In the silence of the mountain forest, in the depths of the gloomy cave.

At this time, seven strange dolls were hanging from the red rope, and in the middle of a circle of red candles, covered with a white cloth, with a humanoid silhouette underneath.

suddenly

The silhouette of the figure moved, and he pulled out a dagger and pierced it in his eyebrows, and there was a black air swirl on the dagger.

With a burst of murmuring, the strange puppets seemed to come to life, crying, laughing, and shaking, trying to escape the red line's control.

In the sealed cave, a dark wind blew from the ground upwards.

The insects in the cracks of the wall all crawled in a hurry, they felt death, they were fleeing for their lives, it was too late, they were frozen in place.

A layer of frost condensed on the walls of the cave.

The scene inside the cave is comparable to the scene of sacrificing to the evil god, and even more weird than that, like a miniature version of hell that has descended on the world.

If ordinary people see it here, they will definitely be scared half to death, and if the whimpering yin wind is accidentally contaminated, at least they will get a serious illness.

The only thing that can witness this scene is the dead worms.

The silhouette of the figure under the white cloth, without any warning, sat up straight, stiff and mechanical, without any other movement, as if being dragged up, like a corpse.

This act exacerbated the changes in the cave, and the dolls began to dissolve.

Until the figure fell stiffly to the ground again, as if to convey a signal, or pressed a switch, the puppet quickly melted away, and it seemed that the person under the white cloth had seized the essence, and they completely fell apart.

"Whew!"

Wu Heng lifted the white cloth and stood up.

He looked down at his body, the pink wound on his eyebrows curling up, healing quickly.

The Seven Evils Reincarnation Ceremony, he is already familiar with the road, and there are no accidents.

Then he turned his head and looked at the white paper figures on the ground, and the cracked skin figurines.

He felt the change in himself.

Not only did he increase his spiritual power, but he also had a new feeling about the ability to restrain spirits.

First of all, it's the strength, the strength of the spirit has increased a lot, but the specific amount has to be tested to know.

The second is that he will no longer be like before, just restraining a few floating spirits as followers, he has the ability to control.

Maybe this puppet is an evil spirit born because Sae feels like a puppet in her life, so its ability is perfectly matched with the spirit of restraint.

It has really formed abilities such as detaining spirits and dispatching generals, and being intrigued.

The floating spirits in the cave were all destroyed by him before the ritual began, and there was no residue to prevent interference with the ceremony, so he had to wait until he went out to detain the floating spirits for testing.

Wu Heng suddenly had a thought in his heart and released the bronze statue of the evil Buddha.

Since this magic weapon was combined with Yu Dan, every time he eliminated the evil spirit, some evil qi would flow into it.

So much so that in the past few days, he has not dared to use it easily.

Today's bronze statue of the evil Buddha, wrapped in Dan No. 2, has the appearance of the evil Buddha two meters high, like a pruned plant, but the branches and leaves are composed of flesh and blood.

It looks like the body of a physical Buddha, and it turns into a plant form, which looks even more weird.

Wu Heng observed the abnormal bronze statue of the evil Buddha, reached out and peeled off the belly of its wrapping, revealing the bronze statue of the evil Buddha inside.

With a flick of his finger, a drop of blood flew into it, using the Soul Restraint ability.

The blood disappears, dissolves in.

Yes!

He had already noticed that because the bronze statue and the Dan No. 2 had absorbed so much evil energy, the two seemed to form a joint mutation, which resembled both evil spirits and plants, and if I had to describe them, they were more similar to robots.

Benzan itself has a botanical instinct.

For plant instincts, Wu Heng didn't know whether it was the consciousness of plants or not.

But now he feels the change.

This bronze statue of the Evil Buddha is like a mecha controlled by Wu Heng at this time, and he can control all of its things.

As Wu Heng's consciousness moved, the two-meter-tall statue made a pulling sound, and its body straightened and became one centimeter taller.

He continued to give the command, and the statue took a stiff step forward, its heavy steps unusually heavy, and as it took another step, its steps became more and more steady, like a fully activated machine.

Looking at the walking statue, Wu Heng was finally relieved, he could feel this thing, completely controlled by him.

His biggest fear was that it was out of his control.

Wu Heng put away all the sacrificial items on the ground.

He looked at the statue in front of him, which looked like flesh and could move, and if he wanted to go out like this, it would either cause panic or cause onlookers.

With a thought, he took out a trench coat and a plain black bandit hood from the life box, put them on the outside of the statue, and put a pair of sunglasses and a top hat on it.

The image of a tall man in a trench coat with his face covered appeared.

"In the future, you will be called Yu Er!"

Wu Heng looked at the statue in front of him, and said softly, naming it.

Then he controlled Yu Er, put away the mines along the way, and put all the metal parts that blocked the passage of the cave back into the life box, and walked out of the cave.

Leaving the darkness and standing in the sunlight at the entrance of the cave, the vision instantly brightened.

Wu Heng began to capture all kinds of floating spirits along the way and restrain and manipulate them.

Until the evening.

He went down the mountain and found a stall to eat.

Maybe these plankton are really too weak, he controls a lot, but he doesn't feel tired at all.

He sat at the table and ate egg fried rice.

Standing on the side of the road, a dense group of floating spirits, there are 37 of them, tall and low, fat and thin, with various images of men, women and children.

Following his thoughts, the plankton formed a phalanx and began broadcasting gymnastics.

There's nothing like broadcast gymnastics to see the reaction and coordination of a group of people.

"Eagle show. Eagle Takeoff"

Wu Heng's orders kept being given, and the floating spirits in the team also followed and moved.

But the speed is uneven, some fast and some slow, and the movements are completely non-standard, like a group of beginners, with two armless floats, directly stuck, frozen in place, as if they didn't hear a command.

Maybe they don't understand what an arm is.

Phalanx of Change.

Wu Heng's heart moved, and he controlled it again.

He found that

These floaters are very well understood for the most basic movements and attacks, but if they were to be more detailed, they would have problems, showing sluggishness, incomprehension, and misunderstood.

However, these were the lowest-level floating spirits, and he didn't have any more powerful evil spirits to test.

"Boss, one more."

Wu Heng shouted to the owner of the food stall and continued to manipulate the floating spirits to do gymnastics, he was also looking for their range of control while mastering his own abilities.

The stupid actions of these floating spirits that they couldn't even compare to elementary school students who were learning for the first time made Wu Heng recall that when he was learning radio gymnastics, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

(End of chapter)