Chapter 862: Chapter 270: Puppeteer? Old Man Strikes Four!_3


    The moment the air around them was imprisoned, the other three were already retreating rapidly, protecting the New King Arthur.


    However, Domingo’s Puppet Theater was too vast; from the moment he took out the Puppet, he lost mobility and had no choice but to clash head-on.


    “Secret Technique·Puppet Iron Wall!”


    He wanted to control the Puppets to defend, but found that after the air solidified, the Puppets were greatly restricted.


    Suddenly looking up, he already saw a hundred-meter-long Strong Tiger condensed in the sky.


    A Ferocious Tiger Curse Spirit, completely made up of Gang Air!


    ...


    The tiger pounced from the mountain, heading straight for the Puppet legion.


    Upon being attacked, the defensive Curses engraved on the Puppets’ bodies naturally lit up, and various colored Energy Shields appeared like bubbles.


    Normally, his more than a hundred Puppets contained energy that could be equivalent to the Curse Power of dozens of Sixth Tier card masters, sufficient to defend against several Legend-tier fighters while their offense was also considerable.


    However, as the Ferocious Tiger Curse Spirit pounced down, the bright Curse Power Shields on the Puppets shattered like fragile light bulbs, extinguishing in large swaths.


    “Thud, thud, thud...”


    The sound of shields shattering was incessant.


    As the tiger pressed down, the air in this space became as dense as steel.


    Although Domingo was mentally prepared, he never imagined this move would be so ferocious.


    He wanted to hold on, but even his hand reaching for the Cards was trembling.


    Unable to hold back, he vomited a mouthful of blood.


    What’s worse, this wasn’t just a simple crushing by “Air.”


    There was a punch!


    The Air was only to stop him from escaping, the fatal blow was the fist strength coming after.


    “Crack!”


    Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of something splitting next to his ear, and Domingo’s pupils shrank sharply.


    Although it was hard to part with so many Puppets, he knew that if he stayed, he would lose half his life.


    “Thud!”


    A hundred meters away, a pale-faced Domingo had just managed to escape, and hadn’t even had time to take a breath.


    He immediately sensed that deadly lock on himself.


    “This is bad!”


    Domingo’s expression changed drastically as he summoned ten Cards, which exploded into ten Puppets: “Command·Ten soldiers protect the Lord!”


    These were all top Puppets of the Sixth Tier!


    Normally, this would be enough to counter any opponent of the modern era.


    But at this moment, he had no confidence at all.


    Because the old man a hundred meters away, in just a blink of an eye, had already appeared right in front of him!


    Domingo felt heartbroken as he once again pulled out a Life-saving card, shouting angrily in his heart: “Damn it!”


    He knew where his weakness lay!


    The opponent understood it even better!


    Just like Mechanical equipment poses little threat to High-Order Card Masters, largely because the machinery is too “sluggish.”


    Controlling machinery, from the thought to the execution, requires transmission; that gap is too long and easy to predict.


    Puppet Masters have the same problem when controlling their Puppets.


    No matter how skilled a Puppet Master is, directing commands through Curse Power Thread has a delay.


    However, as a top-tier Puppet Master, Domingo had minimized this delay to an almost negligible level, comparable to Legend Body Cultivators.


    But what he was facing was a peak legend who had transcended Legends.


    No matter how short his control interval was, could it be faster than a legendary Air Skill Master?


    The Puppets had just been summoned and taken a defensive stance, and before Domingo could issue his second command, those ten Puppets had barely blocked Barre Shepherd for a moment.


    And then, they were turned to dust in the winds of his cyclonic punch.


    “Boom! Boom! Crash...”


    The Puppets burst apart, spewing out countless Flying needles, poison water, corrosive Miasma, Curses... spraying all over.


    But Barre Shepherd continued to completely ignore it all.


    He only sneered, “Escaped again, did you... I want to see how many more of these Life-saving relics you have!”


    With a thought, he stepped off into empty air once again, pursuing that qi signal.