"Are you crazy? How could he not find out? These big shots are scarier than we thought." The weird man beside him said with a frown, and the fear in his words was obvious.

"Don't worry, I understand your worries. You are just worried about what will go wrong. But once you have met that adult, you won't think so."

"What are you saying?" "

Of course the world is not just weird, there are also... gods."

The first weird spoke coldly, "!"

Shocked, the three weirds nodded silently. The weird who was still struggling heard this,

"But the gods..."

"Will they not be fooled by other things?"

"No, I can be sure that as long as we are loyal to the gods, we can get everything!!"

"And, Gods don't covet these illusory things, they only care about faith."

A crack appeared on the corner of Weird's mouth, and the excitement further damaged the human-leather face,

"Leave this matter to me."

The last sentence was said in a strange voice. Under the dark red sky, the human-leather face that seemed to be sewn together looked up at the sky. In the dim light, there was an inexplicable permeating atmosphere.

The puppeteer sat on the throne, and a line of words automatically appeared on Xiaoyi's screen,

"Father, they are provoking you."

Xiaoyi is the fourth monster in the Land of Death. In an era when the first three existed in legends, Xiaoyi plus the power of the Mechanical City would definitely exceed the imagination of many people. However, most of the time now, Xiaoyi is not needed to develop the Mechanical City domain,

so the words that the three monsters thought were secret could not escape Xiaoyi's surveillance.

"No, I want to see where the gods came from."

Although the original body knows everything, sometimes this operation is necessary to perform the script between different vests well.

"Father, how strong are the gods?"

Xiaoyi suddenly asked after a pause. All the strange servants in the hall had blank expressions and lowered their heads. They had already figured out the preferences of the new master in private.

At least, a human shell would be more suitable at this time.

After all, they did not forget that the puppet master preferred the puppet he made with his own hands to have a human shell.

Since seeing it, all the servants have understood it immediately.

And Xiaoyi, the prototype mechanical body with a silver surface is the master's favorite, and the faceless one next to him is similar to the steward in the human world.

After positioning in their minds, many strange servants also muttered, but they still dared not say anything.

After all, they do not believe in gods.

"Well, that depends on what kind of god it is."

The puppeteer smiled and did not give a direct answer. He just moved his fingertips, and a thread was pulled out.

A figure appeared in front of him. It had no facial features, and the whole body seemed to be made up by himself. It was an extremely simple human figure, and

only a general appearance could be seen. The puppeteer supported his face and stared at the puppet for a while.

Xiaoyi also did not say anything. His father did not like others making noises.

The puppeteer was doing serious work now. Although Xiaoyi was different, the data showed that he should not go up to disturb his father at this time.

The puppeteer's silk threads were wrapped around the figure. Without much movement, countless silk threads appeared in the air, quickly outlining a figure.

No one noticed the coldness in the puppeteer's eyes, like a most ruthless robot, calculating very precisely.

"Vest No. 4 puppeteer's ability increased by +1"

"Vest No. 4 puppeteer's ability increased by +1"

"..." As Vest No. 4 operated like this, the personal skills on the vest panel were slowly changing.

Quantitative change led to qualitative change. Trust value can help unlock, but when it reaches several key data segments, for example, when it reaches 60%, it needs to be more in line with the vest's attributes, which can break through faster and complete the role-playing.

The puppeteer narrowed his eyes, retracted his hand movements, and the remaining threads automatically completed the production of a puppet. As a puppeteer, he can naturally make puppets anytime and anywhere, but this is the final role-playing version. The puppeteer has currently unlocked this ability,

which can be regarded as avoiding the situation where his subordinates have no puppets to use.

Although, for a puppeteer, the world is not as big as himself. This also led to the fact that he did not fully display his skills when he usually took action.

Now that there is a rare opportunity for training, Li Yue arranged a task for Vest No. 4. This kind of gameplay that tends to be in the game,

it must be admitted that Li Yue is still interested. Unfortunately, the system gray pigeon said that this was only due to the special attributes of Vest No. 4, and the rest of the vests still had to play and go into battle themselves.

The silver-haired man had a ghostly look on his face. He smiled as he watched the puppet being made. His flawless face was now filled with a frightening evil.

Faceless exclaimed in his heart countless times, "Master Puppet Master, you are definitely more bizarre than all the weird things."

Of course, he was not referring to his appearance, but the aura that naturally emanated from his body.

Faceless did not say it was the same aura, but another kind of death flower that grew out of the evil mud. It was shocking and also brought people the sign of death.

A natural god of death.

A vague thought came to his mind, but Faceless did not think about it any further.

[Faceless's trust in Vest No. 4 Puppet Master +10000]

[Vest No. 4's skill Death Charm is improved, current progress (61%), please continue to collect trust to unlock.]

Death Charm? This skill, thinking of the initial shock of the original body, Vest No. 4 opened the system panel with a look of interest.

As expected, it was the trust value contributed by Faceless next to him.

The puppet master closed the vest panel, and the smile on his lips deepened. Faceless's contribution to the trust value puppet master is now calm, but thinking of the original body's Death Charm to Vest No. 4,

this skill, it's a pity that it can't be used on himself.

Thinking of his own thoughts, Li Yue's mind shuddered. What was he thinking about? He still needed the puppeteer to pay attention. The vest puppeteer's consciousness was among the four vests. It can be said that it concentrated the negative shortcomings of Li Yue's original body.

Arrogance and narcissism were definitely one of the characteristics.

But think about it, the puppeteer felt that he was not wrong. Anyway, they were all the original body. This vest was so perfect, it was okay to be narcissistic. The puppeteer

sighed. The original body still had to evolve superpowers. He took a look at the puppet in front of him. With a move of his fingers, the whole puppet shape instantly changed into another appearance, a bird.

Humans turned into animals, and the change happened in the blink of an eye.

It can be seen that the puppeteer is not very satisfied with this puppet, because after that, "Go, find those beads."

A dark red color gradually covered the whole body of the bird. The red bird nodded humanely and then flew out directly from the air.

"Father, Xiaoyi can also find red beads."

Xiaoyi does not think that his ability is poor.

"Xiaoyi, don't worry, father will give you a chance to show it next."

The weird world is also changing. These changes are similar to those in the supernatural world, but because there are weird things here, basically few weird people will pay attention to this point. After all, when will the weird find the weird abnormalities around them?

Li Yue's vests are developing steadily, and the fifth vest, the Night Organization, is also being deployed on the ground.

In the void and dark universe, many stars are shining in the universe,

and in a dazzling galaxy, there is the world of gods.

Hell.

Hell is divided into nine layers, and each layer has a corresponding hell demon king. The hell demon king is powerful and cruel. These monsters from hell

are terrifying in the entire world of gods.

However, since the angels of heaven woke up, the gods revived, and the hell of this world is no longer the hell of a long time ago.

Hell has been sealed below, and everyone has begun to forget the horror of hell.

A wanderer passed through the city, preparing to go to the next place with his story.

"What's over there?"

someone said with eyes wide open in disbelief. The homeless man looked up at the sky and saw only a streak of light passing by, nothing unusual.

"Don't be surprised. Homeless people are not afraid of these."

As soon as he said this, the citizen who was originally surprised immediately glared at him.

"You homeless man, are you trying to be a wandering poet? Look at you, you're not even as good as a beggar on the street?"

The man laughed triumphantly after he finished speaking, while the homeless man in front of him laughed loudly.

"People in the world are ignorant, and this turbid world is really terrible."

The homeless man didn't care about the ridicule, but just said this in a low voice, and his figure suddenly moved away from here.

As he walked further and further away, the voice of the man behind him had been strangled to the throat. The citizen turned directly into a pile of ashes in a corner where no one cared.

"What a boring world."

The tramp had completely changed into a different look, shedding his human appearance. Eight wings automatically emerged from behind him. His expression was one of god's ruthless indifference. He said this,

but just looking at this world,

he was bored to death.

A world without any vitality, but if other angels knew about it, they would probably find it strange.

"Forget it, at least it's a little better than the cold heaven,"

the tramp said, and turned back into his human appearance.

But what he didn't know was that at this time, hell, which was opposed to heaven, was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The organization of the night was spreading in the evil soil, the nine layers of hell.

At the bottom is the area where one of the demon kings of hell, the Great Demon King Guli, resides.

"My Lord Demon King!"

"You want the ninth floor, I, Guli, will give it to you!"

Before he finished speaking, the black mist spread silently.