The movements of the Stand-In Puppet were like the scythe of death, each swing precisely reaping the lives of the enemies.
The consciousness labyrinth of Alpha was as fragile as a paper toy before it.
The moment the sharp Bone Blade pierced the labyrinth's core, the spiritual circuits that had been meticulously woven over hundreds of years scattered and disintegrated like broken strings of pearls.
The Puppet had completely mastered the secrets of these labyrinth constructions.
The spiritual core of each labyrinth was located at its geometric center, connected by a dense network of neural fibers.
As long as the key connection points were precisely severed, the entire labyrinth would collapse with a thunderous crash.
"Damn it! This is impossible!"
Alpha's voice echoed throughout the arena, with hundreds of brains simultaneously emitting terrified Spiritual Waves.
The silver neural fibers convulsed violently as if electrocuted:
