Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 419 – Your Trump Card is Now My Dog

Ten minutes earlier.

At the Capital Rift Defense Base, Core Control Room.

A massive electronic screen covered the entire wall.

Streams of red and green data frantically scrolled across the display.

“Beep beep beep!”

A piercing alarm suddenly blared through the spacious hall.

The technician monitoring the bioweapons’ vital signs shot up from his chair.

“Sir! We have a situation!”

The technician’s hands blurred across the keyboard as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

A middle-aged man in a Federation general’s uniform strode quickly to the screen.

Two stars gleamed on his shoulders, his eyes dark and brooding.

“What’s going on? Report clearly.”

“Subjects 375, 376, and 377—three mass-produced Lickers—lost all vital signs in the same second! Brainwaves completely flatlined!”

The technician pointed at three gray dots on the screen, his voice trembling.

The general’s brow furrowed.

“Location?”

“Capital west district, near the former commercial street intersection.”

The technician quickly pulled up a map.

“That’s the exact coordinate where the detector picked up the high-level energy fluctuation earlier.”

The general stared at the red dot on the map.

“Instant-killing three Level 4 Lickers?”

The general let out a cold snort.

“Looks like we’ve got a tough one. Has the energy index assessment been completed?”

“The system is still calculating.”

The technician glanced at the progress bar.

“Based on the energy peak from that instantaneous burst, the target is at least Level 6—quite possibly at the peak of Level 6!”

The general’s expression darkened.

A peak Level 6 powerhouse.

You could count them on one hand across all of Blue Star.

“Could it be one of Wang Shan’s people?”

The adjutant beside him leaned in.

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“Wasn’t he crippled and forced to flee to the U.S. with his remnants? How dare he send someone back to the capital?”

“Wang Shan, that old fox—a traitor who bites the hand that feeds him. We know all the high-level Evolved beings under his command. Unless he’s gotten some new backing from the Dragon Clan.”

The general clasped his hands behind his back.

“Whoever it is, daring to cause trouble in the Federation capital—they must be taken down.”

“Deploy the first echelon.”

“All of them?”

The adjutant hesitated.

“A hundred peak Level 4 Lickers—even against a peak Level 6, they won’t be taken out that quickly.”

The general’s tone was unyielding.

“Connect to the visual-sharing chips in those Lickers. I want to see in real time exactly who we’re dealing with. Also notify the Genetic Special Forces to stand by—these mass-produced units are only good for gathering intel; they won’t hold out long.”

“Yes, sir!”

The technician’s fingers hammered the Enter key.

The heavy blast doors of the underground base slowly rose, and over a hundred gray figures surged toward the west district through ventilation shafts and underground passages.

The control room’s main screen instantly split into over a hundred first-person views.

The images shook violently.

This was the perspective of Lickers bounding at high speed across buildings.

In less than ten minutes.

All hundred-plus views came to a simultaneous halt.

Every feed converged and froze on the center of the intersection.

The breathing in the control room collectively stopped at that moment.

Everyone’s eyes went wide, fixed on the center of the screen.

No words could describe the visual shock they were experiencing.

In the image stood a woman.

She wore a flowing cyan hanfu dress in classical style.

The sheer, ice-silk fabric clung perfectly to her flawless figure.

The sliver of snow-white calf exposed beneath the hem of her skirt was wrapped in nearly transparent, gossamer-thin stockings, and her feet were shod in a pair of white tasseled cloth shoes.

A breeze drifted by, sending the cyan fabric of her robes fluttering.

Following the waist that could be encircled by a single hand, upward.

That face was exquisite to the point of crashing even the most precise modeling software.

Her skin, fair as jade, bore not a single visible pore, and a cascade of pure white hair was swept up into a classical bun.

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But the most devastating feature was her eyes.

Even through the screen, nebulae swirled within those black pupils.

A single glance was enough to make one feel as though their very soul were being dragged inside.

She merely stood there casually, yet the cold aloofness and nobility radiating from her entire being made her seem like a deity gazing down upon ants from the highest heavens.

Breathtaking beauty laced with a suffocating pressure.

Gulp.

Someone in the silent control room swallowed hard.

“Th-this… is this even human?”

A technician stammered, his fingers hovering over the keyboard, completely forgetting to type.

The general was stunned as well.

In his lifetime, he had seen countless stunning women, and the laboratory boasted no shortage of artificially modified beauties among its Experimental Subjects.

But compared to the white-haired woman on the screen, all of them were utterly unsightly.

“Capture her! She must be taken alive!”

Snapping back to his senses, the general’s gaze turned fiercely fanatical.

“Notify General Chen—we’ve discovered a perfect base body in the capital region! With her, our high-tier gene fusion is guaranteed to succeed!”

Before his orders could even be relayed.

The image on the screen changed.

The breathtaking woman standing in place merely raised a pale, delicate hand.

Her crimson lips parted slightly, and she uttered a few words.

Because there was no audio feed, the control room couldn’t hear the sound.

But through her lip movements, everyone understood.

It was: “Kneel for me.”

The next second, the hundred-plus Lickers that had been poised to launch their lethal pounce were slammed hard against the ground, as if crushed by an invisible pair of colossal hands.

Every single Licker was forced down on all fours.

Their massive, malformed bodies pressed tightly against the asphalt, trembling uncontrollably.

Thick streams of viscous fluid poured from their fang-filled, split maws, yet not a single hiss dared to escape.

“What’s going on?!”

The general bellowed.

“I-I don’t know! The bio-chip’s control commands have been forcibly terminated!”

The technician, drenched in sweat, slammed his fingers against the keyboard in a frenzy.

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“The target is emitting an extremely terrifying wave of Mental Strength! The Lickers are refusing to execute attack commands!”

An absolute crushing of life-form hierarchy, combined with the ultimate mental domination of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox.

Under this overwhelming pressure, the primal fear buried deep in the genes of these Stitched Abominations—creatures driven purely by killing instinct—was thoroughly awakened.

In the feed.

Lin Fan let out a soft chuckle.

She activated her Omniscient Domain, and her perspective instantly pierced through the skulls of the Lickers.

She could clearly see that embedded in the cerebral cortex of each Licker was a black chip no larger than a fingernail.

That chip was continuously emitting faint electrical currents, attempting to wrest back control of the bodies.

They’re bringing out this kind of trash to make a spectacle of themselves.

Lin Fan scoffed inwardly.

Her vast Mental Strength instantly transformed into hundreds of fine threads, piercing with pinpoint accuracy into the brain of every single Licker.

Not a single bit of brain tissue was damaged.

But the moment they touched those black chips, her Mental Strength gave a subtle twist.

Crack!

Crack-crack-crack-crack!

The chips inside the brains of over a hundred Lickers shattered into dust at the exact same instant.

In the underground control room of the capital.

On the massive electronic screen covering the entire wall, over a hundred split-screen feeds erupted into static simultaneously, then went completely black.

“Connection lost!”

A technician shouted.

“All visual sharing and control signals are down!”

“Damn it!”

The general slammed his fist onto the console.

“She destroyed the control chips! Deploy the Genetic Troops immediately!”

On the streets of the ancient-style commercial district.

Lin Fan withdrew her Mental Strength.

Over a hundred Lickers remained sprawled on the ground.

With the chip’s forced control gone, they were now nothing but beasts driven purely by instinct.

And before the bloodline of the Lord of All Spirits, Lin Fan was their sole sovereign.

Their physiques were decent enough, though they were rather unsightly to look at.

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Lin Fan circled around the lead Licker, nudging its muscle-bound head with the toe of her tasseled cloth shoe.

The Licker let out a submissive whimper and voluntarily rubbed its head against the surface of Lin Fan’s shoe.

Lin Fan moved her foot away in disdain.

“Raw strength alone won’t cut it. Since you want to bite your former masters, I suppose I’ll have to give you an upgrade.”

With a flick of her wrist, two glass vials from the System Space appeared in her hand.

They were filled with an Energy Potion that emitted a faint green glow.

Lin Fan snapped her fingers.

The two vials of Energy Potion burst apart mid-air.

The translucent liquid scattered into a fine mist of shimmering light.

Using her Mental Strength to precisely control every single droplet, Lin Fan guided them evenly into the gaping maws of each Licker.

The Energy Potion entered their bodies.

Terrifying life force exploded directly within these Stitched Abominations.

“ROAR—!”

Over a hundred Lickers let out frenzied roars simultaneously.

Their muscles began to swell and restructure at a visible rate.

A dense layer of black keratin formed across their previously gray skin.

Their fangs grew even sharper, and the claws on their limbs lengthened by more than double.

Most astonishing of all was their aura.

Catalyzed by the Energy Potion, the presence of over a hundred peak-tier-four Stitched Abominations surged upward all at once. Though they hadn’t reached tier five, they were undeniably far stronger than before.

More importantly, as the Energy Potion merged into their blood, a fervent loyalty was seared deep into the souls of these monsters.

In their subconscious, only one directive remained: obey the white-haired goddess before them.

Lin Fan surveyed her newly transformed mutant army and nodded in satisfaction.

Not a single soldier of her own expended—all the raw materials had been delivered to her doorstep by the enemy.

The feeling of getting something for nothing was indeed quite pleasant.

She raised her hand and pointed toward the direction of the underground base.

“Good doggies.”

Lin Fan’s voice was cold, laced with mockery.

“Your former masters are watching the show. Go find them.”

A flicker of chill passed through Lin Fan’s eyes.

“Then… devour them all.”