Thud!
Johnnie crashed straight down from the sky, unable to fly anymore due to the suppression of a special force.
It was that dark red chanical Golem causing trouble!
Johnnie felt a surge of anger in his heart, and at that mont, hordes of chanical Golems surged toward him.
Helpless, he had no choice but to start slaughtering them again, still refusing to use any skills, relying solely on his combat techniques.
Bang!
With a booming noise, he sent a chanical Golem flying, but this ti, it didn’t die.
What’s going on?
Johnnie frowned deeply and checked the attributes of the chanical Golem.
[chanical Golem: Blessed by the special laws of the chanical Realm, immune to normal attacks.]
Damn it!
Johnnie almost wanted to curse—these guys were practically forcing him to use skill attacks.
A massive wave of chanical Golems sward in, completely engulfing him, damage numbers flickering constantly above his head.
The attacks from these chanical Golems could deal more than a thousand points of damage each, and thousands of them attacking at once were now a real threat to him.
Reluctantly, Johnnie had no choice but to start using his skills again.
There was no way he’d dare to use Cosmic Eclipse Blade or Void Sword—those two skills were way too powerful.
That just left The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords and the Five Elents Technique.
Both of these skills had pretty high learning requirents.
The Five Elents Technique required mastery of the Five Elents Elental Gift.
And The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords was even harsher—it needed comprehension of The State of Sword Mind.
Johnnie didn’t believe these chanical Golems could possibly copy his Way of the Sword.
Buzz!
The Intent of the Sword humd, a flash of cold light, and eight flying swords echoed each other in the air.
These chanical Golems were immune to normal attacks, but they couldn’t withstand Johnnie’s skill attacks.
Mighty elental power of the five elents surged, and before these guys could even get close, Johnnie had already slaughtered them.
But more chanical Golems kept coming from all directions, blocking his advance, making it impossible for him to threaten that dark red chanical Golem.
What’s more, these chanical Golems weren’t alive, so killing them didn’t increase the level of his Seven Sword.
Fortunately, proficiency in The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords and the Five Elents Technique could still be improved.
[chanical Golem killed, chanical Perception 1]
[Accumulate 10,000 chanical Perception points, chanical talent 1%]
...
The prompt ssages kept popping up, and Johnnie’s chanical talent had already increased to 25%.
However, the prolonged fighting caused his mana points to deplete rapidly, and the energy drinks he had picked up earlier were all used up.
Feeling helpless, he had no choice but to reduce the frequency of his skill usage as much as possible, relying on the Skye shield to block these enemies’ attacks.
Mana points could recover slowly, but ntal fatigue was much harder to restore and could only be eased by resting.
At this point, Johnnie’s head was still foggy, and he was holding on purely through willpower.
Since entering this space, he had been fighting for two days straight without any rest.
On top of that, this hall was bizarre—just like before, he couldn’t log out.
Johnnie had tried several tis to attack the dark red chanical Golem, but every ti he was blocked by the army of chanical Golems.
With the suppression of this special force, he couldn’t fly and was unable to threaten that dark red chanical Golem.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the Intent of the Sword began to hum, and a chilling flash shot rapidly toward him.
A flying sword!
Johnnie was stunned for a mont and hurriedly raised his shield to block.
Clang!
He managed to block the flying sword, but his face looked grim.
It was The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords—the dark red puppet had actually mastered The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords!
What the hell was this thing? The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords required at least a class change to Sword Immortal and comprehension of The State of Sword Mind to master.
But it hadn’t even been a day, and that chanical Golem had already mastered his Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords.
The dark red chanical Golem looked at Johnnie, and there was even a hint of mockery and amusent in its eyes.
"Damn it!" Johnnie cursed angrily. He didn’t want to use skill attacks, but there was no way to withstand the siege of the chanical Golems otherwise.
"Maiev, do you have any way to deal with this thing?" he asked inwardly.
"No. This space is too unusual, and I can’t descend here. It seems to be the power of chanical law." Maiev’s voice replied.
Johnnie frowned slightly, catching onto sothing.
"chanical law... If I comprehend the chanical law, can I get out of here?" Hope rose again in his heart.
"Maybe." Maiev’s voice replied uncertainly, then continued, "But Master, the chanical law is extrely difficult to comprehend. Even if you have chanical talent, it would take hundreds of years to truly understand it."
"Just because others can’t, doesn’t an I can’t!" Johnnie said with confidence. With his Lucky Master profession, killing chanical Golems increased his chanical Perception by 1 point each.
And 10,000 chanical Perception points could be converted into 1% chanical talent. If he wanted to raise his chanical talent to 100%, comprehending the chanical law wouldn’t be a problem.
Forcing himself to endure the waves of dizziness, he continued using The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords, speeding up his slaughter.
Ever since that last strike, the dark red chanical Golem hadn’t attacked again. Its eyes glowed with chanical light as it watched Johnnie’s every move intently.
For so reason, a chill crept up Johnnie’s spine.
He was starting to think that the dark red chanical Golem wasn’t just copying his skills—it was learning!
A chanical Golem with the ability to learn might no longer be considered an ordinary chanical lifeform.
[chanical Golem killed, chanical Perception 1]
...
The prompt ssages kept coming, and as ti passed, another day slipped by without him noticing.
The endless fighting had already numbed Johnnie; he was relying entirely on his imnse willpower, swinging his weapon like a machine, slaughtering these chanical Golems.
At this point, his chanical talent had reached 50%, and he could clearly sense the commands controlling these chanical Golems, which kept forcing him to use more of his skills.
However, he couldn’t detect any command from that dark red chanical Golem; it almost seed as if the thing truly had a life of its own.
That dark red chanical Golem was very similar to the chanical Celestial Dragon, but Johnnie felt they were not the sa entity.
He only needed another 50%, and his chanical talent would reach 100%, allowing him to comprehend the chanical law.
At least two more days to go!
A stabbing pain shot through Johnnie’s head—this was the result of ntal exhaustion, but besides fighting, he had no other choice and could only grit his teeth and push on.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the Intent of the Sword began to hum again, and three flying swords shot toward him at high speed—the dark red chanical Golem was attacking once more.
Johnnie’s expression shifted; this guy had actually raised The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords to level 3.
It seed like its way of leveling up was completely different from his own.
Powerful and bizarre!
Johnnie didn’t dare let his guard down, so he raised the Skye shield in front of him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three impacts rang out, but Johnnie easily blocked the flying sword attacks.
The dark red chanical Golem didn’t attack again. It just continued to watch Johnnie quietly, still studying his sword techniques.
Gulp.
Johnnie swallowed hard. Suddenly, he had a feeling that this thing might reach level 9 in The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords before he did—or even comprehend the Sword Spirit Realm.
What the hell was this?
Were all mbers of The chanical Race this freakish?
Johnnie couldn’t help but feel a wave of despair. Could humanity really stand against such a powerful, monstrous race?
Negative emotions began to spread through his heart, and he even felt the urge to just give up and stop resisting.
"Master, snap out of it! It’s The chanical Race influencing you!" Maiev’s voice rang out, piercing straight to his soul.
Johnnie instantly sobered up, cold sweat breaking out across his forehead.
It was mind control!
This chanical Golem actually had powerful ntal control techniques. He suddenly thought of Novice Village No. 33, and those players who had their mories wiped.
The strength of The chanical Race went far beyond what he’d imagined.
He still had a sliver of hope—if he could comprehend the chanical law, maybe he could break out of this space.
But if he failed, he might really end up trapped here forever.
Buzz!
Just then, a cool, refreshing power surged through his mind—a vast, pure life force that began to restore his depleted spirit.
It was Maiev.
"Master, this is all I can do for you." Maiev’s voice sounded weaker than before.
"Thank you, it’s more than enough!" Hope flared in Johnnie’s eyes once more, his fighting spirit reignited, and he continued to use The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords to slaughter his enemies.
[chanical Golem killed, chanical Perception 1]
...
The prompt ssages kept coming, but unfortunately, these chanical Golems never dropped any Energy Cores.
Ti passed, and before he knew it, another whole day had gone by.
Johnnie was ntally exhausted, and even his muscles ached terribly; every swing of his longsword felt like it took everything he had.
Thankfully, his chanical talent had already reached 91%.
At most, he needed another half a day to reach 100% and comprehend the chanical law.
"Human, stop holding on. Just give up. That’s honestly the best choice for you." the dark red chanical Golem spoke up again, trying to tempt him.
By now, it could control eight flying swords at once—just like Johnnie, it had raised The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords to level 8.
But that seed to be its limit; it had reached level 8 half a day ago and hadn’t been able to go any higher.
It looked like whatever it could comprehend was just a copy of Johnnie’s abilities, and it couldn’t surpass him.
Johnnie ignored its attempts at persuasion and kept unleashing The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords, rcilessly slaughtering the never-ending stream of chanical Golems surrounding him.
These chanical Golems kept getting killed and then regenerated—it was like an endless cycle.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a surge of special energy washed over the chanical Golems, and they seed to undergo another transformation.
Johnnie was puzzled, but his attacks never paused for a second, his flying swords whistling through the air.
Clang, clang...
A series of crisp, tallic impacts rang out, but this ti, the chanical Golems weren’t killed.
Johnnie’s brows furrowed, and he finally noticed the special change in these chanical Golems.
[chanical Golem, blessed by the special law of the chanical space, immune to normal attacks and flying sword attacks]
Damn it, they were forcing him to use different skills now.
Johnnie frowned, realizing that the dark red chanical Golem had now fully mastered his Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords and couldn’t go any further—so it was trying to force him to use his other abilities.
"If that’s what you want, then you got it!" Johnnie’s expression turned icy. He stopped using The Technique of Swordsmanship for Controlling Swords, and an imnse power of the five elents surged around him as he unleashed the Five Elents Technique.
Whoosh...
The murderous Golden-Elental Power, the vibrant Wood-Elental Power, the lively Water-Elental Power, the raging Fire-Elental Power, and the solid Earth-Elental Power all swirled around him, engulfing the surrounding chanical Golems.
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