Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

Just when Ji Xin and the Pig Spirit King were having fun over wine (radish).

A pig spirit barbarian soldier hurriedly ran out of the hall and said with a very anxious look: "King! Something happened. The Withering King and his juniors came to block the door outside our Crimson Forest."

As soon as these words came out, the joyful atmosphere solidified instantly.

"Blocking the door? How could such a thing happen? How dare they." The barbarian general stared angrily, slapped the case and stood up, shouting loudly, which frightened the barbarian soldiers who came to report.

The Wither King, also known as the Wither Skeleton King, is as powerful as the Piglin King and is also a level 49 demigod in the lower realm.

Their territory is mainly concentrated in the Deep Valley of Soul Sand, which borders a large area of ​​the Crimson Forest of Piglins. Some of the boundary lines are even blurry and difficult to distinguish.

Therefore, the piglin clan and the withered skeleton clan have been at odds since ancient times, and it is common for them to attack each other and compete for territory.

They all wanted to be the Lord of the Lower Realm, but since the two clans were equally powerful, no one could succeed, so they could only think of other ways to suppress one party.

Blocking doors is one of the methods.

Strong elders bring their own outstanding juniors to stir up trouble on other people's territory.

The rule is that only the younger generation can fight, one on one, and the elders cannot interfere.

The loser has his feet disabled and rolls off the ring to suffer great humiliation.

The winner continues to stand in the ring waiting for others to challenge.

If no one on the blocked side dares to challenge for a long time, it means that they have given in. The powerful elders will have to bow down to the other side's elders and ask the other side to go back.

Now that the King of Withered Skeletons has come in person with his juniors, the only way to do that is for the King of Piglins to bring his juniors to challenge.

Just imagine, the leader of one clan bows his head to the leader of another clan. It is a scene that is simply unbearable to watch. In just a short moment, an entire clan can be humiliated.

This is how face is lost.

The King of Piglins was much calmer than the barbarian generals, and said: "How unbecoming is it to be so reckless? I don't see any guests here!"

Then he changed his tune and said, "Since they dare to block it, then we will demolish it!"

After saying that, the Piglin King slowly stood up. The fat all over his body was shrinking and burning at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, his appearance turned into a fighting pig covered with muscles.

Ji Xin was really amazed by this scene. After losing weight, the Pig Spirit King looked a bit like the Barbarian General, even more muscular.

The Pig Spirit King cleared his throat and roared towards the sky, his voice spreading throughout the Crimson Forest.

"All the younger members of the pig spirit clan are listening. All the pigs under the age of twenty gathered outside the Crimson Forest. Someone came to block the door."

The Piglin King's voice was not loud, but it seemed to have some kind of penetrating magic power, reaching everyone's ears. Even the Withered Skeleton King outside the Crimson Forest could hear it clearly.

"Which race without eyes dares to block the door of our pig spirit clan? It's so boring, huh!"

"You don't have to think twice to know it's those niggas! Come on, let's go take a look!"

"I just completed my first-level promotion some time ago, and now I'm worried about not having a partner!!!"

The Piglin King's voice caused almost the entire Crimson Forest to boil. As long as there were piglins under the age of twenty, one by one, they all rushed out of the Crimson Forest.

Not long after, the King of Piglins covered in golden armor led a group of piglins to the outside of the Crimson Forest. Standing opposite was the long-awaited King of Withered Skeletons.

Ji Xin naturally followed. He had no intention of participating. He only came to watch the excitement. After all, he was not a junior member of the pig spirit clan.

The Wither King looks very strange. He is as tall as the Piglin King, like a skinny giant, but his arms are extremely long and can even extend to the ground.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of fleshless bone wings on its back, which look domineering just by looking at it.

The other party did not come alone. Behind him stood an army of withered skeletons, a dense mass of black people that threatened to engulf the entire crimson forest.

There are still several three-headed withers floating in the sky, which seem to have third-level strength.

"There are so many skulls. If you find an opportunity, you have to twist a few more back."

Perhaps due to the influence of his profession, when Ji Xin saw the King of Wither, his first reaction was to twist off his head and make him a puppet.

A puppet made from the head of the Withered Skeleton King must be powerful!

Of course, with his current strength, he still can't beat the Wither King, but he might give it a try in the future.

When the Wither King saw the Pig Spirit King coming out, he had a slightly hypocritical smile on his face, "Old Pig! Long time no see. Do you still like the gift I prepared for you?"

The Piglin King looked at the crimson wood arena in front of him and said with a smile: "I like it! Of course I like it."

"It's rude to come and go without reciprocating. If we, the pig spirit clan, don't beat the crap out of you junior today, he will be wiped clean!"

When the two met, they became very explosive and exchanged harsh words.

The King of Wither was completely lifeless after being ridiculed like this, which shows that he came prepared today.

“It’s not yet certain who will win and who will lose!”

"Come out, Wu Nian!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with a cheerful face walked to the stage.

The young man is tall and handsome, with long blue hair that is unusually eye-catching. He is dressed in black and looks old-school and steady, giving people a great sense of contrast.

At this time, both the piglin clan and Ji Xin were all stunned in place. The young man who appeared was not a withered skeleton, but a player.

"Old thief Wither! You must have been confused by your sleep. You actually let a foreigner fight for you. You really want to win, so you don't even need to lose your face!!!" The Pig Spirit King laughed, his face full of sarcasm.

The Withering King didn't care and retorted: "Foreign race? How come you look like a foreign race? Wu Nian, release your withering aura."

The young man named Wu Nian did not hesitate when he heard this. The withering aura around him suddenly rose, and an extremely dark and corrosive aura exploded, making his clothes rustle.

Immediately afterwards, eleven levels of coercion rushed towards him, even one level higher than Ji Xin!

"Look, he has the aura of our Wither clan, so why can't he block the door on our behalf?" The Wither King said proudly.

One of the major advantages of players' battles is the various professions they have awakened. During the battle, various abilities are unpredictable and difficult to figure out. These can determine the outcome of the game to a certain extent.

"Shameless!" Queen Piglin's teeth were almost broken. He didn't expect that the other party would be so shameless.

Ji Xin stood in the distance, looking at the young man quietly, with a solemn look in his eyes.

He could feel that this guy named Wu Nian was very strong, his professional level was probably above A level, and he was a powerful enemy.

The aura released by the other party was indeed the aura of withering, but he was just an absolute player like himself, and most likely he had awakened some abilities related to withering.

Then another question comes again, why is the other party also in the lower realm? And he is so familiar with the Wither Skeleton King!

"In this case, then I want to see how strong your wither is." The Pig Spirit King no longer worries about whether the other party is a foreigner. If the Wither King wants to compete, he will accompany him to the end.