Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

In the center of the crimson forest, two figures fought together, and a powerful shock wave separated the two.

Finally, like two magnets, they collided again.

This is a battle between the barbarian generals and the wither king who are full of various buffs.

At this time, cold sweat broke out on the Wither King's forehead. The pig in front of him was really too difficult to deal with.

The other party's realm is infinitely close to the demigod realm. If it hadn't been for a sudden enlightenment, he might already be in the demigod realm now.

Realm is not a headache for him, because even if the opponent temporarily breaks through to a demigod, he will probably still be killed by him.

What made him uncomfortable was the full set of enchanted equipment on his body and the strange food he ate.

If you slap the opponent once, the opponent will slap you three times in return.

He could clearly defeat the opponent in three moves, but the opponent just relied on the high blood return of the golden watermelon and the resistance of the golden potato to fight him for more than a hundred rounds, and the more he fought, the braver he became!

He also has a way to restrain the opponent's fully enchanted equipment, but the cost is too high and requires the loss of an arm.

If the other party was the Pig Spirit King in the demigod realm, then he would be willing to do so.

But now he was fighting against a level 48 ordinary piglin. It would be too shameless and unnecessary to cut off his own arm.

"Ahem! Why is this old man so strong? I think it was quite easy for the king to fight with him before!"

The barbarian general looked at the golden watermelons in his backpack, and his heart also beat a drum.

The Wither King was just surprised. He was really flustered, because he must be the last person to die!

At the same time, a hundred miles away from where they were fighting, on a cliff, the pig spirit Xiaoyan looked at the barbarian generals who were gradually being suppressed, and his heart was already filled with despair.

"My father is gone, and so is the pig spirit clan. As a member of the royal family, I can only watch the generals under me die in battle. Why! Why!"

"God, why do you want to destroy our pig spirit clan? We have done something wrong, and you want to do this to us!"

The pig spirit Xiaoyan collapsed on the ground and beat the ground hard with his fists, as if venting his dissatisfaction and the injustice of God!

Suddenly, her expression changed, and there was prayer in her eyes.

"God, help me, help the piglins, I am willing to give everything including my soul to help the piglins get through this difficult time!"

After saying that, she kowtowed devoutly to the void and non-existent God.

At this moment, she seemed to be the most sincere believer in the world.

Perhaps it was her piety that moved God.

Boom!

A gate to hell suddenly stood up, and a pig wearing a crown jumped out of it.

"Hululu, snore! My dear little princess, why are you so sad!" The domestic pig said with gentle eyes and comforted her.

Pig Spirit Xiaoyan was shocked, a little unbelievable that his wish was actually fulfilled.

Turning around, she saw that this domestic pig from the upper world was wearing a crown and was looking upright. He was looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Father?"

The pig spirit Xiaoyan almost blurted out, slowly stood up from his knees, and stared blankly at the crown on the opponent's head.

The crown on the opponent's head was exactly the same as the one worn by the Pig Spirit King.

Even the aura emanating from it is the same.

As the daughter of the Pig Spirit King, she could never admit her mistake!

"No! You are not the father."

The pig spirit Xiaoyan suddenly came back to his senses, took a step back, and his eyes became alert.

The crown is right, but the pig is wrong, and it doesn’t smell at all? !

The domestic pig raised its eyebrows and raised one of its forelimbs in a shrugging motion.

"I didn't say I was your father. See clearly, I am your ancestor, the ancestor of the pig spirits - the Blood God!"

The domestic pig didn't hide anything. As soon as he finished speaking, the whole pig's body lit up and turned into a human form in the blink of an eye.

The blood god in human form looked like a handsome young man, with clear and bright eyes, and a pink pig nose that added a touch of cuteness to his face.

The most eye-catching thing is the sparkling crown on his head, which is inlaid with three red, blue and green gems.

This scene directly made the pig spirit Xiaoyan freeze in place, because the other boy's appearance was so beautiful, and he didn't look slovenly at all.

"What? Why don't you pay homage when you see the Blood Ancestor?" the Blood God teased with a smile.

Pig Spirit Xiaoyan came back to his senses and hurriedly bent down to pay homage, "Daughter of the Pig Spirit King, pay homage to the Blood Ancestor!"

She didn't have any doubt about the other party's identity. She remembered that the Piglin King told them about it when she was very young.

A long time ago, a god appeared in the pig spirit clan, called the Blood God. At the same time, he was also the ancestor of all pig spirits. He used his great magic power to protect this pig spirit clan from everlasting decline and immortality!

Whenever the piglin family is in danger, the other party will definitely come to the rescue.

Few people in the whole clan knew about this, but they did not include the pig spirit Xiao Yan.

At that time, the Piglin King might have just made up a bedtime story casually. After all, he had never seen the Blood God.

But now it seems that it should be fulfilled!

"Please ask the Blood Ancestor to help the piglins! The piglins can't hold on any longer."

The pig spirit Xiaoyan seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, tears bursting from his eyes, and he kowtowed to the blood god.

The Blood God calmly helped Xiaoyan, the pig spirit, up, still smiling, "Get up, I'm just kidding you, why did you really get knocked up? We, the pig spirit family, can't be so dogmatic!"

"Blood Ancestor, please! Save the piglin!"

Xiaoyan, the pig spirit, saw that the pig spirit clan had hope of being saved, so he would rather die than get the blood clan to personally agree to save the pig spirit clan.

The Blood God is a little helpless. This girl is too persistent and doesn't understand the world at all. You should tell me what you can give. How can you ask for help like this!

Since the pig spirit Xiaoyan was kneeling on the ground and couldn't afford it, he simply sat cross-legged beside him, the old god said calmly.

"Don't worry, the people of great luck are with you piglins. The piglins will not die, and they will even become the largest force in the lower world in the future!"

"A man of great luck? Who...?"

After receiving the promise from the Blood Ancestor, Pig Spirit Xiaoyan's mood became slightly more stable.

The Blood God seemed inconvenient to point out, so he had no choice but to keep smiling.

"Anyway, that's right, it's not you. Well... In fact, your luck is not bad! It's just that that one is so dazzling! Your luck is just a drop in the bucket in front of the other person!"

As soon as these words came out, a person suddenly flashed in Pigling Xiaoyan's mind - Ji Xin.

"You are talking about Lord Ji, right?"

"Hey! I didn't say it. She guessed it herself! I don't have many piggy possessions left. Don't kill me again!"

The Blood God seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be afraid that something would chop him up.

When he finally saw that nothing had changed around him, he breathed a long sigh of relief.