Whether it was a golem or a puppet, they were all true 'art'.
In front of him was a deep cellar. The dim candlelight illuminated the space wrapped in rocks. Coffins made of man-made crystals were placed neatly.
Inside the crystal coffin were puppets in the form of young girls. They were all about fifteen or sixteen years old, and each of them had peerless looks. Although they were not so beautiful that they could topple a country, they were definitely not the beauty that mortals could display.
This was because they were not humans, but out-and-out 'arts', treasures carefully polished by skilled craftsmen.
It was precisely because of this that they were absolutely 'perfect'. Not only did they have an intoxicating appearance that did not age, but even the most basic bones and muscles were perfect. They could unleash the maximum strength of a human to deal with any level of war.
They were the most loyal servants and the most powerful killing weapons. Their spirit cores, which were the carriers of their thoughts, were filled with countless knowledge about combat. Even mercenaries who had been on the battlefield for a long time were far inferior to them.
Their powerful bodies also allowed them to easily crush the soldiers in the army. Whether it was fighting, capturing, sniping, or assassination, they could achieve peerless levels.
……
At this moment, in the basement of the magic workshop, Rhode was carefully sculpting a rib bone. It was his own rib bone that had just been taken out from his body and carried a faint smell of blood.
This time, he wanted to create a real war machine, not a servant who was used to clean the house. With the agile rhythm of his fingers, the fascia on the ribs was gently peeled off, and countless marks decorated the few magic circuits on the ribs.
Very few Golem Technicians used their own body parts to make Golems. It was not because of pain or anything like that, but because they were afraid of " reluctance."
Golems were consumables. This was a warning that every Golem Mechanic had to mention when they received the inheritance. Once they fell in love with the puppet they created, it meant that the Golem Mechanic's level would be difficult to improve.
Only by destroying the old products could one's own technology be improved. Every Golem Mechanic carried out this idea and would never use their own body parts to build a Golem.
But Rhode was different.
He was an arcanist first, and then a Golem Mechanic. As long as he had enough value, he could even take out a heart for profit, let alone a rib bone.
In just a few minutes, Rhode's forehead was covered in sweat. The rib bone was as smooth as white jade under the magical effect, and it shone with countless red lights.
It was an incantation. Countless magic circles were connected to the incantation, activating the few magic circuits in the rib, turning the rib into an extremely precious magic core.
Rhode heaved a sigh of relief and walked to a crystal coffin. There was a doll in the form of a young girl lying there.
She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with strands of exquisite white hair covering her forehead. Her innocent appearance made people feel good about her, but her green eyes were open in a daze. There was no emotion in them, just like a pure and cold jade that had just been carved out of glass.
The girl's skirt was connected to two black scythes with a unique mechanical structure. The two scythes were also faintly discernible with complicated runes, and they were sharp with a magnificent and mysterious feeling.
Then, Rhode placed the rib on the puppet's chest. The jade-white rib sank into the young lady's body, driving the puppet's stiff body and awakening the sealed spirit core.
Sealed in the spirit core was the spirit body of a young lady who died in a car accident. It was precisely because of the car accident that her concept of 'time' became clearer, which was also why Rhode chose her.
The spell sealed in his ribs was the 'Ninth Circle Transformation, Time Stop' spell. Rhode had spent more than ten years to accumulate the nine 'strings' for this spell. As for the supplementary magic materials and enchantment materials, he didn't know how many of them he had. If it wasn't for the 'emergency' that the foolish Kensi had provided, Rhode would probably have thought of a way to tear down a bank's vault.
He was such a reckless person. He had been so unscrupulous from the beginning to the end.
[Self-disciplined Doll-9th Circle Spell Carrier No. 1. Logged into Creator Mode and began to set up the basic settings.]
A rigid voice sounded in front of Rhode. The young lady slowly sat up with a dull expression.
"The settings are really complicated." Rhode shrugged and said solemnly. " Begin setting. Record that I am the holder of the highest authority. Your name is Liu Zhu. Reassemble your feelings according to the 'template' I carved in your spirit core.”
It was…
Her words were still indifferent, but there was a hint of beauty in them. She slowly closed her beautiful green eyes and lay back in the cold crystal coffin as if she was in a deep sleep.
A few seconds later, the girl slowly sat up. This time, she did not stand up stiffly. Instead, she supported herself with her slender and white arms and gradually climbed out of the crystal coffin.
" Hmm…" The puppet girl named Liu Zhu yawned casually and looked at her master quietly.
"What are you thinking about?"
Liu Zhu's light voice echoed in the dark cellar, as if it had completely wiped away all the haze.
"Oh, it seems like you're thinking about something very bad? It's really sad to have a user like you.”
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