This conjecture can be considered bold.
It can even be called a thriller.
You must know that the risk of doing this is extremely high. The key consumable for refining dolls is the soul.
If you want to make a puppet by yourself, you have to slice your soul into pieces before you can make it smoothly.
Putting aside the dangers of doing so, the pain involved is enough to make a person eat a pot.
Based on the time it took for Bo Shuo to obtain his talent, it would be too late at all, unless his soul had been cut long ago and could not be taken out smoothly until now.
If an ordinary person got this answer, he would definitely be frightened, but Xi Guici is not an ordinary person.
He is a madman.
Not only was there no fear, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, like an academic lunatic who had found a way to solve a problem.
"Why didn't I think of refining myself into a puppet before?"
He narrowly avoided an attack that hit his life gate.
(Emotion Points+99999 from Xi Guici)
Xi Guici did not sit still and wait for death. As his fingertips trembled, the sky suddenly changed.
The silk threads placed all over the village at the beginning began to twine, and the existence of the entire village was completely controlled. The continuous Puppet Silk penetrated into the bodies of all Ghost, and even those Ghost Face Man that had just been released were completely controlled.
Rushing towards this side proudly.
The moment he operated, a warning Proctoring System popped up.
(Candidate g1042 Xi Guici's strength exceeds the threshold, please stop answering!)
This sound rang several times.
But Xi Guici, who was warned, was completely indifferent.
Proctoring System finally couldn't bear it anymore and forcefully deprived Xi Guici of control over his body.
This body is naturally not the real body of Xi Guici, it is just a controlled puppet.
According to his level, it is naturally impossible for him to come to this little Exam Venue in person.
But the peeling off of Proctoring System has some impact. Soon, the control of this body is rapidly lost.
Shou Dao A sharp Puppet Silk suddenly penetrated his heart from behind. Severe pain came from the wound. Shou Shou penetrated the entire body, completely stripping away all control.
Xi Guici stood there, not moving for a long time, looking at Bo Shuo with his seemingly soft and affectionate eyes, "If you want this body of mine, just say so. As long as you want it, I will give it to you with both hands."
Ignoring Xi Guici's hypocritical words, Bo Shuo used this time to quickly climb onto the high platform. The monsters outside were roaring, and the crazy and chaotic monsters started to break in like crazy. Even the ghost face that had just burst out of the crack was completely controlled and flew towards the cave.
The cold wind blew away the long hair on the young man's forehead from not far away. His deep purple eyes were calm and cold. His originally tall figure became longer and deeper in the bloody light behind him. The wrist bones holding the prayer were as thin as jade.
It was as if he lost his humanity in an instant and turned into a statue of a god without joy or sorrow.
Many puppets came to the cave entrance in silence, firmly holding the last line of defense.
The untied candidates were naturally not idle. They were as orderly as if they had been arranged long ago. They quickly came to the controlled villagers. Taking advantage of the gap where Xi Guici had no time to control these villagers, they trapped the villagers with the ropes that were originally tied to them.
Then they all took out their weapons, cut the villagers' wrists, and stared at the young man far above the altar with burning eyes.
The loose red robe was blown back by the wind, Prayer Paper was clasped with his white jade knuckles, and High Priest, who was high above the altar, began to recite prayers.
The cold voice echoed in the empty cave, with a biting coldness that seemed to freeze the entire body in an instant.
Bo Shuo lowered his eyes, and those jerky ancient characters overflowed from his lips and teeth, hovering in the sky.
At the same time, as the blood seeped out, the Puppet Silk wrapped around the villagers became lighter and weaker, and then the villagers began to regain consciousness.
But even if he regained consciousness, it was starting to be late.
Their western limbs have been firmly imprisoned on the iron pillar, unable to break free or escape. They can only let their blood flow on the altar to begin this tough sacrifice.
The screams of despair echoed through the entire cave, accompanied by the sound of knives slicing flesh one after another, rendering the entire altar into a purgatory.
The candidates would naturally not hold back against these inhumane monsters. When they saw that the blood had stopped flowing, they made two more sharp cuts, maintaining a delicate balance.
As the sacrifice began, the red glow became more intense.
Almost blinding the cornea.
Several candidates who were close to him subconsciously raised their hands to cover up the overly evil light, and then cautiously huddled in the corner, fearing that the sacrifice was wrong, or that something else suddenly happened, causing them to fall into a dangerous situation.
As time passed, the sacrifice finally came to an end, and Proctoring System's voice began to become lagging.