OBS Chapter 1045: It turns out you can choose. Why didn’t you say so earlier?
Chapter 1045: It turns out you can choose. Why didn’t you say so earlier?
Chapter 1045: It turns out you can choose. Why didn’t you say so earlier?
Anthony was 'summoned' over and put the scepter in front of him, radiating holy light like a street lamp, illuminating the entire room as bright as day.
Those spirits did not dare to rush in after they fled outside. They poked their heads into the room, and when they were illuminated by the light, they covered their eyes, screamed and wailed, and retreated. The spirits behind them rushed up and repeated the process.
If they were entities, they would probably be squeezed in against their will by the spirits behind them, but they are spirits and they shrink back when they are illuminated, and the spirits behind them cannot stop them.
Anthony asked in confusion: "Why are there so many spirits? Have many people died here?"
Nagris said, "Maybe. The outside is a broken plane. Look at this house. It has all the elements. It is probably a main material plane. If it exploded without migration, many people would die."
Anthony's expression couldn't help but dim. In a main material plane, the population ranged from tens of millions to hundreds of millions. If they encountered a disaster like the plane's destruction, all of them would be wiped out. For a spirit of this size, the number of deaths would definitely be considerable.
"What happened here? Why did the plane break?" Anthony asked.
Nagris spread his hands and said, "I don't know either. We just arrived. Those transparent dragons threw us here and ran away."
Ange suddenly shook the puppet in his hand, and Nagris finally reacted: "Oh, you ask it."
"There's still a survivor? Hey, the God-forbidden doll?" Anthony said in surprise.
"You call it the God-Forbidden Doll? This thing is very rare, and you still give it a name?" Nagris was surprised.
Anthony nodded and said, "You don't have to have seen it to give it a name. You can also give names to non-existent things. Otherwise, what about those non-existent things in knight novels? Puppetry can seal the soul inside, so isn't sealing the soul inside called divine forbidden magic?"
"That's right." Nagris nodded. "Some authors of knight novels have never seen a moving bone in their lives, yet they can come up with a species like a skeleton. The most powerful thing about humans is their imagination. Who sealed a soul in the doll?"
Anthony rubbed his hands together and said viciously: "Let me see, its soul is in the mask on its face, so this teddy bear is an accessory, just tear off its limbs."
Anthony's tone of voice was obviously intended to scare the other party, but the forbidden puppet did not react at all.
Ange picked it up and looked at it, then said, "He fell asleep."
"It can even sleep like this? Is it a pig-headed man?" Nagris said in surprise.
"It's not surprising. It's probably like the owl Silba. The body can't bear the strength of the soul, so it needs a long period of sleep to recover." Anthony said.
"But it's a puppet," said Negris.
"That's right. If it's not a living creature, then find Duroken."
Duroken was also "summoned". This summoning was of course not a real summoning, but Ang created a teleportation point and shouted in his soul to let Duroken teleport over. Anthony also came here in the same way.
Duroken came up to the puppet, examined it carefully, and said, "This mask is a very sophisticated alchemical item that can transform dark elements, so it can support its activities. However, the conversion efficiency is too low, and it runs out of energy after a while. However, it should be able to support simple activities. Did you just beat it up?"
"What do you mean we beat it? It just refused to be caught and struggled so hard that it got tired," said Negris.
"Oh, so it's because you were naughty that you're tired. Why does this sound weird?" Duroken muttered. Suddenly, the puppet's feet moved and kicked Duroken on the chin.
Snap, the puppet's leg broke.
The puppet hesitantly retracted its legs, stretched out its hands and felt around to confirm that its legs were really broken, and then it began to sob.
Duroken is now the body of the Mourning Undead Soldier. How can a God-forbidden puppet think that he can be kicked?
Ange was annoyed by its crying and threw it into the crowd.
After regaining its freedom, the puppet stopped crying. It raised its head and looked left and right cautiously. It first glanced at Ang, then looked away in fear. It then looked at Anthony. It was frightened by the scepter that covered the entire room. Then it looked at Duroken, and its broken leg bent involuntarily.
Finally it looked at Negris, which didn't seem too scary, so it rolled its black eyes at Negris, the kind with completely black eye sockets.
"Hey, this little cutie, hurry up and tear its head off." Nagris said angrily.
Duroken reached out and took off its head, throwing the furry body aside. The mask on the head was the true body of the God-Forbidden Puppet, and the rest were just its attachments.
After all this trouble, the puppet finally couldn't help but speak: "Who the hell are you! Stop playing with me, okay!"
"Hey, you can talk, but if you can, why don't you just talk properly? Why do you have to scare us?" Anthony said calmly.
"I...you...I'm blind." said the puppet depressedly.
He is indeed blind. Why would he provoke the other party for no reason? They were chasing those transparent dragons, but he had to stick his head out and provoke the other party.
When Ange grabbed it, he almost scared it to death.
Soon there came a man who could keep spirits out with a staff, and then there came a man whose chin was so hard that his legs would break if he kicked him. None of them were something it could afford to mess with.
There had been no outsiders passing by here for hundreds of years. When they occasionally encountered one, it wanted to scare them to relieve its boredom, but it found that they were all untouchable. It couldn't think of any other reason except that they were blind.
"Oh, then I'll call you a blind puppet. How did you get here? What kind of soul are you? How did this plane break? Why are there so many spirits here? Are there other creatures here?..." Anthony asked a series of questions in one breath.
The God-Forbidden Puppet stared at Anthony silently for a while, then said, "I am not called the Blind Puppet. I am the God of Darkness."
"Pfft - you? The God of Darkness?" Nagris laughed out loud. A puppet forbidden by God that amuses itself by scaring people said that he was the God of Darkness. What a boast. However, its mask could transform dark elements, so it made sense for it to say that it was the God of Darkness.
How could he afford to offend this? The divine puppet glared at it fiercely.
Nagris narrowed his eyes, then opened them again as if nothing had happened. Although Nagris looked weak, its true form was the Book of Brass. It was simply a dream to try to hurt it with such spiritual moves.
This one couldn't be provoked either. The God-Forbidden Puppet became depressed, closed his eyes and said, "Kill me, it's up to you."
After being trapped here for hundreds of years, I finally encountered some fun. But who knew that they were not the fun, and I was their fun. I don't want to live anymore.
"It's not that easy to die. Look, Soul Purgatory can make your soul burn endlessly." Anthony lit a ball of purgatory fire:
"But in addition to Soul Purgatory, we also have some good stuff, such as a lot of dark elements, crystal-coated puppet bodies, and blank godheads. If you want to be thrown into Soul Purgatory by us and endure soul burning forever, choose one. If..."
"Two, two, two, I choose two. I choose two. So you can choose one. Why didn't you say so earlier?"
(End of this chapter)