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.

fiery red sun slowly descended along with

into

seemed that half of it

of the setting sun was a symbol of the end of

where Caspian was located was in

a few pieces of wood were working

they could not be

lifted the hoe together,

and circling

number of these wooden men added up

movements were in an orderly

these wooden people could be heard. If all these wooden men were normal people, then the

this time, Caspian was sitting on

slightly and used his Divine

hands were placed on his

spiritual Qi, pulling the torso and limbs of each wooden man

only focus

with extraordinary talent could focus

who were gifted could focus

he wanted more, he had to

not only was the body condensed, vigor was vigorous, and the brain was

powerful that they could achieve a

to be distributed, the more tired one was, just like a person who needed

point of view, this was also a

and tempering one’s divine

was much better

early days, the lead would

time Caspian controlled an extra wooden man, it was equivalent to tying an extra lead board on his

in the past, it was almost impossible for him to control three to four hundred wooden men at the same time

absorbing the Divine Soul of Devil Prince, his Divine Sense was greatly

his heart and soul to continue

fact, in the beginning, Caspian only controlled about 200

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

was almost twice as much

he had put in a lot

the past, when he fought with others, he rarely

this time, although he sat still and occasionally raised his finger, there was a thin layer of sweat