The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian knew that the puppets here did not need to be as complicated as the ones he was making in Time Warp Zone.

It was even exceptionally simple, as long as it could be used.

For example, a few blocks of wood and some stones could be turned into a simple puppet. If he was afraid of exhaustion, he could tie up refined iron in some parts of the puppet.

Anyway, the land on the island was ordinary.

It was as easy as cutting tofu if he used refined iron.

If Caspian wanted to be easier, he didn’t even need to make puppets.

He could directly use spiritual Qi to lead refined iron.

However, after thinking for a while, Caspian decided to create simple puppets to complete this task. If he used spiritual Qi to control the puppets, he needed to adjust the puppets’ limbs.

In this way, it would be more difficult and helpful to enhance his control of spiritual Qi.

Without hesitation, Caspian immediately began to do the work.

After being arranged by Caspian, Flame Gordon first went to the palace to meditate and cultivate.

It was much easier for a cultivator to cut wood than a mortal.

Mortals still had to cut, hack, and so on.

With a wave of Caspian’s arm, spiritual Qi swept, and the trees on the island suddenly fell to the ground.

Then threads of spiritual Qi shot out from between Caspian and they drew the wood and prepared refined iron.

Not long after, dozens of crooked puppets, carrying hoes and other tools, stood in front of Caspian.

It had been eight or nine years since Caspian had been locked up in hellhole prison, and he had not led troops to fight again.

At this moment, when he saw the situation in front of him, he couldn’t help but feel that these simple and rough puppets were a group of soldiers who completely obeyed his orders.

Caspian involuntarily laughed when he thought of this.

After which, he shook his head and continued to create similar puppets.

***

Time flew, and soon it was evening.

red sun slowly descended along with the

into half

it was ice and the other

the setting sun was a symbol of the end of a

island where Caspian was located

a few

they could not be considered

a formation, lifted the

in another place, and then turning them into fences and circling the ground. On the other side, dozens of

these wooden men added up

movements were in

of working could be heard, and no extra movements of these wooden people could be heard. If all these wooden men were normal people, then the scene

was sitting

slightly and used his Divine Sense to sense

hands were placed

index fingers, there were thousands of thin lines condensed by spiritual Qi, pulling the

could only focus

could

could focus on three

if he wanted more, he had to

continued to increase, not only was

they could achieve a hundred things that ordinary people

more part it needed to be distributed, the more tired one was, just like a person who needed to work too

from another point of view, this was

tempering one’s divine

was much better than cultivator’s

lead would be tied to the

controlled an extra wooden man, it was equivalent to tying

him to control three to four hundred wooden men at the

Devil Prince, his

using his heart and soul to continue strengthening his

only controlled about 200

than a dozen or twenty puppets, and the number of wooden people increased from time

in the evening, the number was almost twice as much as it had been at

had put in a lot of effort because

when he fought

raised his finger, there was a thin layer