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.

sun slowly descended along with the

was instantly split into half blue

a distance, it seemed that half of it was ice and the other half

the setting sun was a symbol of the end of

the island where Caspian was located was in a

of puppets made from a few pieces

speaking, they could not be

lifted the

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

men added up

movements were in an

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

Caspian was sitting on a big

and used his Divine Sense to sense everything

hands were placed

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

people could only focus on one

could focus on two

could focus on three or even

wanted more, he had

strength of cultivators continued to increase, not only was the body condensed, vigor was vigorous, and the brain

was so powerful that they could achieve a hundred things that ordinary people couldn’t achieve, or

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

point of view, this was also

and tempering one’s divine

much better than cultivator’s body

early days, the lead would be tied to the

wooden man, it was equivalent to tying an

control three to four hundred wooden men at the same time

Soul of Devil Prince, his

still using his heart and soul to continue strengthening

fact, in the beginning, Caspian only controlled

he would add more than a dozen or twenty puppets, and the number of wooden people

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

put in a lot of effort

fought with others,

although he sat still and occasionally raised his