Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 952: The Sparrow Stalks the Praying Mantis

Chapter 952: Chapter 952: The Sparrow Stalks the Praying Mantis

Boom!

Quickly, a brown puppet kicked the ground with its legs and sprinted like the wind, charging straight towards Wyatt Barnes.

On its body, a surge of creamy-white Origin Force burst forth, immediately merging with the rising ’Earth concept’ to form a rolling brown power, wrapping around its body and boosting its speed to the extreme.

Whoosh!

Meanwhile, above the head of the brown puppet in the void, first appeared the phantom images of a hundred ancient Horned Dragons, followed by another two hundred.

"The Origin Force of the Seventh Order of the Cave Void Realm? The First level high-order Earth concept?"

Seeing this scene, Wyatt Barnes breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he had indeed been worried that the group of puppets in front of him contained ’fragments of Earth concept’ of higher than the Seventh Order. If that had been the case, he would have been destined for bad luck today.

The puppet that charged at Wyatt Barnes first, shrouded in brown power, soon resonated with the entire land, at this moment, no longer distinguishing between you and me.

Whoosh!

Above the void, beside the three hundred ancient Horned Dragon phantoms, another hundred ancient Horned Dragon phantoms appeared.

"To actually borrow ’the power of Earth’ with ’Earth concept’... apart from lacking spiritual intelligence and the ability to use spiritual weapons, how are they any different from human warriors?"

Staring blankly at the four hundred ancient Horned Dragon phantoms rushing towards him, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but show a bitter smile.

Swoosh!

At the same time, the brown puppet arrived in front of Wyatt Barnes, its speed unaffected by its seemingly cumbersome body.

It threw a punch, smashing towards Wyatt Barnes’s forehead like a cannonball!

Wrapped around the puppet’s fist were strands of vast brown power, rolling out with an earth-shattering force, compressing the air and creating a series of piercing blast noises.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

The power comparable to that of four hundred ancient Horned Dragons, accompanied by the continuous blasting noise, swept over in an instant, about to land on Wyatt Barnes.

"Hmph!"

Wyatt Barnes, who had been ready for this, met the punch head-on without any fear, his whole body bursting with Origin Force, and the four ’concepts’ following him like a shadow, unleashing the power comparable to eight hundred ancient Horned Dragons.

Bang!!

With Wyatt Barnes’s fist meeting the puppet’s, a huge noise spread out.

Wyatt Barnes stood in place, unmoved.

In contrast, the puppet’s fist showed cracks spreading rapidly, soon extending throughout its entire body.

The next moment, the puppet crashed to the ground, turning into a pile of rubble, amidst which a ’brown fragment’ was particularly conspicuous.

"A First Level Earth concept fragment!"

Wyatt Barnes extended his hand, and a strand of Origin Force reached out, wrapping around the fragment and lifting it, then stowed it away into his Storage Ring.

Although the ’First Level Earth concept fragment’ was of little use to him, at the end of the day it was still a ’concept fragment’ of extraordinary value, which might be useful in the future.

"So strong!"

The person hiding in the corner of the cave, a young man dressed in blue, witnessed the scene of Wyatt Barnes punching the puppet to pieces, and his face couldn’t help but change dramatically.

"That puppet, wrapped in full power, could unleash the strength of four hundred ancient Horned Dragons... yet it was still blasted apart by his bare fist in a head-to-head clash! Is he a disciple of the North Nether Sect? Since when did the North Nether Sect have such a character?"

The youth in blue took a deep breath, his brows filled with wariness as he secretly guessed the identity of the young man in purple.

"It seems I can only go for the box that contains the ’treasure’ when he is being besieged by the remaining puppets... Otherwise, if he discovers me, I am as good as dead!"

The youth in blue made up his mind.

All this, naturally, Wyatt Barnes was unaware of.

After killing one puppet, his attention landed on the remaining group of puppets.

At this time, the rest of the puppets also took action.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

...

As Wyatt Barnes tensed up, a group of puppets charged towards him from all directions, their speed not inferior to the one Wyatt Barnes had just shattered.

Even among these puppets, there were quite a few whose strength far exceeded that puppet’s.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

Accompanied by a group of hundreds of puppets surrounding him, tens of thousands of ancient Horned Dragon phantoms, with fangs bared and claws dancing from all directions, pounced towards Wyatt Barnes with overwhelming momentum.

Each puppet’s eyes blazed with brown flames, watching Wyatt Barnes with a relentless tenacity, as if they were determined to fight him to the death.

Wyatt Barnes knew that against these puppets that lacked human spiritual intelligence, there was only one most straightforward and direct method – to completely destroy them.

Only then could he resolve the current crisis.

Somehow, a sword appeared in Wyatt Barnes’s hand, a sword emitting waves of a destructive aura—the Emperor Grade spirit sword he had originally obtained from the ’Sword Emperor’s treasure hoard’.

Although, among the puppets that pounced on him, the strongest still not exceeding the strength of seven hundred ancient Horned Dragons after borrowing ’the power of Earth’.

The problem, however, was that he wasn’t facing one or two puppets, but over a hundred.

Their powers might not be able to combine, but once they came crashing down from all directions, if they gained the upper hand, not even ten lives would be enough for him to die.

What he needed to do now was to break out of the encirclement and then defeat these puppets one by one.

If he went head-to-head with them, that would definitely be courting death!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Hundreds of puppets pounced toward Wyatt Barnes, simultaneously throwing punches that compressed the air, setting off a series of noisy, piercing blast sounds that were incessant and unending.

Not only that, as the sound of the blasts spread, the air currents in the atmosphere were quickly compressed, releasing invisible waves of force that stirred up mighty gusts of wind, filling the large cave with dust.

Nine Dragons Flash!

Facing the siege of hundreds of puppets, the prepared Wyatt Barnes kept his gaze fixed on one side, his entire body darting out as he flicked his Emperor Grade spirit sword in his hand, unleashing a vast force through it.

Instantly, three solidified Divine Dragons roared forth, with three pairs of eyes bursting with brilliance, shooting out six extreme flashes of light that killed six puppets on that side.

When six puppets fell, a small gap appeared in the encirclement.

Like a Whirlwind!

Seizing this opportunity, Wyatt Barnes executed his movement martial skill, transforming into a gust of wind and blowing swiftly through the gap, evading the surround of the group of puppets.

However, after he left the encirclement, a group of puppets still chased after him. Although they lacked intelligence, they seemed to regard Wyatt Barnes as a foe they wouldn’t stop pursuing until he was dead.

It was as if their movements would never cease until Wyatt Barnes was dead.

"Hmph!"

Wyatt Barnes, who had broken out of the encirclement, faced the attack of hundreds of approaching puppets with a cold snort, his figure flickering like the wind as he dashed toward more than a dozen puppets not far on one side.

Nine Dragons Flash!

Sword Drawing Technique!

The sword in Wyatt Barnes’s hand, with every swing, either unleashed three Divine Dragons, firing six ultimate flashes of light, or transformed into a bolt of lightning that destroyed a puppet.

"I didn’t expect his strength to be this formidable... we can’t wait any longer! If we keep waiting, he will definitely wipe out all the remaining puppets."

The youth in blue clothes hiding in a corner clenched his teeth and made up his mind.

Seeing that Wyatt Barnes’s attention was not on the ceiling at the center of the cave, the youth in blue took a deep breath and leaped into the air, becoming a streak of lightning that made for the ceiling.

Wyatt Barnes, who was one-sidedly crushing a group of puppets, was wholly invested in the battle and naturally did not notice someone appearing, let alone someone trying to take the delicate box at the ceiling of the cave’s center.

That delicate box was precisely where the treasure left behind by the Martial Emperor powerhouse was stored.

The hundreds of puppets Wyatt Barnes was now facing were exactly the trial one had to overcome to obtain the ’treasure.’

While Wyatt Barnes was here dealing with the trial, someone was scheming to stealthily take the treasure.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

...

Wyatt Barnes’s sword strikes were as quick as lightning and as deadly as a venomous snake, every swipe easily destroying one or several puppets, with not a single one surviving under his sword.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

One by one, the thoughtless puppets, without any fear despite their comrades being killed, continued to viciously lunge at Wyatt Barnes.

To the death!

However, their fate was invariably destruction.

At the same time, the figure of the youth in blue had already approached the center of the cave ceiling. He moved lightning fast, taking down the delicate box that was embedded there.

Looking at the delicate box in his hand, a bright smile appeared on the face of the youth in blue.

Success!

"After he exhausts himself killing all the puppets, to then find out that the ’treasure’ has been taken by someone else... he would probably vomit blood in frustration, wouldn’t he?" the youth in blue thought to himself, smirking as he glanced in Wyatt Barnes’s direction.

But that one glance nearly split his eyes with rage!

Because he discovered that the moment he took the delicate box from the cave ceiling, the puppets that were originally heading toward Wyatt Barnes all suddenly stopped moving and turned their heads to look at him.

The earthen yellow flames in their eyes rose steadily, as if declaring their rage.

"Run!"

Seeing that the group of puppets was about to abandon Wyatt Barnes and charge at him, the youth in blue’s complexion greatly changed. Not daring to hesitate, he darted away toward a distant place.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

...

Almost the moment the youth in blue made a move, the remaining dozens of earthen yellow-colored puppets abandoned Wyatt Barnes and pursued him.

"What’s going on?"

The actions of the group of puppets made Wyatt Barnes pause in surprise; he then instinctively turned his head to look.

With just one glance, a layer of frost appeared on his face.

"Trying to take something that belongs to Wyatt Barnes?"

The next moment, Wyatt Barnes’s figure moved, transforming into a purple streak of lightning, following the group of puppets.