Chapter 123: Bold to the Point of Madness

“Lord Hu Feng, do you remember what I said when we first met?”

Elder Pamela looked up and gave a bitter smile, a touch of sorrow on her face. “More than thirteen hundred years ago, I was ordered to Graham City to build a Monastery, where I became the Elder of the Nuns. At that time, the power of the Divine Court in the Wasteland was far from as strong as it is now. During the construction of the Monastery, we encountered many unforeseen difficulties and barely managed to finish it with the great help of Quentin, the City Lord. Back then, every one of us was extremely grateful to this guy who was pretending to be a believer. We never expected that behind Quentin’s back, he was actually evil and despicable, and that he had set his eyes on the beauty of the Nuns. He quietly poisoned me at a banquet and refined me into a Puppet.”

Thinking of the humiliation and pain she had endured over the years, Pamela’s eyes turned red, and she slowly recounted the past she no longer wished to face.

Under the control of Quentin, a Grand Puppeteer, she had walked on thin ice for more than a thousand years. She could not leave Graham City, nor could she secretly seek help from the Divine Court or other Monasteries. Whenever she had a thought of rebellion, Quentin would know it immediately, making even suicide difficult. Out of helplessness, she had to hide her conscious awareness in her heart and pretend to be a Puppet that was at the mercy of others.

For these years, she had watched with eager anticipation, hoping that a passing Faith-guarding Knight or a Divine Official would rescue her from her dire situation. But alas, more than a thousand years had passed. Many Divine Officials and Faith-guarding Knights had passed by, but none had noticed her abnormality, let alone had the ability to save her, until she met Hu Feng.

“I see!”

After understanding the course of events, Hu Feng let out a light sigh. Originally, he had thought that Elder Pamela and City Lord Quentin were colluding, setting traps in the Monastery to wait for them to walk into them. He never expected that Elder Pamela’s words “waiting for a long time” that day had such a reason.

To be forced to live like a Puppet, enduring humiliation and pain, while one’s consciousness remained clear. How strong a will and how much perseverance was required?

Looking at Elder Pamela with her eyes red, Hu Feng couldn’t help but look at her with new respect. He finally understood why she had been so crazy just now. Huge humiliation and pain had been suppressed for more than a thousand years. If she did not go crazy after suddenly exploding them out all at once, that would be abnormal!

“Elder Pamela, let the past be the past, it’s better to forget it.” After cultivating the Great Mystery Technique, Hu Feng had become increasingly skilled at reading people. Looking at Elder Pamela’s bitter smile, he believed she was not lying. However, there were still a few questions in his heart. “But, I can’t figure it out. Elder Pamela, how did you secretly maintain your clear consciousness, and how did you know that I could help you?”

“The Bible, everything is because of this Twelve Bibles!”

Elder Pamela took out a Bible from her bosom, her slender fingers gently stroking the scriptures on the cover. “At the beginning, I was indeed refined into a Puppet without consciousness by Quentin. During those days, I had completely forgotten how I lived. Then one day, when I woke up in the morning, I suddenly found this ordinary-looking Bible beside me. Instinctively, I opened it and read, praying slowly according to the scriptures inside, and my consciousness gradually cleared up. Lord Hu Feng, I knew you could save me. The feeling that this was an opportunity I had waited for more than a thousand years also came because of this Bible. At our first meeting, I sensed a trace of aura on you that was exactly the same as this Bible.”

The Second Bible?

Hu Feng suddenly understood. He took out the Twelve Bibles from his bosom and compared them. The scriptures and annotations inside were different, but the cover and handwriting were exactly the same. “Elder Pamela, did you meet a Missionary named O’Brien? Did he leave this book for you?”

Looking at the Second Bible, a movement stirred in Hu Feng’s heart, and he remembered the mysterious Grand Missionary.

“I don’t know. I have no impression of what happened before I regained my consciousness. Lord Hu Feng, if you like it, you can take this Bible as a reward from Pamela. After killing that guy Quentin, I will never need this Bible again.” As she spoke, Pamela coldly raised her sharp triangular dagger, ready to pierce Quentin’s head and completely eliminate these dying evil guys.

“Slow down. This guy is still useful. Elder Pamela, it’s too easy for him to just die like this!”

Hu Feng reached out to stop Pamela. A massive Phantom of the Grand Puppet Demon God appeared behind him, devouring Quentin’s Origin Power.

In an instant, the Grand Puppet Demon God who was cultivating within the Prime Realm trembled violently. His body swelled in the wind, expanding from one hundred meters to a full one thousand meters. His power increased by almost ten times, making him the most powerful among the many Demon God Phantoms. Layers of profound Ancient Demon God Intent penetrated the Prime Realm from the endless Void. In Hu Feng’s heart, a series of unfamiliar memory fragments and insights emerged. With a “swish” sound, the Soul Refining Flask in his hand stopped beating and transformed into a wisp of black light, merging into his body.

With a thought, a massive Puppet Demon God Phantom appeared behind him, emitting eight faint black lights, bringing the eight motionless Titan Puppets under his control.

“Intent Projection, Puppet Avatar…”

Hu Feng whispered softly. The Magic Power and Soul Power in his body surged step by step. With a “pop” sound, he broke through the bottleneck consecutively, entering the Fifth Stage of the Great Magician realm, advancing three levels at once.

Compared to the mysterious Death Oak, the Soul Refining Flask was no less outstanding. It not only contained a large amount of Ancient Demon God Intent but also radiated surging Magic Power and Soul Power. Successfully refining a treasure like this yielded energy far greater than killing a team of Fourteenth Step creatures!

“Lord, you…”

Seeing the Puppet Demon God Phantom appearing behind Hu Feng, Pamela was greatly shocked. Instinctively, she stepped back a few steps, frightened and uneasy. If she hadn’t seen that Hu Feng’s eyes were clear, she might have suspected that he had been possessed by Quentin, this terrifying Grand Puppeteer.

“Elder Pamela, don’t be nervous. Actually, I am also a Puppeteer.” Hu Feng smiled, made a grasping motion with his right hand in the air, and grabbed Quentin, who was lying on the ground and dying, snatching his memories and leaving a deep Soul Imprint in his mind. “Knives can kill people, but they can also save people! Elder Pamela, now, I will refine this guy Quentin into a Puppet as well, keeping a fraction of his consciousness clear, so he can taste what it’s like to be a living Puppet!”

Having obtained the Soul Refining Flask and Quentin’s Origin Power, Hu Feng’s Grand Puppet Technique advanced by leaps and bounds. He pinched a few profound hand seals and refined the dying Quentin into a Puppet. Unlike ordinary, true Puppets, this one retained a trace of clear consciousness, but his thinking was not constrained by himself, and his body could not be controlled by himself. He was at their mercy. As soon as he had refined him into a Puppet, a sound of footsteps came from outside, accompanied by a familiar aura.

“Redelson?”

Hu Feng quickly identified the newcomer and remembered Redelson’s powerful strength. His heart beat faster involuntarily. He collected the eight Nuns, whose hands were tied behind their backs and who had no time to avoid it, into his inner Prime Realm. “He is an expert from the Morgan Family. Quick, Pamela, you must leave!”

While speaking, Hu Feng took out the Soul Refining Flask and placed it in the darkness, emitting wisps of faint black fog to set up a perilous trap. Then, he took out the Dark Magic Pen and wrote a huge character “Wind” in the air. A gust of yin wind blew, and all traces of blood and fighting on the ground disappeared. He took out a new set of armor for Quentin to wear, instructed him to sit on the throne in the main hall, and had eight massive Titan Puppits standing around him, making it look as if they were concentrating on Cultivation.

“Lord, be careful yourself!”

Pamela hesitated for a moment, turned around, and left quickly.

A Demi-god Stronger!

She knew better than anyone how terrifying Redelson’s combat power was. When she first went to the City Lord’s Mansion to discuss an alliance with Quentin, to show his strength, he had killed two Sword Saint-level guards beside Quentin with a single sword strike. Although Hu Feng’s strength was great, in her eyes, he could at most only have the strength of a low-level Sword Saint. To be an enemy of a Demi-god Stronger was like casting an egg against a rock.

Mad!

Either he was bold to the point of madness, unaware of the height of the sky and the depth of the earth, or he was crazy, risking his own life as a bet!

For Hu Feng, this Divine Official who had saved her from her dire situation, Pamela was extremely grateful. Unfortunately, in the haste, she didn’t have time to stop his madness. Reluctantly staying would not only be useless given her strength but would also hinder his actions. Out of helplessness, she could only silently pray for him.

“Lord Quentin, Lord Quentin…”

After calling a few times, Redelson entered in large strides, surrounded by his attendants. Seeing Quentin with his eyes closed, seemingly in the critical stage of Cultivation, he frowned.

Under the crazy attack of the Flying Dragon army, the defenders of Graham City had long been completely defeated. Thick smoke billowed in the city, and civilians fleeing in all directions and defeated soldiers with nowhere to hide were everywhere. The elites of the Graham Family had all gone out, but even if they joined together, they couldn’t kill an old man who rushed out of the prison. Graham City was finished and would soon fall completely. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Quentin was actually still in secluded cultivation.

“Lord Redelson, you…, you’ve finally come!”

Hu Feng concealed his aura and stayed motionless in the darkness. Under his control, Quentin pretended to open his eyes. “No matter how many Flying Dragons there are, it’s not a problem. As long as our army recovers, we can kill them all. Only Maurice, who rushed out of the prison, needs your help to capture him.”

Having inhaled the black fog emitted by the Soul Refining Flask, he had unknowingly become a Puppet at their mercy. After obtaining this treasure, Hu Feng temporarily changed his mind.

Offense is the best defense. Since Redelson was everywhere looking for his trace, vying to the death with him, the best method was to strike first and kill him. Holy Angel Taliana’s injuries had not yet recovered. Under normal circumstances, with his current strength, even if he summoned Tree Demons, Djinn Cindy, and others, he still wouldn’t be Redelson’s match. Right now, this was a rare opportunity.

Using the Puppet Quentin to delay time, as long as he inhaled enough black fog, he would be able to use the Grand Puppet Technique to catch Redelson and his party in one net! A Demi-god Stronger. If he could refine Redelson, this top-notch expert, into a War Puppet, he would be able to walk freely in the Wasteland at that time!