The moment Alex was ready to resist the attacks with the Mystic Armor, the ornament-like old man
sitting on the stone stool before abruptly bounced and waved his hand to throw a palm shadow.
It was the power of laws! Then, he grabbed Alex and entered the teleportation portal like lightning.
âUhâ¦â
âGo after them!â
This was the voice that he heard behind him the moment he entered the teleportation portal.
***
His body seemed to have experienced muddiness and darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he
was already in an expanse of desert.
âWhat is this place? Old manâ¦â
First, Alex looked around. At a glance, it was all boundless desert. Then, he turned around and looked
at the old man, only to notice that the old man was lying on the ground and could not get up.
âHey, old man. Whatâs wrong with you?â
âMortal, head⦠EasL.. Walk!â
It was the same as watching a dying battery. As soon as the old man finished his sentence, he was
completely âout of powerâ.
It turned out that the wave of operations earlier was his final energy. Now that the energy had been
exhausted, he just stopped functioning.
However, Alex couldnât tell the directions at all in this boundless desert. In the end, he discovered,
fortunately, the old man was pointing in a certain direction when he said the last words about heading
to the east. Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult.
âMask, this old man and the puppet people next to Phaselessâ¦â
âAll of them are dummies. Could they be the Puppet Immortals of the Brahman Sect that the old woman
mentioned?â
He looked behind him again worriedly.
The strange thing was that till now, Phaseless and the others had yet to barge in. He even wanted to
go all out as there must be something good on Donovan.
He first placed the old manâs puppet body into the storage ring.
Then, he set up a spell formation on the spot, trying to wait for the arrival of Phaseless and the others.
As a result, he waited for a long time, yet not a single soul came.
âIt shouldnât be! They should have come in after this long, right?â
âCould it beâ¦â
Alex thought of a possibility.
The destination of the teleportation portal was random. Or, it was controllable. The old man had
brought him here, but the teleported destination for Phaseless and the others were somewhere else.
âForget it! Then Iâll just head east to take a look!â
Alex picked up the pieces and strode forward. Soon, he encountered an obstacle.
It was a puppet! Or rather, it was a puppet man. Three of them popped up at once.
They looked exactly the same as those piled in the mass grave, except that these puppet menâs eyes
were bloodshot and rushed forward to kill him without saying anything.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Alex killed three puppets consecutively with a slash.
He rubbed his nose. âSo weak!â
He cut open their brains with a sword, but there was no Law Stone at all. Hence, not every puppet had
the Law Stone, and the ones with the Law Stones were the golden geese.
An hour later, he finally encountered it.
However, d*mn it. A large group of them with a total of thirty or so came at once. They were the real
Puppet Immortals.
Half a minute later, Alex was beaten till he had a nosebleed and almost had his bowels stomped out.
âLetâs escape!â
Just then, a voice said, âMy Lordâ¦â