Chapter 51: The Terrifying Crowd
Under the Pointed Star Tower.
Yao Can was the first to arrive on the scene, spotting a towering figure stationed at the entrance of the tower.
This figure was clad in heavy armor and wielded a sharp greatsword, emanating an aura of oppressive terror even from a distance. Clearly, this was one weighty contender.
“Who are you?” Yao Can squinted, his tone serious.
“I am a hero, the guardian of the Puppet Master,” the figure declared, “My duty is to expel the evildoers that disrupt the stage. As long as I stand here, no one gets an inch closer!”
“Oh?”
Yao Can raised an eyebrow in confusion.
He recognized that this “hero” was of the same variety he’d previously dealt with back in village days.
Is this a special puppet?
But even so, so what?
While that kind of puppet could indeed pose a nuisance for regular Night Watchers, for him, they were nothing more than ants to squash.
“Rust!”
Yao Can took a hefty step forward, and the stars within him erupted into blinding light, an unseen power crashing towards the hero, enveloping his form.
In the next moment, rust began to mar the hero’s armor and greatsword, patches of corrosion spreading across the once-glorious metal, rendering it gradually weaker.
“What is this evil power?”
The hero noticed his deteriorating condition and became alert.
“Then let’s end you swiftly!”
He raised his corroded greatsword and charged at Yao Can with fierce intensity.
Seeing this, Yao Can cranked up the output of his star power, the rate of rusting increasing wildly.
However, the hero was moving too fast.
In the blink of an eye, he was upon Yao Can.
“Ha!”
The massive sword came swinging down. Yao Can barely dodged, but the blade’s wind still grazed his skin, leaving a shallow cut.
Yao Can frowned, wiping the bl**d off his face, now aware of the unique nature of this puppet.
This was different from the village folk.
The hero had a high resistance to star power, coupled with crazy combat skills—definitely not something a mere human could handle. That kind of strength could split flesh from bone without a second thought!
Moreover, his speed was astonishing! For someone clad in such heavy armor, it made absolutely no sense.
He had a palpable aura of Star Eclipses around him.
A casual guess would confirm it.
The power bestowed by the Eclipses’ instigator was likely the strongest.
Was it because the character is “hero” that he’s so uniquely special?
If he could resist Star power, Yao Can might just be in real trouble here.
“This is problematic…”
Just then, another arrived on the scene.
It was Wang Chao.
“Whoa! What’s that big guy? He looks intimidating!”
“He’s a real pain! He can resist the star power, and I can’t handle him.”
“Leave it to me then!”
Wang Chao grinned, drawing a lightsaber from behind, its blue glow radiating a dangerous vibe—clearly packing terrifying lethal potential.
Weapons in this era had undergone serious upgrades.
Weapons that were fixed forms of energy, like swords, could slice through various metals with ease, way more effective than ordinary materials.
Wang Chao was on a whole different level compared to other Sunlight Night Watchers.
While others strived towards “deceptive tricks,” Wang Chao’s stars aimed to put him right in the frontlines as a warrior.
To be a Sunlight-level Night Watcher in the warrior category means being an elite pressure absorber—not to be underestimated.
“Let’s get this over with! The sooner we finish, the sooner we can rest! Four days is plenty!”
With that, Wang Chao dashed toward the hero, preparing for a head-on showdown.
“Another evildoer? It doesn’t matter! No matter how many come, I’ll hold this ground! One man blocks ten thousand!”
The two clashed violently.
The lightsaber and greatsword crashed together, exploding with fierce sparks, a terrifying pressure sending waves that stirred up dust all around.
Wang Chao gritted his teeth, battling against the weight of the greatsword and feeling astounded.
“Such power!”
“This is the strength of a hero!”
The hero pushed Wang Chao back, laying into him with a series of fierce attacks, each swing leaving deep and varied gashes in the ground.
“Good power, but still not enough to take me down.”
Wang Chao wielded his lightsaber, blocking the relentless barrage with mere flesh and bl**d against this inhuman strength, managing to defend against the hero’s combos.
He wasn’t even using the star power yet.
Activating the stars required careful consideration. It wasn’t something to trigger haphazardly.
After all, this was a rather “friendly fire” star after all.
Yao Can watched the fierce battle unfold, planning to circumvent them and enter the Pointed Star Tower.
Suddenly, a strange sensation coursed through him, as if a hammer was pounding against his heart.
“What’s happening?!”
An eerie force invaded his body continuously, invisible strands swirling in the air like a swarm of bees, homing in on Yao Can.
“Oh no!”
Yao Can quickly severed the threads, fighting against control. He summoned all his mental energy to resist.
Now he was showing signs of being assimilated by the Star Eclipses, which hadn’t been as strong moments ago.
“Wait…”
Yao Can’s pupils dilated. He finally remembered something he’d overlooked.
It’s the wound!
That earlier attack from the hero had left a mark on his face, and the Star Eclipses power was seeping in like a toxic pollutant, accelerating his assimilation.
Realizing this, Yao Can shouted to Wang Chao: “Wang Chao! The hero’s attacks carry Star Eclipses power! If you get hurt, it will speed up assimilation! Be careful!”
“Got it!”
With a response, Yao Can promptly retreated to a safe distance, sitting down to fully focus on resisting the invasive Eclipses.
If he got controlled… well, that would be real trouble.
If just one Sunlight Night Watcher turned into a Star Eclipses puppet, the entire Night Watcher side would collapse!
At the top of the Pointed Star Tower.
A petite loli stood at the edge, her gaze coldly surveying the land below.
This was her stage.
On this stage, she would perform an incredibly grand act, but…
Who would come to watch her show?
Many rascals were gathering backstage.
They sought to stop her performance, with ill intentions—a bunch of rotten evildoers.
As punishment for their disruptions, they ought to be turned into puppets to become part of the stage.
But dealing with those vile troublemakers didn’t seem like a simple task…
The real performance was about to begin; she needed to speed things up.
The Puppet Master raised her hands to the sky, countless threads floating above, moving under her command.
“Come here, my puppets, clear away all the troublemakers! This performance cannot have a single mishap.”
In the next instant.
It was as if everyone in the city received a summons, all flocking towards the Pointed Star Tower, the strands pulling them closer together.
The crowd was coming.
