The Real Plan

As the Feather Wind castle evolved, the soul attack was strengthened too. Back in the battle at the Demon-slaying City, the Asmodian Lord already had a hard time enduring the Feather Wind attack. With the soul attack growing more threatening, the Asmodian Lord had a harder time to withstand it.

"Very well, Lu Li, you have really irritated me!"

The Asmodian Lord roared. The wood carving was glowing. The blood-red shield suddenly shone out with great brilliance. The Asmodian Lord was temporarily safe from the soul attack in the Feather Wind. He screamed, "Lu Li, you shall see the true power of the Originator Artifact!"

The Asmodian Lord threw the wood carving forward, it enlarged in the air and grew into a statue. The statue was radiating a red light. Soon, it began to move about like a devilish killer.

"Is that a Walking Puppet?"