Romans & histoires Blade Doll Puppet Master

Ogden had been caught in a predicament before he chose to turn his disciple’s corpse into a cursed doll. He did not know how to make puppets, or he would not have to resort to this. “You know how to make puppets?” Kayson nodded. “Not the best, but it shouldn’t be a problem to just make a puppet that’s the peak grandmaster level. “Of course, it’ll need a lot of high-quality materials, or it’ll be too fragile. Even if its attacking power is decent, its defense won’t be adequate.”

My breath caught in my throat, and I staggered back, my heart racing with fear. The Puppet Master materialized before me, its form shifting and twisting, a maelstrom of shadows and smoke. Its eyes burned with a dark, malevolent energy, and its voice was like ice in my veins. “You think you can stop me?” it hissed, its words echoing in my mind. “You think your sacrifice will save them?” I clenched the artifact tighter, trying to summon the strength to push back, but the Puppet Master’s power was overwhelming, suffocating. I could feel it pressing down on me, crushing my spirit, my will.

Byul chuckled and look at Hassan with a proud expression on his face. Heh. Look at my very first puppet! He’s beautiful isn’t he! He’s very strong too! He won’t burn under the sun! Byul let out an evil laugh as he stared at Hassan. After a while Byul stopped laughing and cleared his throat. He then called out to the system and tapped his skill [Skill: Corpse Control is in use!] [Command:…..] Byul glanced at Hassan and grinned. Byul pointed at the large gate that could be seen on the horizon and urgently said.

Although the boxes were of varying sizes, they emitted a strong aura, as if there was a powerful cultivator in each box. In fact, these boxes were filled with puppets made by Butterfly Zoila. She majored in the Way of Puppet. Although she was not good at fighting, the puppets she was controlling were good at fighting. Moreover, in terms of puppets, Butterfly Zoila was a top genius. The puppets she controlled were not only as simple as human figures. One could tell from the size of these boxes. And these boxes were filled with the strongest puppets she had made at present.

The old master gets super delighted the second his ears hear our plan to feature his craft on the show, and his old paws proudly display his entire collection of leather shadow-puppets for our alliance to examine. "Let's use our claws to perform a traditional shadow-puppetry rendition of the classic tale, Journey to the West," I suggest, tracing the carved leather figures under the lantern light. The old master possesses the core puppet pieces for the master and the three classic beast disciples, but our play needs a lot of extra monster characters created from scratch.