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Chapter 473 The First Mystic Puppet

"interesting!"

Looking at the strangely familiar, mottled little sword, a thoughtful expression appeared in Erin's eyes.

A corrupt blacksmith who opened Pandora's box in an attempt to resurrect his wife;

The Eye of Dream, unexpectedly born aboard the Furnace;

A dream-like calamity swept through the entire dwarf kingdom;

Willing to pay the price of their lives to break through the bait of the Dawn Sword;

And these Vanir gods who invaded through the secret passages beneath the Sword of Dawn...

If you take all of this out individually, it doesn't seem like much, but if you put them together...

Ha ha.

Perhaps the series of disasters that have occurred in Watt Alheim over the past period were not accidents at all.

It was a long-planned conspiracy.

Even the story of the dwarf king Eitri being corrupted by an evil god and then going to Asgard for help may have been part of someone's scheme.

otherwise.

Was the creation of the Eye of Dream on the Furnace really such a coincidence?

If I didn't have myself.

Even if the Dwarf King heals the evil god's corruption in Asgard, he might not be able to return safely to the Dwarf Kingdom from the clutches of that eerie Eye of Dreams.

But what would happen to the dwarf kingdom if Etri, the dwarf king who could unleash godfather-level power at his limit, were not around?

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While Erin was lost in thought upon seeing the colorful little sword.

The hooded man, whose mental state seemed unstable to begin with, was frantically fleeing, brandishing his colorful little sword.

However, what's strange is that...

Those seemingly random escape routes often, after going around in circles, always mysteriously return to the original starting point.

That is to say...

They had just broken through that heavy iron gate and entered the very origin of the Dawnbreaker Sword.

This is neither a time reset nor a time loop.

It's just some psychological suggestion, plus hypnosis and illusionary guidance.

In fact.

From beginning to end.

None of these hooded figures ever left this abandoned underground passage, nor did they ever actually reach the eighteenth floor of the Dawnbreaker Sword.

Everything they had seen, heard, and even experienced was nothing more than an elaborate illusion.

The moment I stepped into this abandoned room.

They fell into the trap that Erin had woven, using his mental power of a constant state as a guide and a seemingly real yet illusory world as a net.

Ok.

With the power of that colorful little sword, the hooded man briefly shattered the illusion mirror as he hysterically swung the Nightmare Sword time and time again.

But they quickly became lost in that omnipresent mental field.

Amidst the constant conflict between reality and illusion, the hooded man, driven to emotional collapse, suddenly and frantically swallowed the colorful little sword into his stomach, and his body began to change.

His body turned black, his skin glowed with an eerie light, and a ghostly green flame burned from the inside out. His hair and eyebrows were replaced by the ghostly green flame, and his limbs became dry and thin.

Under the glowing green light, the hooded man's eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and other organs melted away and converged towards the center of his face, coalescing into a completely new organ.

In the blink of an eye, the hooded man's body underwent a tremendous change.

It seemed to have transformed into a monster engulfed in eerie green flames.

And the newly grown, eerie green pupils that occupied most of his face emanated an indescribable aura of evil and illusion.

Erin only glanced at it a few more times before a chilling power followed his gaze and entered his pupils.

In an instant, it was as if an earthworm had appeared in Erin's pupils, constantly wriggling within them.

hiss!

The stinging pain made Erin instinctively close his eyes.

In an instant, a tear tinged with blood welled up from the corner of Erin's closed eyes.

Meanwhile, on the skin near Erin's eye, there were raised patches of red spots composed of fine granules.

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After Erin visualized the cosmic brain and quickly suppressed the restless spirit,

The monster, emanating a ghostly green light, had vanished from Erin's sight.

"Ha, trying to escape?"

The thought just popped into my head.

Erin's spiritual vision changed again. Thin, illusory lines rapidly intertwined in Erin's eyes, allowing him to see things that were invisible from a normal perspective or in a normal spiritual state.

A cluster of illusory, thin lines was rapidly fading in Erin's eyes, as if it were using some kind of ability to escape into a deeper spiritual realm, thus avoiding Erin's attack.

next second.

A flintlock pistol with a menacing design, a dragon statue carved on the muzzle, and an intense killing intent emanating from it appeared in Erin's hand.

After patiently waiting for several seconds, and pouring several times more spiritual energy than normal into the [Dragon Slayer], Erin's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly raised his right hand, aimed at the node where the strands of spiritual energy intertwined, and pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

The pure black death ray bullets, carrying the terrifying shadow of a giant dragon, seemed to pierce through the edge of reality and illusion, swiftly blasting towards the monster whose body was emitting a ghostly green light, constantly fleeing into the deeper layers of the dream.

boom!

Amidst a tremendous noise.

The pitch-black death ray pierced through reality and illusion, striking its target squarely.

Immediately afterwards, the black light exploded.

The hooded figure, who had somehow escaped reality and hidden in the void of the dream, was torn to pieces by the dark energy storm triggered by the explosion of the black bullet.

Then, a splatter of blood and flesh fell from the void.

In just a single breath, the torn fragments of the hooded man were drawn together again by a strange power.

"Not dead?"

Before it could fully coalesce, Erin let out a soft "Eh!" and blasted the second black light bullet at the opponent, shattering it once again.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang..."

One shot after another.

As the cry of "Dragon Slayer" echoed again and again, Erin, who had gradually gained control of his opponent, began to secretly manipulate the hooded man's "spirit threads."

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just as time was flying by and Erin was gaining better control over the Hooded Man's spiritual threads.

Driven by instinct and sensing a deadly crisis, the humanoid monster whose body had been torn apart by the Dragon Slayer suddenly began to twist violently.

Immediately afterwards, a dark green energy shockwave burst forth from the eyeballs on that face.

In an instant, the dust settled in all directions.

"Snapped!"

Just as the shockwave was about to hit Erin, Erin's body suddenly disappeared with a crisp snap of his fingers.

When he reappeared, he had already avoided the unknown energy shockwave and appeared in a safe area that the energy shockwave had already swept through.

Beneath him, a paper figure, still faintly glowing with a wisp of fire, appeared and disappeared.

[A dejected stare]

Almost instantly upon appearing, a captivating light burst forth from Erin's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his vast spiritual power was transformed by that special rune into a terrifying mental attack, directly facing the strange single eye several meters away.

"boom!"

Because of repeated "resurrections," the body was already quite exhausted. In addition, the sudden outburst just now left the already weakened Eerie One Eye vulnerable. Under the onslaught of Erin's [Despairing Gaze], it was further weakened.

My mind went blank for a moment, and I froze on the spot.

The monster that the hooded man had transformed into was stunned, but Erin was not.

Taking advantage of the other party's momentary daze, Erin accelerated the manipulation of the "Spirit Threads"!

And so, with each entanglement, time flew by.

Time flies.

"Bang!"

Just as Erin used [Dragon Slayer] to headshot the opponent once again, blowing its head off.

The hooded man, now transformed into a monster, suddenly became dazed, and his body seemed to be covered in rust.

"Good, fifteen seconds."

Just as Erin saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a relaxed smile.

The monster that had once again dreamt of "death" suddenly had a flash of clarity in its eyes, and the rationality that belonged to the hooded man returned.

Even its mutated body began to regain some of its human form.

"We can't...we can't continue like this..."

After figuring out the current situation, a blue crystal ball suddenly fell out from the hooded man's tattered clothes, which had been torn apart time and time again.

"Click."

The next second, the cyan crystal ball shattered under the hooded man's will.

Immediately afterwards, the wind element stored in the crystal ball quickly condensed into a wind arrow wrapped in countless halos.

Ok.

After sensing the dangerous aura swirling around that "arrow of wind".

Erin frowned slightly, then suddenly pulled the hand that was manipulating the other's spirit thread.

Instantly.

The hooded man's single large eye became dazed, as if he had forgotten what he had just been thinking about.

After a few seconds of thought, as if he had remembered something, he opened his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow of wind that was spinning in front of his chest suddenly burst into astonishing speed, instantly tearing through the sky.

"Sizzle!"

The next second, "Ayrin's" figure was pierced directly by the arrow of wind and torn into countless pieces of paper.

"Um?"

Upon seeing this, the hooded man's eyes narrowed, but before he could cast the spell again and manipulate the arrow of wind, he was still in the process.

A roar like that of a dragon, accompanied by a black light bullet, struck his head again, shattering the eyeball in the center of his head.

Having lost its control, the Wind Arrow continued its trajectory, hurtling towards the thick wall of Dawn Sword, which was made of countless metals.

Then, in the soil layer hundreds of meters underground, a deep cave entrance that stretches for thousands of meters was left.

"Such a solid wind element."

"This level of wind element utilization is truly terrifying!"

To see the whole leopard by observing just one glimpse of it.

The fact that a single sealed crystal ball possesses such power demonstrates the might of the Vanir gods.

No wonder the Vanir gods at their peak dared to compete with Asgard for the throne of the Nine Realms.

Although they eventually counted them, the power of the Vanir gods was undeniable.

After all, these are only two races in the Nine Realms that are named after gods.

but,

Now it seems...

The Vanir gods, who had been dormant for thousands of years, realized that Odin, who had been pressing down on them, was no longer capable of ruling.

Having endured thousands of years of loneliness, they too began to feel restless and started causing trouble.

just.

How did these guys get involved with the evil god?

"Bang!"

After the wind arrows were easily deflected by the well-prepared Erin, the hooded man, looking desperate, began to struggle frantically.

But his resistance was repeatedly thwarted by Erin.

As he watched his control over the Spirit Threads deepen, Erin felt a surge of joy and became even more focused on manipulating the other's "Spirit Threads".

The hooded man is not weak.

Furthermore, the fact that the other party gained the ability to transform damage received into dreams after swallowing that colorful little sword aroused Erin's strong interest.

Therefore, Erin, who developed a strong interest in this, wanted to make the other party her first secret doll.

It's not temporary, but the kind that can be used for a long time.

Even after becoming a Master of Puppets, Erin has not yet created a permanent puppet of his own.

This also seemed to affect Erin's digestion speed of the [Master Puppet] potion, resulting in Erin's digestion of the [Master Puppet] potion being mediocre.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Erin can acquire a decent puppet and perhaps even gain some experience to summarize the rules for playing the role of a [Puppet Master].

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ten seconds later.

Although the hooded man's body and consciousness showed obvious signs of struggle, he remained under Erin's increasingly deep and sparse control over his spiritual threads.

His body, instead, gradually sank into silence, like a stiff puppet.

Time passed second by second.

Five minutes had passed since Erin touched the Hooded Man's spirit line.

A hint of joy appeared on Erin's face, and she finally let out a long sigh of relief.

next second.

The hooded man, three meters away from Erin, blinked, and his body, which seemed to be burning with eerie green flames, knelt down solemnly before Erin as if a mountain of gold and a jade pillar had been overturned.

"Jelson greets his master."

Get up!

As Erin finished speaking, Jelson, who was kneeling on the ground, naturally got up and stood respectfully in front of Erin.

Looking at Jerson, who stood respectfully before him with coordinated movements, Erin nodded in satisfaction.

Jelson, who was made into a puppet by Erin, has his spirit body become an appendage of the puppet, which is equivalent to him being dead. Of course, he cannot truly speak.

Both his kneeling gesture and the words he spoke were merely driving his spiritual impulses and manipulating the other person's different reactions.

The Puppet Master doesn't necessarily need to use both hands to manipulate the "Spirit Threads"; it was more of a habit of Erin's.

This will make him more clearly aware that he is merely manipulating the puppet.

(End of this chapter)