Chapter 50: First experience with puppets, prepare a big gift for Lu Nian!

(Thanks to the boss of Shuhai Manyouren for the reward of 1666 reading coins!)

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"The only people with ice talents stronger than this [Ice Spirit] are probably the Ice Phoenix Girl and the Ice-type victims..."

However, he did not show his surprise, but quickly collected his thoughts and focused on what was happening at hand.

He mobilized his mental power to completely eliminate the demonic power of the bewitching spider that was attached to Mu Ningxue.

Mu Ningxue felt relieved, and her originally irritable mood calmed down.

"Thank you." Mu Ningxue said softly.

At this moment, Setsuna ran back from outside, dragging the corpse of a huge bewitching spider in his mouth.

The spider's head was as big as half the room, with eyes densely distributed between its head and face. Its entire face looked like a distorted and weird mask, covered with messy flesh lines, which looked creepy.

“Ah~”

Shanshan threw the corpse of the bewitching demon spider in front of Wang Feng, stuck out his tongue, and looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for praise.

"Well done!" Wang Feng smiled and reached out to touch Shanshan's lowered head.

Afterwards, he called Setsuna back to the dimensional plane and let it rest well.

"What are you standing there for? Quickly clear out a rest area and complete the remaining survey points tomorrow morning, then we can go back!" Wang Feng turned around and shouted to everyone.

"oh oh!"

The students of the two academies finally came back to their senses from the terrifying appearance of the Bewitching Demon Spider and began to get busy, continuing to clean the church.

Wang Feng took out a dagger specially used to decompose the corpses of demons and began to carefully divide the corpse of the bewitching spider.

The most valuable parts of the bewitching demon spider are naturally its spider silk, venom sacs and eyes. These materials all have bewitching abilities and are considered very precious spiritual-level materials.

As he decomposed them, he was thinking about the uses of these materials in his mind.

Soon, an interesting idea came to his mind: "These spider silk and eyes can be used to make silk stocking magic tools with bewitching powers for Xinxia and Jiaojiao..."

Thinking of this, Wang Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

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night.

Lu Zhenghe came alone to a huge rock hundreds of meters away from the church, looking anxious.

"Brother, why haven't you come yet!" Lu Zhenghe murmured in a low voice, with a hint of anxiety and dissatisfaction in his tone.

From time to time, he glanced towards the church, his eyes filled with jealousy and resentment.

Whenever he saw Mu Ningxue's gaze flickering on Wang Feng, his heart felt like it was burning in flames, and the pain was unbearable.

"Wang Feng... I will make you pay the price!" Lu Zhenghe growled with gritted teeth, his fists clenched tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms.

At this moment, a teasing voice came from behind him: "Your brother should still be on the way, but you won't be able to wait for him to arrive."

Lu Zhenghe trembled all over, suddenly jumped up from the huge rock and turned around quickly.

When he saw Wang Feng's face with a sneer, his face turned pale instantly.

"You...what are you talking about?" Lu Zhenghe asked stutteringly.

Wang Feng crossed his arms and jokingly said, "Don't admit it? It doesn't matter. I never intended for you to admit it."

Lu Zhenghe's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He subconsciously took a step back, his voice trembling: "You...what do you want to do?"

Wang Feng sneered, "Nothing, just helping me test out my new skills."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly became weird and dark, like an abyss swallowing up all light.

"Cursed Mist!"

Lu Zhenghe only felt that his eyes went dark, and his whole body was shrouded in a strange black mist.

Immediately afterwards, his soul seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, and the intense pain almost made him collapse.

He wanted to scream, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make any sound.

His body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes widened, and his pupils gradually dilated.

After about three minutes, the black fog gradually dissipated.

Lu Zhenghe knelt on the ground, his eyes were dull, a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body had lost its soul, leaving only an empty shell.

"Even devouring a useless soul is so slow. It seems I need to go into the Three-Step Pagoda and practice the curse system properly."

He walked up to Lu Zhenghe, put his hand on his crown, and whispered, "Puppet!"

As Wang Feng's voice fell, a wisp of mental power floated out from his eyebrows and slowly sank into Lu Zhenghe's eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a strange feeling surged into Wang Feng's heart - he seemed to have entered a virtual character, sharing Lu Zhenghe's vision with him, and even being able to control his body to release magic.

"Interesting, just like controlling a VR character." Wang Feng murmured softly, trying to control Lu Zhenghe's body.

However, the process of casting magic seemed very clumsy, as if there was a network delay, and a basic magic spell took several seconds to complete.

"Although there is some delay, it can be used." Wang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

He estimated the consumption of his mental power and found that with his current mental power, it would be no problem to control Lu Zhenghe for a few days.

Then he controlled Lu Zhenghe and returned to the church.

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The next morning.

After a night of rest, everyone's energy and magic power returned to their peak state.

Under the leadership of Wang Feng, they quickly completed the remaining survey tasks and then returned along the same route.

Returning to the abandoned railway, the journey was filled with laughter and joy.

No one knew what Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue were talking about. They walked side by side happily, completely forgetting about Wang Feng's presence.

As we were walking, a group of people suddenly appeared not far away.

The two figures were wearing the same uniform, and upon closer inspection, they discovered that it was similar to the uniform of a military magician.

The strange thing is that they don’t have the military magician’s badge on their chests, nor do they have any unit identification marks.

"Old Wang, something is not right." Mo Fan whispered in Wang Feng's ear.

His intuition told him that this group of people had bad intentions.

"I can see that." Wang Feng nodded.

At this moment, Lu Zhenghe suddenly revealed a joyful smile and shouted towards the group of figures:

"Lao Da, you are finally here!"

However, what he received was not "Don't be afraid, children," but a devilish whisper:

"Except for my brother Lu Zhenghe and Wang Feng, no one else will be left alive!"

Lu Zhenghe's expression changed, and he said hurriedly, "Wait! Lao Da, did you make a mistake? Mu Ningxue and the others..."

"Idiot! Come here quickly!" Lu Nian shouted sternly.

Lu Zhenghe was stunned and was about to run towards Lu Nian, but was firmly grasped by Wang Feng's telekinesis and could not move.

"Lao Da, save me, Lao Da!"

Seeing this, Lu Nian's face darkened.

How could his younger brother be so stupid!

What should I do if I suddenly don’t want to save him?

(End of this chapter)