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

split into half blue and

it was ice

a symbol of the end of a day’s work for

the island where Caspian was located

a few

speaking, they could

of them formed a formation, lifted the hoe together,

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

number of these wooden men added up to three to

their movements were in an orderly

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

Caspian was sitting on

closed his eyes slightly and used his Divine Sense to sense everything around

were placed on

fingers, there were thousands of thin lines condensed by spiritual Qi, pulling the torso and limbs of each wooden man respectively, directing their

only focus

talent could

focus on

wanted more, he had

of cultivators continued to increase, not only was

powerful that they could achieve a hundred things that ordinary

more tired one was, just like a person who needed

of view, this was also a kind of

and tempering one’s

better

the lead would be tied to the

wooden man, it was equivalent to tying

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

Devil Prince, his Divine Sense was

his heart and soul to continue strengthening

the beginning, Caspian only controlled

got used to it, he would add more than a dozen or twenty puppets, and the number of wooden people increased from

the evening, the number was almost twice

a

the past, when he fought with

occasionally raised his finger, there was a thin