Chapter 2480 Magma Organisms (2)
Fire Demon was thrown heavily to the ground by Zhang Yi. The divine chains, as if alive, meandered and bound him firmly to the ground. The sharp hooks pierced through his body, not killing him, but rendering him unable to move or even commit suicide.
The inscriptions on the chains shimmered with a pale silver light, like a prohibition from the depths of the universe, even the fluctuations of energy were stilled.
Fire Ghost raised his head, a trace of stubbornness still lingering in his eyes.
"Six generations... do you think capturing me will change anything? The flames of our Zhurong clan will burn down the entire land—"
"Falling Puppet."
Yang Xinxin gently raised her hand, too lazy to waste any more words with him. At this moment, in her eyes, the Fire Ghost was nothing more than a brain knowledge bank.
A colossal Fallen Golem appeared within the black mist, its Judgment Longbow drawn, and a crimson light suddenly flashed, condensing from its palm into an extremely thin "arrow".
The arrow was entirely composed of pink and deep red, resembling liquid lust or invisible threads of the soul.
Before the fire demon could understand what was happening, the arrow had already silently pierced his chest.
"what--"
He shuddered suddenly, but quickly became bewildered, because there was no pain, only that something deep within his heart had been quietly changed.
His pupils contracted violently, slowly being stained by the deep red light.
His consciousness collapsed and then reassembled in an instant.
Yang Xinxin stared at him silently, her expression as cold as a god.
The "arrow of lust" can seize the most core "autonomous will" of the soul, turning it into a puppet.
Slaves obey all of their master's commands unconditionally.
A few seconds later, the fire demon knelt down, his gaze submissive, and said in a hoarse voice:
"My lord, fire demons obey."
Zhang Yi smiled faintly: "Not bad."
He turned to Yang Xinxin and said, "Ask him for all the information about the Zhurong clan."
Yang Xinxin tapped her chin lightly, then extended her slender fingers and gently touched the fire ghost's forehead.
The energy ripples spread out, and the light in the entire hall dimmed slightly.
The Fire Demon's pupils flickered with fragmented images, a sign that his memories were being forcibly read.
As Yang Xinxin's abilities improve, it may become easier to read the memories of slaves, eliminating the need for lengthy oral recitations.
Instead, it allows direct mental sensing to access the other person's memories.
Accompanied by a low murmur, information poured out like a tidal wave:
The Zhurong clan dwells deep within the Earth's mantle, living year-round in a sea of lava.
Their blood flows with "rocky heart and fiery marrow," and their normal body temperature can reach 800 degrees Celsius.
In terms of armed forces, the top combat power is divided into two tiers:
The first layer consists of three [Overlords of the Infernal Realm]: Yan Jin, Cang Huo Liu, and Ran Yu Tian.
Each of them rules over three lava seas and is the true king of the Zhurong tribe, all of whom are "knight-level" beings.
The second level consists of "bishop-level" warriors, totaling nine, including the deceased Lu Shao and Xu Tun, as well as the Fire Ghost before them.
Despite their formidable military strength, their civilization and technology were extremely backward.
It is even inferior to the human world.
Because their world cannot use conventional materials to build equipment, almost all ordinary materials would melt at high temperatures.
However, their energy conversion and physical structure have reached their limits.
"So that's how it is. It's a relatively primitive tribe."
Zhang Yi touched his nose, a faint smile on his face, but a bright light shone in his eyes.
He prefers opponents who are physically strong but mentally weak.
It's important to understand that not everyone has the opportunity like Columbus, to take up a musket and fight against natives who use spears, and then directly plunder the rich resources of an entire continent.
"In other words, it can be roughly determined that their superhuman strength is stronger than that of the Wuluan Empire, but their intelligence and technology are still stuck in the old era."
"You could even say that their threat is less than that of the Uluwatu Empire. Ha!"
Yang Xinxin raised her eyes and calmly analyzed, "They have three knights. According to the ranking system, brother still needs to be careful in dealing with them."
Zhang Yi smiled.
"Caution? Isn't that a given?"
He glanced sideways and said softly, "But I think... this is a good investment."
His smile gradually turned dangerous.
"Since they like to start fires—let's go to their territory and see whose fire burns brighter."
He said to Yang Xinxin, "Continue to search his mind. I want to extract as much information as possible about the Zhu Rong clan!"
"With our current strength, we don't need the entire nation's resources. My team, which includes Zhang Yi, is far superior to the entire nation's resources six months ago!"
He turned around and, using the highest level of access to the intelligent system, issued an order to the entire city of Tianhai: "Notify all personnel to enter maximum alert! Shadow Squad, assemble immediately! All members inside Tianhai Fortress, assemble immediately!"
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The night at Skysea Fortress was quiet and tense.
In the highest conference room of Tianhai Fortress—the villa lobby—all the core members arrived almost simultaneously.
The air was filled with the smell of metal and energy.
The screen projected the intelligence gathered by Yang Xinxin—information about the distribution, energy structure, ecological structure, and most importantly, the combat power level of the Zhurong clan.
The Fire Demon revealed all the information about the Zhu Rong clan. As a high-ranking member of the Zhu Rong clan, he even knew everything about their defense system.
The Zhu Rong clan, whose technological civilization was not so advanced, was practically invisible in front of Yang Xinxin.
Zhang Yi sat on the sofa in the center of the living room, the End Demon God Armor already attached to his body. He was like a black iron tower shrouded in the night, cold and composed.
This posture of combat readiness made everyone feel the atmosphere of an impending major battle.
Uncle You was the first to break the silence. With an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, he asked with a smile, "Zhang Yi, I heard that this time the target is another civilization? And this civilization just attacked a city in our Huaxu Kingdom!"
"Is it that exciting? Are we going to start a national war right now?"
Fatty Xu stared wide-eyed, somewhat incredulous.
Currently, various ancient civilizations and races around the world have emerged one after another, all eyeing the strength of the sixth generation of humans, and fierce wars have broken out in many countries.
Based on Zhang Yi's personality, he thought he would stay in Tianhai City and not go anywhere else.
Zhang Yi turned his head, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
"Yes."
His tone was calm, but every word he uttered was like a block of iron falling to the ground.
"If we want to usher in peace in the future, we must take this opportunity to establish our power! A good start will prevent a hundred more from coming! If we don't take action against an ancient civilization that has offended us, sooner or later, new troubles will come knocking on our door."
"When we annihilated the Wuluan Empire, the whole world was watching. But now—more ancient civilizations have their eyes on the surface!"
"We need to make them all clearly understand that we are also the butcher, not the fish on the chopping board!"
"Therefore, becoming a great power and joining them is the wisest choice."
