attacked us, has it?"

Strolling back and forth along the lake, the Clown King Zombie seemed lost in memories.

"Based on my speculation, this lake is most likely the third possibility."

"It is an unconscious entity that cannot be called a living being. After all, any living being has a thirst for energy, but this lake beneath our feet does not exhibit this behavior."

"Besides this, this space is probably an unconscious barrier released by this lake. In other words, this lake did not actively control it, but this space was released around it."

"The only possibility for the lake to unconsciously release another space is that it contains unimaginable and terrifying energy, powerful enough to distort space itself."

"But for hundreds of years, no creature has successfully plundered the energy of this lake."

There are no records of what terrifying things might exist beneath this lake.

"Because nothing that enters this lake ever comes out again, without exception."

The Clown King Zombie casually recounted the secrets of this lake.

After hearing this, Chen Yang and the other two were all extremely shocked, and they even forgot the oppressive feeling brought by the eighth-level zombie in front of them.

This lake, seemingly still and undisturbed, has been a place from which no one, past or present, has ever ventured and never returned!

What terrifying creatures lurk within the lake?

The three of them had actually been naive enough to think they could use this lake to escape. Now that they thought about it, if it weren't for the fact that this eighth-level zombie was willing to take them out for the sake of the Corpse Cult, they would most likely have been trapped in this place for the rest of their lives.

Seeing the three people standing there dumbfounded, the Clown King Zombie gave a wicked smile.

"Heh, are you stupid? You've never seen anything like it..."

The sound abruptly stopped, the Clown King Zombie's next sentence stuck in his throat.

A dazzling golden light pierced through his chest from behind.