Chapter 1045: It Turns Out You Can Choose. Why Didn’t You Say so Earlier?

Anthony was 'summoned' and thrust his scepter in front of him, emitting holy light like a street lamp, illuminating the entire room as bright as day.

Those spirits rushed outside and did not dare to rush in. They peered into the room. When they were illuminated by the light, they covered their eyes and screamed and howled and retreated. The spirits behind them rushed up and repeated the process. .

If they were entities, they would probably be squeezed in by the spirits behind them, but they were spirits and would shrink back when they were illuminated, and the ones behind them couldn't stop them.

Anthony asked doubtfully: "How come there are so many spirits? Have many people died here?"

Negris said: "Maybe, there is a broken plane outside. Look at this house, with all the elements. It is probably a main material plane. If it explodes without migration, many people will die. ”

Anthony's expression couldn't help but darken. A main material plane has a population ranging from tens of millions to hundreds of millions. If it encounters a catastrophic disaster such as the plane is shattered, all of them can be wiped out. Spirits of this size will be dead. There must be a lot of them.

"What happened here? Why was the plane broken?" Anthony asked.

Nigris 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 only then did Nigris react: "Oh, you ask it."

"There is still a living mouth, eh, a forbidden doll?" Anthony said in surprise.

"Do you call it the Forbidden Doll? This kind of thing is very rare, and you still give it a name?" Negris was surprised.

Anthony nodded and said: "You don't have to have seen it before you can name it. You can also name things that don't exist. Otherwise, what about those non-existent things in knight novels? Puppetry can seal the soul. The soul can be named." Isn’t what is sealed inside called the Divine Forbidden Technique?”

"That's right." Nigris nodded: "Some authors of knight novels have never seen moving bones in their lives, and they can also come up with species like skeletons. The most powerful thing about human beings is their imagination. Who can tell them? A soul sealed in a doll?"

Anthony geared up and said viciously: "Let me take a look. Its soul is in the mask on its face, so this stuffed bear is an accessory. Just tear off its limbs."

Anthony's tone of voice was obviously to scare the other party, but the Forbidden Puppet didn't react at all.

Ange picked it up, took a look at it, and said, "Asleep."

"Can this guy fall asleep? Is he a pig-headed man?" Nigris said in astonishment.

"It's not surprising. It's probably like Silba the owl. 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. It's not a living creature. Then find Duroken."

Duroken was also 'summoned'. Of course, this summoning was not a real summons, but Ange rubbed a teleportation point and shouted in his soul for Duroken to teleport over. Anthony also came in the same way.

Duroken came close to the puppet, inspected it carefully, and said: "This mask is a very sophisticated alchemy item that can transform dark elements, so it can support its activities. However, the conversion efficiency is too low, and it will disappear after a while. I have no energy, but I should be able to hold on just by moving. Did you just beat it?"

"The reason why we beat it is because it refused to be caught obediently and struggled hard, so it got tired," Nigris said.

"Oh, it turns out it was because I was not good, so I was tired. Why does this sound weird?" Duroken muttered, and suddenly the puppet's foot moved and kicked Duroken on the chin.

Snap, the puppet's leg was broken.

Hesitantly retracting his leg, the puppet stretched out his hands and groped to confirm that his leg was really broken, and then he started crying.

Duroken is now the shell of an undead soldier. How can a divinely forbidden puppet still want to kick him?

Ange was annoyed by its crying and threw it among everyone.

After regaining his freedom, the doll stopped crying. He raised his head and carefully looked left and right. He first glanced at Ange, then withdrew his gaze in fear, then looked at Anthony. The scepter covering the entire room made it He was scared, and then looked at Duroken, his broken leg couldn't help but bend.

Finally, it looked at Nigris. This didn't seem too scary, so it rolled its black eyes at Nigris, the kind with completely black eye frames.

"Hey, this little cutie, quickly rip off its head." Nigris said angrily.

Duroken reached out and took off its head, throwing the plush body aside. The mask on the head was the true body of the Forbidden Puppet, and the rest were just attachments to it.

After all this tossing, the puppet finally couldn't help but speak: "Who the hell are you! Don't play with me, okay!"

"Hey, you can talk. If you can talk, why don't you talk well? You have to scare us." Anthony said calmly.

"I...you...I'm blind." The doll said depressedly.

He was indeed blind. Why did he want to provoke the other party? Originally, they were chasing those transparent dragons, so he had to show his face and provoke the other party.

When Ange pinched it, it almost frightened its spirit out.

Soon there came another man with a staff that kept the spirits from entering, and then another man whose jaw was so hard that his legs would break if he kicked it up. None of them could afford to offend him.

For hundreds of years, few outsiders have passed by here. When they met occasionally, they wanted to scare them to relieve their boredom. Who knew that they were all untouchable. In addition to being blind, it could not think of any other reason.

"Oh, then I will call you the 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 looked at Anthony silently for a while with its eyes without whites, and said: "I am not called the Blind Puppet, I am the God of Darkness."

"Puff——You? The God of Darkness?" Nagris laughed out loud. A God-Forbidden Puppet who made fun of scaring people said that he was the God of Darkness. He was really bragging. However, his mask could transform dark elements, so it was reasonable to insist that he was the God of Darkness.

This one was something he could afford to provoke. The God-Forbidden Puppet glared at it fiercely.

Nagris narrowed his eyes, then opened them as if nothing had happened. Although Nagris looked weak, his true form was the Book of Brass. It was simply a dream to hurt him with this kind of spiritual move.

This one couldn't be provoked either. The God-Forbidden Puppet was depressed. He closed his eyes and said, "Kill me, it's up to you."

Trapped here for hundreds of years, he finally encountered a little fun, but who knew that they were not fun, but he was their fun, and he didn't want to live anymore.

"It's not so easy to want to die. You see, 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 things, such as a lot of dark elements, crystal-plated puppet bodies, and blank godheads. If you want to be thrown into Soul Purgatory by us and endure the burning of the soul forever, choose one, if..."

"Two, two, two, I choose two, choose two, so you can choose, why didn't you say so earlier."