### Chapter 4: Fallen Species (11)
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In the desolate and chilly Thirteenth District…
Lin Nan stood silently on the street paved with flesh and bl**d, her mask covering most of her face.
Not far from her, in a nearby house, ear-piercing roars and screams echoed out.
“Let go! Let go! You bastards!”
Liu Fei’ang, who had just transferred his consciousness here, was tightly gripped by two of his own puppets and found himself completely immobilized.
This district was his turf! His body!
These damned guys were his puppets, usually easy to command, possessed by him at will!
He left a part of his consciousness behind just so he could switch bodies at critical moments, you know, just in case the enemies had some serious destructive skills.
As long as one consciousness survived, his entire being wouldn’t perish. It would keep self-repairing until back to tip-top condition.
But under that woman’s gaze, something strange happened. He was somehow controlled by his own puppets—this had never happened before!
“d*mn it!”
Could it be that this cursed woman had some crazy control skills? Could she even control someone else’s puppets?
He immediately tried to transfer his consciousness to another puppet, far away from these two.
But horror struck him even harder,
No matter how hard he struggled, that puppet simply refused to accept him. It was as if there were a barrier perfectly blocking his consciousness jumps and firmly locking him in this body!
“Ah… ah…”
Liu Fei’ang screamed in terror.
He still vividly remembered the rush of power and confidence he felt when he consumed his first victim and started transforming into a Fallen Species.
And so, he didn’t hesitate to kick off his next hunting plan.
If he hadn’t capitalized on the right timing and gathered a group to form the Storm Guild, seizing the remote Thirteenth District in Sky Sword City, where would he find the guts to fight against the other major guilds?
But he knew that with their strength, they could easily lose their territory to other guilds.
He needed to get stronger to avoid such a fate.
So, he succumbed to the Exile’s temptations, deciding to walk a path completely different from cultivation.
Fallen! No longer shackled by human identity.
Even if they were of the same kind, to him, they were just food providing power.
Liu Fei’ang successfully transformed into a Fallen Species.
As he kept devouring, more and more members of the Storm Guild became part of his body.
Some, sensing something was off, wanted to escape.
But the developed Liu Fei’ang, with a ruthless spirit, took advantage of a deep night to draw in the remaining nearly ten thousand people into his fleshy form.
From then on, besides Liu Fei’ang, no other living souls existed in the Thirteenth District.
Afterward, other clueless guilds that wandered into the Thirteenth District suffered major losses, and even the Heavenly Sword Sect lost nearly a thousand lives here.
From that point onward, the Thirteenth District became a forbidden zone.
No one dared to approach, for anyone who entered simply vanished, never to be seen again.
In all these days, it seemed only that woman dared to stroll into the Thirteenth District looking for trouble.
He thought he had everything under control,
But the situation took a sharp turn as the masked woman turned the tables on him. With some bizarre spell, she rendered his consciousness completely immobile.
His flesh puppets, known for obeying him unconditionally, suddenly acted as if possessed, rebelling against his will and refusing to let his consciousness transfer.
His rapid expansion over the Thirteenth District in just a few days was largely due to the puppets.
If the puppets went rogue, it nearly threatened his very existence.
Though clueless about how she managed it,
Liu Fei’ang quickly realized he was completely at her mercy.
She could very well be a higher-level Fallen Species than he was, or perhaps an equally dangerous creature as the Exile, granting her the power to control him.
“Please spare me! I’m still useful! Really!
Just let me consume a thousand more people, and I can birth obedient puppet warriors! They’ll be incredibly strong and fear no d*ath! Not even high-level cultivators can tackle them!
If you spare me, I’ll pledge myself to you! I won’t stray! The entire continent will be yours at the end, I promise!”
Liu Fei’ang was sure that anyone would be tempted by such terms.
The Asking Dao Continent was already a chaotic mess.
Not to mention the territories of the Monster and Demon Races, at least in the Human Race sector, a flood of players had crashed in, instantly devastating the weak farming economy.
It was also winter, food was scarce, and the Heavenly Sword Sect, the leader of the Seven Great Sects, had gone silent, locked away in the Small Thousand World.
Li Ying Tian, the Sect Leader of Thousand Bird City, was dead, the city occupied by the Monster Race, with heavy troops surrounding it, blocking any refugees from entering.
The Flowerless Palace became a ghost town due to a bl**d curse backlash.
The remaining four sects—Void Sword Sect, Deficient Moon Valley, Monster-Catching Tribe, and Half Moon City—were too busy dealing with the refugee crisis on their territories to manage anything else.
In times of chaos, heroes emerge.
This was the perfect time to change the power dynamics of the Human Race.
Though players were forced into this land, since everything was irreversible, why not go with the flow and take charge of their destinies?
Liu Fei’ang held on to this belief when partnering with the Exile, fully aware that without power, there’d be no say. The more people feared him, the more it proved his strength.
That woman, all alone, was right in the moment when foundations were needed. With his abilities, if he could let loose, how could he not gain even greater power?
Besides, his lifeline was constantly in her hands; she had no reason to worry about his betrayal.
Liu Fei’ang was confident that the masked woman would surely accept his surrender.
Onlookers could only watch in shock as Liu Fei’ang’s flesh puppets turned against him, pinning him down on the ground.
That woman continued to twist their perceptions.
They thought she couldn’t do anything to Liu Fei’ang, a walking meat sack, and that all attacks were useless.
Next, they found themselves thoroughly proved wrong.
Who knew what spell that woman had cast, but she directly controlled his main body!
“It’s over! It’s over! That woman is definitely going to take Liu Fei’ang!”
“Yeah! Such an OP thug, how can she just let him d*e? If it were me, I’d totally keep Liu Fei’ang in my grasp and take Sky Sword City without a doubt!”
“Ah! How infuriating! Another powerful enemy has appeared! What will our guild do?!”
Just as they were pulling their hair out discussing, something even more astonishing occurred.
The masked woman waved her hand lightly, and Liu Fei’ang’s head suddenly “thudded” to the ground. At that moment, not only his head, but the heads of all his bl**d puppets exploded simultaneously.
Everyone was left dumbfounded, utterly shaken.
“What… who is she? What a total badass!”
“I’m convinced! She’s the one I bow to!”
“I’m on my knees! Liu Fei’ang met his end without a second thought!”
“This is definitely a true big shot!”
