The Power of Spirit Puppets

"Activate the spirit puppet legion."

With that command, a section of the spirit ship burst open. Inside lay another world entirely, filled with strange Female Trees. From their branches hung dense clusters of white fruits, dangling upside down like silkworm cocoons. Each enormous oval fruit stood two meters tall.

"Draw in spiritual energy and transform the reserve troops!"

The moment the words fell, a tremendous roaring surge of spiritual energy descended from the ship's ceiling and poured into this place.

All the spiritual energy supplied by the ship's power was guided toward the fruit trees on the ground. As the spiritual energy flooded in, the huge fruits on the trees swiftly deepened in color. Some turned a pale red, while a few became completely crimson...

Thump—thump—thump—

At the entrance to the grove, a crimson fruit was the first to begin pulsing. Like a bizarre heart, its half-plant, half-animal fibrous veins revealed blurred curled-up figures within. Spiritual water, warm as a hot spring, washed over them.

The warm stimulation roused fragmentary consciousnesses from chaos one after another.

"Who... am I?"

"How did I get here?"

"Where is this?"

The unfamiliar surroundings, the fragmented, blurry, chaotic impressions of memory, and the remaining spiritual intelligence that had yet to fade all left them bewildered and at a loss. Their thoughts were somewhat disordered, but the abundant Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy was the only familiar and effective stimulus. They instinctively absorbed it, and their empty bodies rapidly began to fill.

With a pop, the fruit skins split open. Spiritual pulp sprayed everywhere, and wet human bodies dropped one after another onto the ice-cold floor.

The gazes of these bodies changed from unconsciousness to confusion. Then, as though controlled by something, they found a pillar to lean on and gradually became strange and numb.