Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

"Can Roy's body be invaded from the air?"

Ji Xin's thoughts changed. If he could control Roy, there would be no one in the trial place who could threaten him.

As soon as these words came out, Withering Storm's proud arrogance suddenly withered.

"Actually, there are still limitations to this kind of remote control of players."

"First of all, the player must be very fragile mentally and lack mental toughness. This kind of player will be sure to invade."

"This is the condition of your current body. You are greedy for pleasure, drunken and dreamy. You are young and have very little life left. You are simply a rotten person."

"As long as you add some longevity energy to him, this person will be your natural body."

Immediately afterwards, the style of Wither Storm changed, and his expression became serious.

"But, Roy can't. Let's not mention that there are two spirits in the opponent's body that can protect his mind. His own mental toughness alone can be compared with your master."

"Taking a step back, even if the opponent is in a coma, the probability of me controlling the opponent is zero!"

Withering Storm didn't hide anything, and told everything.

"I'll just ask. If it doesn't work, forget it."

Ji Xin was not disappointed after hearing this. If Roy was really so easy to manipulate, then the opponent's SSS level talent would be too bad.

He controls the player and walks to a grass block.

Stretching out his hand, the power of creation was activated, trying to make it float.

The grass block was pulled and shook a bit. Just when it was off the ground, the sound of the withering storm sounded.

"Master! Slow down, you're going to faint, you're going to faint!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the player fell to the ground, and Ji Xin's consciousness returned to his original form.

"Master, I'm still too weak now. Invading your consciousness is already the limit. If you use the power of your body again, I really can't hold on anymore!"

At this time, Wither Storm collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, and he was very tired at first glance.

Ji Xin felt a little embarrassed. This was because he had not thought well.

Kick, kick, kick!

Wang Qiang's footsteps came from outside the cave, and his voice sounded extremely anxious.

"Boss, no, something big happened! Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as he spoke, Wang Qiang rushed into the cave, leaning on the wall and bending down to breathe, wanting to say something, but he hesitated.

Ji Xin took out a golden carrot from his backpack and handed it to the other party, "What's the rush? I'll hold on until the sky falls. Tell me what you're doing?"

"Boss, you have to be mentally prepared. This thing may sound very bizarre, but it is something I have seen with my own eyes."

Wang Qiang swallowed and his breath gradually became calmer.

Ji Xin frowned and looked a little unhappy, "When did you become such a mother-in-law? If you have anything to say, please tell me immediately."

"The Piglin King - dead!"

"Say it again?" Ji Xin's expression froze, and he felt as if he heard wrongly.

"The Piglin King is dead. I saw it with my own eyes, and the body is still lying there!"

Wang Qiang did not hesitate any longer and told everything he knew.

"Hahaha, it's funny. The Pig Spirit King is dead and a demigod is dead. How is this possible?"

Ji Xin's pupils couldn't stop trembling, and he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, "Who in the lower world can kill him!"

He almost shouted the last sentence.

Having spent so much time with the Piglin King, they were allies on the surface, but more like close friends in private.

Let’s not talk about whether there are interests involved, but he cannot ignore the Piglin King’s sincerity towards him!

Now that the opponent dies, the strongest combat power that he can mobilize will be gone, which will break one of his arms in disguise.

The losses involved cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

Ji Xin's thoughts suddenly changed, and his eyes became fierce, "Did King Wither do it?"

Wang Qiang looked at Ji Xin's cannibalistic eyes, and his body couldn't help but tremble. He knew that his boss had murderous intentions.

"I don't know. If it weren't for your reputation, I might not have seen the Piglin King's body!"

Ji Xin took a deep breath and had no intention of asking any more questions.

Wang Qiang didn't know much, so he might as well go to the lower world to see for himself.

"Stay at the base, don't go anywhere!"

After saying that, before Wang Qiang could say anything, he took out the head of Calamity Xingquan, casually made him a body, and opened a space crack in front of him.

Seeing this, Withering Storm quickly turned into a black shadow and got into Ji Xin's shadow.

In the lower realm, at the door of the Pig Spirit King's palace.

A large number of piglins have gathered here at this time, all of them are famous people from the piglin family.

They all had serious faces, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it was almost dripping with water.

In the palace, the throne has been removed and replaced by a huge stone slab, on which lies the corpse of the Piglin King.

Next to the corpse were the pig spirit Xiao Yan and the pig spirit Xiao Zhan, who were crying heartbrokenly.

Suddenly, a crack in space was torn open, quickly arousing the vigilance of a pig spirit.

Ji Xin took one step forward and instantly reached the lower realm from the cave in the base.

When the pig spirits saw that the person coming was Ji Xin, the vigilance in their eyes quickly faded away.

Ji Xin's current status in the piglin clan is completely comparable to that of the great lord.

Although the Pig Spirit King is dead, no one dares to touch this bad luck, and no one dares to look down upon this foreign race.

They all bowed their heads and made way for Ji Xin to go directly to the Pig Spirit King's hall.

This is Ji Xin’s current dominance over the pig spirit clan!

Although there were many piglins around, no one said a word, and even the snoring sounds were restrained.

The Pig King is dead! Thousands of pigs scream!

Ji Xin was torn by the atmosphere, and his mood became worse and worse.

The further you go, the higher the piglin's status becomes, small landowner, medium landowner, big landowner, big lord!

The way they looked at Ji Xin also changed. In the end, only ten pigs and the pig spirit siblings were left around Ji Xin.

These ten pigs are the ten most powerful pig spirit clan, their status is second only to the Pig Spirit King and the Barbarian General.

Some can even be as good as the barbarian generals.

Ji Xin caught a glimpse of the pig spirit Awang from the corner of his eye.

He was now in the middle land lord category. He was originally not qualified to enter the hall, but because he was a close guard of the Pig Spirit King, he was not kicked out.

At this time, the pig spirit Awang's eyes were red, and he had obviously cried bitterly.

"Tell me what you know, the more detailed the better!" Ji Xin came to the side of the absent-minded pig spirit Awang and said.

The pig spirit Awang suddenly came back to his senses and quickly bowed and saluted, "Awang greets you, Lord Ji!"

Ji Xin nodded and did not avoid it. Among the people present, the only one he could trust was the pig spirit Awang.

"Tell me about it!"

When the pig spirit Awang saw his benefactor, he couldn't hold back his tears immediately, and he babbled and told everything he knew.

Finally, there was deep despair in his eyes, "Benefactor, our king is dead, and the pig spirit clan may be doomed!"

Whether a race has demigods sitting in charge or not, there are two completely different statuses.

Now that the Piglin King is dead, the Wither King is the strongest person in the lower world. It is only a matter of time before the Wither clan destroys the Piglin clan.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone!"

Ji Xin patted the Pig Spirit Awang on the shoulder and walked slowly towards the Pig Spirit King's body.