My Divine Beasts Are Really Not Evil Gods-Chapter 31: Spirit Puppet Thread

【Spirit Puppet Thread (Entry-level 10%): Special-type high-tier skill. Can release Spirit Puppet Threads invisible to the naked eye.
By piercing into a living creature's body, it releases Puppet Curse Silk, infuses different curses, or turns the target into a puppet to control.
The stronger the target's strength, the more Spirit Puppet Threads are required.
Can also craft special Spirit Figurines for manipulation. Spending a large amount of Spirit Puppet Threads can create a Mist Raven Puppet to share vision.
The effective range of the spirit threads is eighty meters, increasing with strength and proficiency.】
This was the special-type high-tier skill that Lu Yu was willing to bankrupt himself to obtain—a skill integrating AoE control, scouting, curses, and other abilities into one.
It was already no less than a super-tier skill.
After consumption, it granted the Little Spider an ability similar to that of a Puppet Curse Frog, allowing it to manipulate Spirit Puppet Threads and turn living creatures into its puppets.
The prerequisite for a Ghostface Curse Frog to create a Cursed Puppet was to eat the target's internal organs, then use cursed blood made from fresh flesh and blood to inscribe Puppet Curse Runes inside the skin cavity, thus achieving control.
It could generally only be used on creatures weaker than itself.
However, 【Spirit Puppet Thread】 could condense intangible threads, forcibly turning the target into a string-controlled doll. Even against powerful targets, the skill could briefly control them, interfering with their actions or causing paralysis, creating perfect opportunities for kills.
It could even craft a dedicated puppet for manipulation—be it a substitute resembling the Little Spider, a Sword Demon covered in blades, or even…
a Gundam equipped with firearms!
!
The enemy Spider Girl has deployed a Gundam!
The thought of opponents being stunned silly at the sight of a Gundam made Lu Yu chuckle.
But right now, he was so poor he might soon have to sell himself.
Forget a mecha Gundam; he couldn't even afford more than a few bullets.
However, as the Little Spider's strength grew, coupled with the support of the Proficiency Template, perhaps one day he could directly spread Spirit Puppet Threads covering an entire massive city, turning millions into caged birds, manipulating them freely as puppets.
Like a God of Fate, plucking the destinies of all things.
Although reaching that point was unimaginably far away.
At least it was a good starting point.
Thinking this, Lu Yu grew curious about the skill's actual effects and said to the Little Spider:
"Condense a Mist Raven Puppet."
"Ying!"
The Little Spider nodded, stretched out its hand, and the Spirit Puppet Threads condensed and intertwined, quickly forming a Mist Raven.
Its feathers were black and glossy, and it perched on Lu Yu's shoulder.
Outwardly, it was no different from an ordinary crow.
The only distinction was its pair of deep purple pupils, aloof and solitary.
"Caw! Caw!"
The Mist Raven let out sharp cries, flapped its wings, and flew out the window.
Simultaneously, a light screen formed by a magic array appeared before Lu Yu's eyes, and his perspective rapidly ascended.
This was his first time experiencing a high-angle view.
Looking down at the ground, he saw people had become as small as ants.
At first, the strong immersion gave him a sense of acrophobia, but he quickly adapted.
Like a child with a new toy, he continuously experimented with flight. However, whenever he tried to fly higher, he could feel the pulling threads behind him.
It reminded him that this wasn't a real Mist Raven—just a manipulated puppet.
He promptly stopped, turned back, and adjusted the Mist Raven's flight angle lower to look at the ground.
Though it was only just past 9 a.m.
, there were already many people coming and going. In the residential area, elderly men in undershirts played chess; stalls with enthusiastic vendors had cat-type pet beasts helping attract business.
A nearly forty-year-old cobbler, having repaired shoes and waiting for new customers in his spare time, wiped his hands, carefully took out his child's award certificate, and rubbed it with calloused fingers, a happy smile spreading across his wrinkled face…
It was the same familiar streets, the same familiar people, but the different perspective brought a new experience. The Mist Raven stood on a tree branch, quietly admiring this scene of mundane life.
Just as it grew bored and prepared to return, it suddenly spotted three tall boys kicking and punching a frail figure in a small alley.
Lu Yu frowned, commanding the Mist Raven to approach and land on a grayish-white stone wall.
Through its purple crow eyes, it clearly perceived the frail figure.
A thin little boy, wearing old, faded clothes now covered in footprints and dust.
Though constantly being beaten, he lay on the ground, desperately protecting a three-legged yellow kitten.
A crippled Wind Spirit Cat with a racial potential of Mid-stage Elite Rank.
Its racial skill, Wind Walk, could increase its own speed—an assassin-type pet beast. But with a crippled leg, its potential was greatly reduced.
The three boys grew tired after beating him for a while. One of the two followers, the flat-top kid, spat and said fiercely:
"Hurry up and hand over that crippled cat.
It's not like we're going to kill it. Letting it be a sparring partner for our Boss's Sand Dune Snake is an honor.
It can even practice its survival skills."
The other follower, squinty-eyes, added: "Our Boss's family bought him a Sand Dune Snake juvenile with Peak Elite racial potential in advance for early training.
Though it's only Initial-stage Servant Rank strength now, by the time he Awakens his talent and contracts a pet beast as an adult, it might already rival a Gold Beast Tamer. Winning at the starting line—it's not something your fatherless ordinary family can compare to.
Take my advice—it's not even your pet beast, just a stray cat. Why protect it so fiercely?"
However, the little boy didn't respond, only shrinking tighter.
This action angered the trio even more. For kids their age, losing face was worse than anything.
Initially, they just wanted a target for sparring, but now they wanted to torture this Wind Spirit Cat to death to prove their strength.
Sometimes, the malice of children is purely terrifying!
The leading choppy-haired boy grew impatient and said coldly:
"Really a fucking retard. One last chance—hand it over, then crawl out of here, and I'll let you go."
"If I crawl… can you let it go too?" the little boy asked weakly, but his words were unusually firm, calming the constantly trembling Wind Spirit Cat.
The Mist Raven controlled by Lu Yu watched this scene, its eyes narrowing, lost in thought.
"Damn, who do you think you are, bargaining with me!"
The choppy-haired boy cursed, directly unzipped his backpack, and out crawled a half-meter-long Sandstone Snake with gray, rock-like scales.
Its gaze was cold, tongue flicking, emitting a chilling hiss.
The Sandstone Snake's appearance startled the two followers.
Squinty-eyes hurriedly advised: "Boss, don't… don't do this. Something will happen!"
"Yeah, yeah, let's just teach him a lesson and be done with it!"
The flat-top kid also wiped sweat from his forehead and spoke nervously.
They weren't stupid for being followers; they just wanted some benefits and to be brought into wealthy circles, not to end up in jail.
Kids fighting was one thing, but using a pet beast to attack someone was different.
Though their Boss's family was somewhat wealthy, they were still powerless against the Alliance.
"Piss off!"
However, the choppy-haired boy, already inflated by flattery, now felt even his followers didn't trust him.
Humiliated and enraged, he commanded:
"Sandstone Snake, use Tail Whip!"
"Hiss! Hiss!"
The Sandstone Snake didn't understand human society's complexities—it only obeyed its little master's command. Its tail whipped out like a lash.
If hit, it could leave an adult bedridden for days, let alone a frail little boy.
The little boy also lowered his head, trembling with fear, clutching the Wind Spirit Cat tightly, his eyes bleak, heart filled with resentment.
If only…
If only he had enough strength, he could protect the weak like the superheroes in the heroic tales he admired most.
Once he was knocked flying, the Wind Spirit Cat would still not escape its tortured fate.
Thinking this, the little boy grew increasingly desperate, quietly awaiting the coming pain.
But at that moment, a voice sounded in his heart:
"You, do you want to understand the meaning of life?"
No dragging things out; new plot starts immediately.
A new day, continuing to seek data, seeking monthly tickets, recommendation tickets.