Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

The pig spirit Qianli on the other side looked at the scene on the other side of the space crack, his hands trembling.

"King Wither, you are crazy. I hold the lives of millions of your people in my hands! How can you be so cruel!"

The Wither King's eyes turned cold. He hated feeling threatened. A true strong man has no weaknesses.

He pointed it out directly.

"You can kill them if you want. They're just ants. No matter how many you kill, it doesn't matter!"

"The people can still regenerate, but there is only one chance. As long as I can unify the lower realm today, the people can have as many as they want!"

He doesn't care about anyone except his own life. As long as it allows him to achieve his goal, all sacrifices are valuable.

Besides, as long as he lives, this battle cannot be lost!

With that said, the Wither King raised his hand and struck at the barbarian general again, trying to deal with the only enemy that could threaten his life.

Pig Spirit Qianli's spirit completely collapsed, and his eyes gradually turned red, "Brothers! Kill! No one will be spared!"

After receiving the order, the piglin army was like a crazy beast, frantically slashing and killing the defenseless and withered people.

In addition to the guards in the central fortress, the majority of the people living here are actually the withered people.

The Wither army stationed here is now captured, and the Wither people who have no realm are no match at all.

All kinds of screams came and went, and even the faint sounds of begging for mercy and the cries of children could be heard.

Naturally, no one in the pig spirit army is soft-hearted, and the golden ax rises and falls, harvesting lives one after another.

They had no choice. When the Wither King made his decision, he had already pushed the people of the two races into the abyss!

No one has a choice now!

Ji Xin naturally didn't watch when they were talking.

The five obsidian puppets in the shadow quickly approached the barbarian general.

According to the original plan, when things have developed to this extent, he can no longer save them. Now all he can do is run away.

but--

Ji Xin didn't want it to end there, he also wanted to try his best for the pig spirit clan.

Give up other piglins and try your best to save the barbarian general. As long as the level 48 barbarian general is still alive, he will eventually have the opportunity to be promoted to demigod.

By then, it’s not too late to seek revenge!

Boom!

The Wither King punched down, causing a burst of blocks, but no figure of the Barbarian General was found under the fist.

At this time, the barbarian general was being held by five obsidian puppets and running wildly.

The barbarian general was in a daze, despairing, staring at the minced meat in his arms, as if Xiaocheng, the pig spirit, was not dead.

Kissington felt a headache. He had never seen the other party so desperate when he was about to die.

It seems that Pig Spirit Xiaocheng's behavior has indeed crushed all hopes in the eyes of the barbarian general.

One of the obsidian puppets' eyes glowed white and he said: "General, cheer up. It's important to save your life first. As long as you can save your life, we still have hope of making a comeback!"

The barbarian general ignored Ji Xin and muttered to himself.

"Wang is dead, Xiao Cheng is dead, and the two most important pigs in my life are dead. Why am I still alive? Why is it not me who died!"

"It's difficult to handle, must you be crazy?" Ji Xin shook his head, stopped talking, and increased Obsidian's running speed to the highest level.

You can't blame the other party. Anyone who has experienced this kind of thing will do it. The blow just now was really too big!

The puppet took out some recovery watermelons, opened the mouth of the barbarian general, and stuffed it in.

The Wither King twisted his sore arm. When he saw the puppet taking out the golden watermelon, there was finally a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Okay, I can see clearly now. You have been helping the piglins from the beginning to the end, and you gave them the enchanted equipment, right?"

"Player! It is indeed a magical race in MC."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wither King exerted his strength on his legs, sending countless blocks flying. He increased his speed to the extreme and charged towards the barbarian general again.

Ji Xin's body possessed the puppet, stretched out his hand to summon several obsidian walls, and then used the cube to fluidize it to grow sharp barbs.

The Wither King was extremely fast and could not dodge this sudden change, so he smashed five or six obsidian walls straight into pieces.

When he opened his eyes again, his body and bones were already covered with barbs.

Then the barbs changed form again, and countless wriggling obsidian bugs formed, gnawing at the bones of the Wither King.

This kind of bug is not a puppet, but something fabricated by Ji Xin using his abilities. The reason why it can move and attack is actually because Ji Xin is constantly manipulating obsidian.

"Ahhh! Looking for death!"

With the Wither King's demigod cultivation, he would naturally not be hurt by the obsidian bugs controlled by Ji Xin.

But the densely packed little bugs kept crawling on his body, making him extremely itchy!

The breath exploded, directly shattering all the bugs around him.

"I've seen what you look like. There's no point in hiding. After I unify the lower world, you will be the first one to kill!" The Wither King threatened fiercely.

"Okay, if you have the ability, go to the upper world and find me. I promise to beat you until you don't even know your own mother!" Ji Xin's voice came out from far away and replied.

Who wouldn't be happy to say that? Withered Skeleton is so strong in the lower realm because it has the home field advantage.

If you follow yourself back to the upper realm (the place of trial), with the various trials given by the system and your control over the player, you can definitely beat the opponent to death.

Even if you can't kill the opponent, it's not difficult to kill the opponent's soldiers and let them become a polished commander.

At the very least, self-protection is definitely not difficult.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xin planned to tear a crack and return to the upper realm.

Piglins will be assimilated into zombie piglins when they reach the upper world, lose consciousness and become walking zombies.

But at the level 48 level of the Barbarian General, he can withstand it for a while.

There is absolutely no problem in taking good care of your injuries and your spirit.

When the Wither King saw Ji Xin trying to escape, he finally became anxious. Just as he was about to catch up again, countless piglins poured out of the crimson forest.

"Brothers, cover the general's retreat. It's time for us to show up. Pigs will never bow their heads!"

"kill!"

Although the realm of these piglins is not high, they are more numerous and continuous, and the Wither King's footsteps are really slowed down.

"Death to all those annoying bugs."

The power of withering in the Wither King exploded one after another, instantly eroding countless piglins, turning them all into powder and foam in the blink of an eye.

The screams were endless.

But - the pig spirit did not retreat, but continued to rush towards the Withering King.

When the Wither King saw that the Obsidian Puppet was about to take the Barbarian General away, he rose directly into the sky and roared.

The shrill cries of the undead made everyone kneel down and cry bitterly, and the cracks in the space were remotely shattered.

"Oops!"

The head of Disaster Xingquan in Ji Xin's hand cracked open on the spot, and he was shocked again.

He was still too naive. After all, the other party was a demigod. It was simply wishful thinking to escape from the other party's hands.

"The gap between mortals and gods is insurmountable!"

The Wither King looked at the obsidian puppet that was dumbfounded and immediately laughed out loud.

The position of Lord of the Lower Realm is his after all.

In the dark, Ji Xin's body lay down helplessly. He really tried his best. If a strong person in the demigod realm didn't have an equivalent realm, he would be invincible.

"Lord Ji, put me down!" The barbarian general's voice was cold, and his eyes were clear again.

"I'm sorry, I tried my best!" Ji Xin's voice came from the Obsidian Puppet's mouth, full of exhaustion.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Ji. I will keep your great kindness to the pig spirit in mind and leave the rest to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Barbarian General's own aura began to rise steadily. This was a prelude to being promoted to demigod!

Ji Xin, who was secretly standing up suddenly, couldn't believe it.

“Oh my God, you’re finally breaking through!”

"It's because I'm stupid and didn't take this step until now. I'm sorry for the pig spirit clan!" The barbarian general floated up, closing his eyes and feeling the pain in his heart.

I have experienced the ups and downs of being a pig, and now I have an epiphany and become a demigod!