Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

The body of the barbarian general was floating in the air, and his breath surged several times with one step.

"I have been practicing for so many years, and I have been stuck at the peak of the fourth level for decades."

"I can't always touch the threshold of the demigod realm. It feels ethereal and elusive!"

"Wang always told me before that if you want to become a demigod, you can't just rely on muscles, you also have to have a brain!"

"I didn't know what it meant at the time."

“It wasn’t until I experienced the pain myself that I truly understood this sentence.”

Every time the barbarian general said a word, he took a step out of thin air, and his aura surged several times.

At the same time, a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye and dropped heavily on the ground.

His path to becoming a god was based on the loss of two close relatives.

One is the Pig Spirit King who treats him like a father, and the other is the child he takes good care of - Pig Spirit Xiaocheng.

Therefore, his path to becoming a god was painful and unbearable to look back on.

If he had a choice, he would rather give up his realm and never want history to go through again.

At the end of the story, the Barbarian General's level 48 threshold suddenly collapsed, and his realm truly reached the demigod realm.

Bang bang bang!

Rhythmic applause broke out.

The Wither King smiled and said in an old-timer tone.

"It's wonderful."

"When I first broke through to the demigod realm, I was like you. Thinking about it, I really miss it!"

"To be honest, your ability to make a temporary breakthrough in this situation really exceeded my expectations!"

The barbarian general ignored the Wither King's teasing and looked around. The crimson forest was devastated. He saw dead and wounded pig spirits and broken limbs everywhere!

Then he looked at the large space crack torn open by the Calamity Lark.

The same goes for the people of the Wither clan on the other side.

In the past, when the Piglin King was still there, the Barbarian General was a typical war-fighting faction, always thinking about using force to fight for more land.

At that time, he naively believed that as long as he used force to fight for enough land and resources, the life of the piglins would become better and better.

However, this idea was criticized by the relatively conservative Piglin King.

"Fighting is to let the people live a better life, and excessive war will only destroy the good life. You are the general of the clan, you can't fight just for the sake of fighting!"

These are the words the Pigling King said when he taught the barbarian generals a lesson, and they are still vivid in my mind!

Needless to say, the barbarian generals at that time must have been dissatisfied, but now it seems that the Piglin King was right.

There can be minor frictions between the two tribes, but whole-tribe war must be controlled or even avoided as much as possible.

Never push a race to the edge. At that point, even if the perpetrator wins, there will be a heavy price to pay.

"King Wither, please go back. I will order the piglin army in the central fortress to withdraw, and the two races will cease to exist!"

The barbarian general's clenched fist slowly unclenched.

He now really wants to beat the Wither King, and his hatred with him can be said to be irreconcilable.

But he can't do it now. The injured piglins need to be recuperated, and the damaged homes need to be repaired. If he fights with the Wither King again now.

All the piglins in the Crimson Forest may die in this battle, or even none may survive.

The karma in King Wither's eyes flickered, and the skull laughed.

"General Barbarian Soldier, you are looking more and more like the dead Piglin King. You are so belligerent that you actually expressed your desire for a truce. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

"However, you still overestimate yourself. Even though you have just entered the demigod realm, there is a high probability that you are still no match for me. Why should I negotiate peace with you?"

The barbarian general stretched out his hand and a golden ax flew into his hand, saying neither humble nor arrogantly.

"As a veteran demigod, your strength has naturally been polished to a certain level. This is something I can't compare to. But if I want to kill you together, I should be able to do it!"

As soon as these words came out, the Wither King finally looked solemn.

Indeed, although a battle in the demigod realm has strengths and weaknesses, it is still easy to do if one of the parties insists on exchanging injuries for injuries to kill the other.

The most important thing is that the barbarian general now has Ji Xin's help. The golden watermelon that can restore health is definitely a headache for him.

"Go back, this battle should be over!" General Barbarian Soldiers released his realm and persuaded him again.

…

Somewhere in the Crimson Forest, a skeleton wearing a purple robe watched all of this quietly.

Suddenly, the figure of the Blood God also appeared here and said with concern.

"Are your injuries healed?"

The Dread Lord glanced at the Blood God. In order to kill the Pig Spirit King, he directly resisted the backlash of the law, almost killing half of his life.

"What? Are you seeing my joke?"

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong!" The Blood God waved his hand quickly and continued.

"I actually have never understood why you didn't kill Wither Xiao Ke! As long as Wither Xiao Ke dies, the whole thing can be closed!"

"Because I can't bear to leave, is this an acceptable reason?" the Dread Lord replied coldly.

"Reluctant? Forget it, you and I are both gods. We rely on our divinity to do things. Hesitation and the reluctance in your mouth are all manifestations of human nature. Let alone a withered little brother, even if there are ten, you will Kill without hesitation!"

"After all, you are not the real Wu Nian, Wu Nian is just your human body!"

The Blood God spoke out his inner thoughts without any secret.

As soon as these words came out, a strange color finally appeared in the cold eyes of the Dread Lord.

"Then tell me why I want to keep this withering little Ke!"

The Blood God paced back and forth, pretending to be serious and said: "That means that Wither Xiao Ke didn't die in your plan, or in other words, he shouldn't have died at that time!"

"But I have a hunch that Wither Xiaoke's head is part of your plan after all. As for how she dies, it depends on how you want the situation to develop!"

"What exactly do you want to do?" The Dread Lord turned his head and took a deep look at the Blood God, and warned again.

"I've said it before, I don't mean any harm. In a way, I'm just wiping your ass for what you're doing!"

The Blood God was a little helpless. The seaweed skeleton in front of him was always extremely hostile to him.

"It better be this way!"

The Dread Lord took a deep breath and did not continue the topic.

So far, he has really not noticed that the Blood God has done anything to interfere with his plan. Everything is developing in the direction he expected.

If the other party is really here to stop me, then the other party is too unqualified!

"Do you think the Wither King will withdraw?" The Dread Lord suddenly asked a question that was about to happen.

"Yes! The barbarian generals have been promoted to demigods, there is no need to continue fighting!"

The Blood God barely hesitated, now both sides had demigods to control the situation.

If the fight continues like this, both sides will suffer losses, and the Wither King may even risk falling.

The Wither King has a ruthless personality, but he is not stupid!