Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

The refined mechanical arm paused briefly, making a clicking sound.

Kyokotsu's voice turned low.

"This is fear."

"It is a special ability given to us by the Lord."

Once this ability is activated, anyone who sees this bone armor will feel fear.

Those with weak willpower may even lose their fighting ability on the spot.

Cui Ming's eyes lit up.

The effect is surprisingly good.

only...

Since this ability is Cui Mingdan's Devouring Power, the variant of that charm ability has lost its effect on him, the original host.

However, it's quite good! This is more like a proper monster!

"Very good! Keep practicing and get familiar with this bone armor as soon as possible."

Mad Bones responded, controlled the bone armor warrior to stand up, and walked deeper into the cave to continue practicing.

Cui Ming turned around and looked at the Thunder Beast.

Thunder Beast was sitting in the corner, watching Mad Bone practice.

His eyes were complex, containing envy, longing, and a hint of fear.

Cui Ming walked up to him and looked him up and down.

This white-haired old man has lived for over four hundred years, possesses the power of lightning, and is a veteran member of the Curse Binding Society.

But if placed in the Eastern Kingdom, it would be somewhat unappealing.

Moreover, he was afraid of death for hundreds of years, and all his ambition and ability were wasted.

but...

Cui Ming touched his chin, his eyes lighting up.

It's not that there's no use for it.

The Thunder Beast felt uneasy under his gaze and couldn't help but shrink back.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Cui Ming did not answer, but simply circled around him, his gaze sweeping over him.

When Lei Shou was young, he must have been a handsome man.

Although I'm old now and my hair is all white, my facial features are still there.

Although her face was covered in wrinkles, her bone structure was excellent, and with a little makeup, she could regain some of her former charm.

The power of lightning is naturally the most eye-catching.

If you can package him well, he'll be a living advertisement.

Cui Ming had already made up his mind.

"Thunder Beast, you've lived for four hundred years, have you ever thought about why your power is getting weaker and weaker?"

Thunder Beast was taken aback, then gave a wry smile.

"fear death."

The Thunder Beast was well aware of its shortcomings, but the longer it lived, the more afraid it became of death.

The more afraid you are of death, the less you dare to fight, grab, or give it your all...

Cui Ming shook his head.

"No. It's because you haven't found the correct usage."

He walked up to the Thunder Beast, stretched out his hand, and a ball of dark blue light shone from his palm.

"The power of lightning is the most violent and awe-inspiring force in the world."

It's not just used for killing; it can also be used to...intimidate people!

The light in Cui Ming's palm shifted, simulating a bolt of lightning.

The lightning swirled in his palm, growing larger and brighter.

"Sometimes... holding back is more awe-inspiring."

The Thunder Beast's eyes gradually brightened as it watched the lightning bolt.

Cui Ming dimmed his gaze and continued speaking.

"You don't need to actually kill anyone. You just need to stand there and let the lightning flash around you."

Those people will become afraid and run away on their own.

This is also a kind of fear; it's not about killing the enemy with force, but about overwhelming them with sheer force.

"Thunder Beast," he murmured.

"Overwhelm the enemy with sheer force..."

Cui Ming nodded.

"Yes. You are lightning, you are a being feared by all demons and monsters."

You don't need to expend too much Qi, you don't need to fight desperately, you can just stand there and release lightning.

Naturally, some people will treat you like a god.

The Thunder Beast remained silent for a long time.

He raised his head, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and a surge of ambition instantly welled up within him.

"Can I really do it?"

A smile curved at the corners of Cui Ming's mouth.

"Of course~ but I'll need your cooperation."

Thunder Beast took a deep breath.

"I'll cooperate."

Cui Ming turned around and waved to Bai Lian.

"Get ready, we're going to perform a minor operation on the Thunder Beast."

Bai Lian approached.

"My lord, to what extent?"

Cui Ming thought for a moment.

"Give him a handsome face, a dashing physique, and a perfect smile."

He paused, then turned and glanced at the Thunder Beast's hair.

"Hmm~ Your hair needs to be dyed too. All white is too plain, how about some blue highlights?"

Thunder Beast touched its white hair: "Blue?"

Cui Ming nodded.

"Yes. Blue hair, blue lightning. From now on, you'll be 'Thor'."

Thunder Beast opened its mouth as if to say something, but ultimately nodded.

Bai Lian began preparing for the surgery.

The Thunder Beast lay on the stone platform, looking at the crystal on the cave ceiling, feeling a strange mix of emotions.

For four hundred years, after he learned the truth about the Cursed Guild, he had been running away.

But now, someone is telling him that he doesn't need to hide, doesn't need to be afraid.

He only needs to stand there and unleash lightning to surround himself, and others will fear him.

This feeling is strange.

He closed his eyes, letting the refined mechanical arm roam over his body.

The surgery was very simple.

Bai Lian fiddled with the Thunder Beast's face, making him look even younger and more handsome, and then carved an energy storage rune on his chest.

These runes don't need to be as intricate as those on the Mad Bone; they just need to ensure the Thunder Beast's power supply and make it look imposing.

The surgery ended half an hour later.

Thunder Beast sat up and stretched his arms.

He could feel that the lightning power within his body was much more active than before, and could be released from his palm with just a thought.

Bai Lian brought over a few more pieces of clothing.

It was woven with special silk thread, mixed with Cui Ming's Dan Shi power.

The clothes were dark blue, embroidered with golden lightning bolt patterns, and looked very luxurious.

"Try it on."

Bai Lian used the mechanical arm to manipulate the hidden threads and hang the clothes up.

Thunder Beast took the clothes and put them on.

The clothes fit perfectly, and the silk threads felt slightly cool against my skin.

He could feel the power of the pills resonating with his lightning.

Cui Ming walked over and looked him up and down.

"Not bad. It's just that the hair is still a bit lacking."

He reached out and placed his hand on the top of the Thunder Beast's head.

A deep blue light seeped into the roots of the hair, turning each strand of white hair a dark blue.