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 the

into

half of it was ice and

the setting sun was a symbol of the end of a

was located

a few pieces

they could not

a formation, lifted the hoe together, and then dug

cutting and chopping wood in another place, and then turning them into fences and circling the ground. On the other side, dozens of wooden men were digging

number of these wooden men

were

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

was sitting on

and used his Divine

placed on his

there were thousands of thin lines condensed by spiritual Qi, pulling the torso and limbs of each wooden

could only focus on

could

could focus on three or

he wanted more, he had to be

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

they could achieve a hundred things that ordinary people

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

point of view, this was also a

and tempering one’s

much better than

early days, the lead would be

was equivalent to tying an extra lead board

to control three to four hundred wooden men at the same time like he did at this

Devil Prince, his Divine Sense

still using his heart and soul to

Caspian only controlled about

add more than a dozen or twenty puppets,

evening, the number was almost twice

a lot of

he fought with others, he rarely

although he sat still and occasionally raised his finger, there was