Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

The movements of the Wither King and Wu Nian were not small, and their voices spread far away, echoing throughout the lower realm fortress.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this Wu Nian is really hard to kill. He is actually still alive. If I had been struck by the king's palm, I would have been reincarnated by now!"

"Hmph! Even though Wu Nian is a foreigner, his qualifications are mediocre. Your qualifications as a three-legged cat can still be compared with others. You're on a high level!"

At this time, a large number of skeleton soldiers had gathered outside the hall. Looking at the half-disabled Wu Nian above the hall, they felt filled with emotion.

Thinking back to when Wu Nian was reused by the Wither King and all resources were skewed, in less than a month, he quickly grew from an inconspicuous waste to a first-order warrior and was highly respected.

You must know that if a skeleton soldier with ordinary qualifications wants to complete a step, it will take at least ten years of practice.

If you have good talent, five or six years will definitely be indispensable.

Wu Nian, on the other hand, only took more than a month to complete the journey that took others more than ten years. Such a talent is also very explosive for the entire Wither clan.

"It doesn't matter if you have strong qualifications, you might as well die later."

"Yeah, it's a pity! It's really a pity." These skeletons all came here to eat melon after hearing that Wu Nian was resurrected from the dead.

During the time Wu Nian lived in the withering clan, he had impressed many withering people.

Now that the other party has finally survived, but has to die again, he will sigh and feel regretful.

The habits of the wither and the piglins are different. They don't have such a strong sense of territoriality.

Although there are big and small positions, there are no rules.

Even a skeleton with a low status, if he learns any important information, can enter the hall with swagger and report to the Wither King without anyone's approval.

Therefore, skeletons peeking and eavesdropping through the walls often happen.

The Wither King learned a piece of news first, and once it was heard by the skeleton soldiers patrolling outside the door.

In just a few hours, the news will spread throughout the fortress, no one knows about it, no one knows about it.

The Withering King didn't care, and he was too lazy to rectify this trend. Besides, sharing information also had many benefits.

At this time, Wither Xiaoke was hiding among the many skeletons, feeling a little uneasy!

When she heard that Wu Nian was going to be treated as blood food, she clenched her hands unconsciously and prayed silently in her heart.

"Wu Nian, stop talking and give in to the king. Then you may still have a chance to survive!"

If possible, she never wanted to see Wu Nian die again.

But what happened was counterproductive. Withering Xiaoke was praying outside, but Wu Nian endured the pain in his hands and feet and stood up, cursing.

"Old man, don't forget to tell me before you kill someone. This is not your style."

A sneer appeared on Wu Nian's face, and he mocked the Withering King.

"I remember that you gave me a slap when I trusted you the most. That slap is still fresh in my memory."

"Today! You are so gentle, I am so touched, hahaha!"

Wu Nian's words are filled with strange yin and yang, and every word is thorny.

After he finished speaking, he continued to laugh wildly, completely ignoring the threat of the Withering King.

He was unable to resist now, so he could earn one more taunt before he died.

When I was beaten last time, I didn't have time to scold this old man. I must be arrogant before I die this time!

Many skeletons outside the main hall gasped in unison, and the sounds of bones colliding could be heard one after another.

"Wocao! He is mocking the king. Although there is no curse word, it sounds like he wants to beat him so much!"

"This is the power of yin and yang strange energy, Wu Nian is miserable!"

"No! He is deliberately irritating the king and actively seeking death!"

The skeletons outside the door all sweated for Wu Nian.

Apart from the Pig Spirit King, Wu Nian is the only one who dares to publicly mock the Withering King in this way.

Withered Xiaoke almost burst into tears at Wu Nian's words!

"Wu Nian, you are confused!"

Originally, there was a chance that he could survive if he surrendered, but now that the taunting words were spoken, Wu Nian would have to die even if the King of Heaven came.

really.

As soon as these words came out, the Wither King's eyes began to become sharp.

The power of withering condensed into a big hand and suddenly grabbed Wu Nian, and then continued to shrink.

"Gentle? Haha, why didn't I know you were so taunting before! Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you."

As he spoke, the origin of the Wither King emerged, and a strong sense of corrosion instantly enveloped Wu Nian.

"Ahhh!"

The strong corrosive power made Wu Nian miserable, and the flesh on his body began to corrode and fall off bit by bit.

The Wither King did not choose to eat the opponent's flesh and blood like he absorbed the piglin.

Instead, he uses his own withering power to slowly erode the opponent's withering origin, so that Wu Nian can watch his own skin and flesh fall off and deteriorate, or even rot.

The whole process will be excruciating!

"Hey! How about it? It doesn't feel good to have your skin rubbed off bit by bit!" The Wither King's movements were very light, like peeling a red blood orange.

Wu Nian gritted his teeth, suddenly stopped shouting, suppressed the extreme physical pain, and glared fiercely at the Withering King.

"That's it! Kill me if you can. If I have a chance to live, I will definitely take off your head and make it into a decoration."

"It is not a wise choice to anger a demigod. The more you want to die, the more I will torture you!"

The Wither King could tell that the other party was deliberately irritating him. The movements of his hands became slower, and the sound of corroded flesh and blood increased by another level.

"Ahhh!" The intense pain instantly broke through Wu Nian's tolerance, almost bringing him to the edge of fainting.

Slowly, his vision began to blur, and his skin and flesh were eroded and rotten. If he looked carefully, he could actually see white bones.

The handsome young man had turned into an ugly monster at this time. His face was full of muscles that were constantly curled up due to pain. Looking at it, there was no intact skin at all.

His skinning injury is irreversible. Even if he returns to peak health, his skin will not grow back.

As a demigod, the Wither King controlled his attacks to the extreme. Even though Wu Nian was in so much pain, his blood volume did not drop much and he was always in a certain balance.

The Wither King's intention is also very obvious, that is, to play with death without any thought and make it go crazy in extreme pain!

The skeletons outside the main hall listened to the harsh and painful sound, and suddenly a feeling of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox surged in their hearts.

They don't sympathize with Wu Nian because they are withered skeletons, the other party's own enemies.

The Wither King has no problem killing his opponent.

But they didn’t jump for joy either!

Without flesh and blood, they naturally cannot feel the pain.

But the senses of the spirit are connected.

Seeing Wu Nian being tortured like this, the bloodthirsty nature in their hearts unexpectedly calmed down, and some were left with only the fear of pain!

"Let's go! There's nothing to see." A withered skeleton took the hand of another skeleton and prepared to leave this place.

The other skeleton didn't resist and nodded without saying a word.

Gradually, most of the dense withered skeletons around him disappeared.

Wither Xiaoke was already stunned on the spot, and the black power of wither flowed out of her eyes, which were her tears.

"No! I have to find a way to save Wu Nian!"

Just as she was thinking about it, she was about to rush into the hall to plead for Wu Nian, but the remaining reason in her heart stopped her.

She was just a withering little soldier, how could the arrogant king give her face?

After entering, Wu Nian will only be tortured even worse by the Withering King, and he won't even have the right to die.

Just when she was feeling discouraged, an old and gentle voice sounded in her ears.

"You want to save him! I have a way!"