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.

slowly descended along with

into half

it was ice and the other half

of the setting sun was a symbol of the end of

the island where Caspian was located was

few pieces

speaking, they could not be

formed a formation, lifted the hoe together,

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

total number of these wooden men added up

their movements were in an

be heard, and no extra movements of these wooden people could be heard. If all these wooden men were

Caspian was

used his Divine Sense to sense

hands were placed on

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

people could only focus

with extraordinary talent could

who were gifted could focus

if he wanted more, he had to be a

cultivators continued to increase, not only was the body condensed, vigor was

powerful that they could achieve a hundred things

needed to be distributed, the more tired one was, just

from another point of view, this was also a kind

and tempering one’s

better than

days, the lead would

it was equivalent to tying an extra lead

was almost impossible for him to control three

Divine Soul of Devil

he was still using his heart and soul

beginning, Caspian only controlled about 200 wooden people

would add more than a dozen or twenty puppets, and the number

almost

put in a lot of

he fought with others, he

occasionally raised his finger, there was a thin layer of