210: Chapter 210 Dummy: What do you call this?

"Roar——!" Pyramid Head let out an angry roar.

He gripped the rusty, door-sized giant blade tightly with both hands, holding it in front of him, attempting to force his way forward against the intense artillery fire through sheer willpower.

He was the ultimate executioner of the Inner World!

How could he be pinned down by a hunk of iron?!

However, the ideal was full, but reality was cruel.

"Boom——!" Another Death Beam descended with precision.

Having just taken half a step, Pyramid Head was once again sent flying by the terrifying kinetic energy, his massive body disintegrating in mid-air and turning into a spray of flesh.

Inside the cockpit of the Red Wolf Tank, Lu Yuan stretched comfortably.

"Noah, activate fire control custody mode, target locked on that big-headed monster in front."

"As long as he dares to stand up, blast him down for me!"

"Understood, Master." Noah's cold, mechanical voice echoed.

Afterwards, Lu Yuan took out a set of exquisite coffee utensils from his personal space.

Amidst the terrifying scene outside, with artillery fire raining down and flesh flying everywhere, he actually leisurely boiled water and brewed himself a fragrant cup of freshly ground hot coffee.

He even leisurely added two sugar cubes to it.

Outside the tank, the Red Wolf Guild members responsible for guarding had also completely relaxed at this point.

At first, they had been quite frightened by the monster's oppressive presence. But now...

"Brothers, the betting is open, it's open!" Lin Zihao leaned against the armored vehicle, happily smoking a cigar.

"I bet fifty cents that this big-headed monster will need ten seconds to stand up this time!"

"I bet fifteen seconds!"

"What do you guys know? With the Boss's firepower, even an Abyss Lord would have to kneel. I bet he'll be lying down for at least half a minute this time!"

The members burst into laughter. There was even a middle-aged woman from the Logistics Team who had already skillfully set up a small stove and started roasting potato slices on the side.

The atmosphere was so joyous it was as if they were watching a grand fireworks display.

In the very center of the artillery fire, Pyramid Head's situation was miserable to the extreme.

As the number of deaths and reassemblies increased, his pride and joy—the immortality rule of the Inner World—seemed to be on the verge of being forcibly drained by this violent firepower.

His resurrection speed was visibly slowing down. From the initial five seconds, it had gradually extended to ten seconds, twenty seconds, and now it even took a full half-minute to barely piece together half a body!

This Reaper of the Inner World, once feared by countless survivors, was now so aggrieved under the absolute physical suppression of the infinite firepower that he was almost on the verge of tears.

He screamed crazily in his heart. No, big brother! Is your firepower infinite?! Just how many shots have you fired?! You've already shot me over two hundred times, haven't you!!

Even a body made of iron couldn't withstand this kind of bombardment! Stop shooting! Stop shooting! I beg you! Can't I just admit I was wrong?! I shouldn't have pointed my blade at you!

However, the sad part was that he was just a monster without vocal cords.

His soul's wail, filled with grievance and pleas for mercy, passed through his rusty iron helmet and, upon reaching human ears, turned into a dull and terrifying roar!

"Roar——!!!" (Stop shooting, I beg you!)

Pyramid Head had just finished reassembling his upper body and let out a desperate wail.

Lu Yuan sat in the cockpit, picked up his coffee, and took a small sip. Hearing this roar, he raised an eyebrow and let out a cold laugh.

"Oh ho?" "You've got a stiff spine, huh? After being blasted over two hundred times, you still dare to shout at me?"

"Fine, you've got a temper. I like hard bones like you!"

Lu Yuan put down the coffee cup and waved his hand. "Noah, increase the firepower output! Overload launch!"

"Boom——!!!" An Annihilation Beam, twice as thick as before, erupted violently.

Pyramid Head, who had just poked his head out, didn't even have time to scream before he was instantly vaporized into nothingness again.

...

Meanwhile, inside the Grand Theater.

The space here was huge, with dim, flickering light. On the dilapidated stage, curtains stained with dark red blood fluttered in the wind.

The surrounding walls were mottled and peeling, and the air was filled with a thick, mixed smell of preservatives and rot.

In the various corners of the theater and in the dark auditorium, dozens of eerie figures stood silently. They were faceless mannequins.

Their material seemed to be made of some kind of ghastly pale wood; they had no facial features, but their hands were tightly clutching rusty saws, hammers, and bone-cleaving knives.

They were the nightmare of this theater. Usually, due to the obstruction of the Surface World fog, the number of survivors who could accidentally wander into the Inner World was at most a dozen or so.

What they liked most was hiding in the dark, watching those pitiful prey scream in terror and flee in a breakdown within the darkness. Then, like a cat catching a mouse, they would torture them to death bit by bit.

Today, they had heard the commotion outside the door and had long since lain in ambush in the darkness. They were ready to use the most cruel methods to entertain this batch of fresh prey.

"Bang——!" The heavy, solid wood door of the theater was kicked open violently by someone.

The faceless mannequins gripped their saws excitedly. Come on, prey! Tremble with fear to your heart's content!

However, the next second, all the mannequins froze. Because what rushed in was not a dozen shivering survivors. Instead, it was...

A dark, overwhelming sea of people! A massive throng! Over fifty thousand fully armed Red Wolf Guild players with eyes gleaming with excitement squeezed in!

The originally spacious and eerie Grand Theater was instantly packed so tightly that there was hardly any room left to stand.

Various high-powered searchlights instantly lit up, illuminating the dim theater as bright as day!

"Holy crap! It's pretty big in here!" "Quick, look for supply boxes!" "Dismantle those seats over there and see if there are any treasures hidden underneath!"

The players were like a swarm of locusts, chattering away as they began to scavenge everywhere.

The faceless mannequins hiding in the corners were completely dumbfounded at this moment. Wait... what is going on?! Where did so many people come from?! Who the hell is surrounding whom, anyway?!

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura radiating from those fifty thousand people, the dozens of faceless mannequins froze in place, not daring to move an inch. Absolutely not daring to move!!

They had a strong intuition that if they dared to reveal themselves or show even a hint of hostility now, they would absolutely be torn alive on the spot by this group of fierce and malevolent humans!

There was no other choice; the faceless mannequins could only desperately suppress their killing instincts. They stood stiffly in place like real inanimate objects, pretending to be ordinary props in the theater, praying that this group of bandits would finish searching and leave quickly.

Of course, the thing they feared most happened. Just then, a few burly men from the Logistics Team wandered over. One of the men walked up to a faceless mannequin and looked it up and down.

He reached out his rough hand and knocked hard on the mannequin's bald head twice. "Thump, thump."

The man's eyes lit up, and he turned to shout at his companions: "Hey? Brothers, come and take a look!"

"The material of this mannequin model seems to be top-quality solid wood!" "Roasting meat with solid wood, that's fragrant! What do you say?" "Should we dismantle this thing and chop it up for firewood?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faceless mannequin that had been knocked shuddered violently in terror on the spot! The rusty saw almost fell to the ground.

The air went quiet for two seconds. The man was stunned at first, then his eyes widened, he jumped back violently, and roared:

"Not good! This wood has become sentient!" "This f***ing thing is a living monster!!" "Brothers, grab your weapons, take him down!!!"