Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

"Once these refining processes are complete, they will be able to move flexibly to a pre-designated location on their own, as if possessing life itself, relying on the powerful force they possess."

"Moreover, most of the time, there are often guardians who are responsible for guarding and guiding these puppets to report for duty!"

"No matter where I am at this moment, even if I am thousands of miles away from my destination, I can still keenly sense that unique and distinctive aura."

"As for the renowned Blood Knife King, he possesses peerless martial arts skills, and his strength is unparalleled and formidable. Furthermore, his willpower is as solid as a rock, difficult to shake in the slightest."

"That's why I brought you with me to this place to prevent any accidents. As long as I take action myself, even the strongest person will be reduced to a puppet."

"Of course. By the way, it will also allow you to broaden your horizons and witness with your own eyes what kind of bizarre and astonishing sights those puppets will present."

"Well, to be honest, I don't particularly like this method of refining puppets myself. If it weren't for the interests of our entire demon clan, which forced me to take this approach, why would I be willing to do such a thing?"

"I always feel that treating others in this way will more or less show a lack of respect for the other party. To a certain extent, it can even be regarded as a disguised insult." The Demon Lord sighed deeply and said slowly.

His expression was slightly solemn, as if he was deeply troubled by this matter. "So, unless there was a particularly special situation, I would not act in this way."

At this moment, the demon who had been listening quietly couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "So that's how it is? Then are there any examples of our demons being turned into puppets?" There was a trace of worry in his words that was hard to conceal.

The Demon Lord shook his head slightly and replied calmly, "It's impossible to successfully refine it. You know, the method of refining puppets can only be practiced by those of the human race."

Hearing this, the demon demon couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked, "Why is this happening? Why can only humans refine puppets?"

The Demon Lord paused for a moment before slowly explaining, "The reason is actually very simple. When refining a puppet, one must utilize demonic energy to firmly lock away the remaining will within the human body. Only after this treatment can the puppet be refined, instead of being like a lifeless piece of wood, merely mechanically executing actions, completely losing the ability to think and react."

"However, the key issue is that humans can use the demonic energy in this spirit pool to achieve this, but for us demons, due to our own body structures, we simply cannot effectively lock the demonic energy in our bodies."

"The demonic energy will be directly absorbed by us demons, so the puppets cannot be refined by us demons at all."

"The conditions for refining a puppet are too harsh. Not only does it require a strong body, but it also requires a will that is on the verge of death. I don't usually like to do this. It's too troublesome."

After saying this, Moyao suddenly realized that there were so many complex and strict requirements for refining puppets!

Then, the three of them quickly passed through the winding and intricate passages of the dark maze and finally reached the exit.

However, what was strange was that the two guardians who were supposed to be guarding the door disappeared without a trace.

However, the Demon Lord didn't seem to care about this abnormal situation. He led the demon and the dark killer forward without any care and left this place without hesitation.

Just as they walked further and further away, the passage behind them seemed to have self-awareness and began to automatically restore to its previous appearance.

The thick, inky black fog surged again like a surging tide, instantly covering the entire passage tightly and plunging it into darkness and silence again.

Not long after, they arrived at the magnificent Demon Palace at lightning speed. The Demon Lord brought the Dark Killer to a secret room.

As soon as he entered the palace, the Demon Lord turned to the Dark Assassin beside him and instructed, "Go to that secret room first and absorb the rich demonic energy that permeates the air."

"Everyday, someone will deliver your meals regularly, so you don't have to worry about food. After all, someone like you, without any independent will, will either be unconscious all day or in a daze, with almost no perception of the outside world."

"You will only move when I personally give you an order, otherwise you will always remain in the same posture and remain motionless." After saying that, the Demon Lord waved his hand to signal him to go in quickly.

At the same moment, Moyao hurried towards his usual office. Recently, the demon army had been overwhelmed by the mountain of matters that needed to be dealt with.

At this moment, the War Emperor himself was completely unaware of what was happening among the demons.

At this moment, he was leisurely soaking in the steaming hot bathtub, the warm water gently caressing his body, but his mind had already drifted far away.

"Alas..." The War Emperor sighed softly, "I can now feel the lust core in my body slowly becoming active. Although the signs are still very weak at the moment, it has indeed begun to stir."

He frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "It seems the day when the legendary Great Demon God's will awakens is drawing near. So, how should I respond? Could it be that the only solution is to implement the soul-swapping plan ahead of time?"

When he thought of this, Zhan Huang's heart suddenly tightened, and an indescribable sense of tension instantly surged into his heart.

"Never mind. Now that things have come to this, it's pointless to dwell on it. Right now, I can only act according to circumstances and take things one step at a time."

Thinking this, Zhan Huang slowly stood up and left the bathtub. He casually picked up the clean clothes placed beside him and dressed neatly. Then he walked out of the bathroom and went straight back to his room.

After entering the room, he walked straight to the desk. At the same time, he leaned forward slightly, stretched out a hand, and gently opened the drawer. His movements were gentle and cautious, as if he was afraid of awakening some dormant secret.

As the drawer slowly opened, an extremely huge map appeared before his eyes.

Spread out on the desk, the map resembled a vast expanse of land, densely marked with various symbols and lines, meticulously recording the deployment of human forces along the border.

Every mark and every line seems to carry the blood, sweat and wisdom of countless soldiers and contains endless strategic significance, because many battles have taken place in these places.

He stared at the map with his eyes as sharp as a torch, carefully examining every detail in it.

I am fully aware that I have a great mission - not only must I regularly patrol the border territories of the human race to ensure that the territory is not violated; more importantly, I must also record the security conditions of the border areas in detail.

Once a large number of powerful monsters are discovered, one must personally take action without hesitation to eliminate them in order to maintain peace in the area.

However, since most of the human forces are currently making intensive preparations for the upcoming war, there are actually not many soldiers stationed in the border areas.