My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1097 - 524: Emperor’s Grand Bath_4

Chapter 1097: Chapter 524: Emperor’s Grand Bath_4

Owen Bertram could feel his cultivation was still present within him, but he was unable to wield it. However, the enhancements that his cultivation provided to his physical strength, spiritual perception, and other qualities were not weakened.

Owen Bertram pondered solemnly, "Does this put us on an equal footing with the children in this town?"

The three of them were filled with uncertainty after entering the town and didn’t dare move around carelessly. Echoing from various corners of the town, they heard bursts of gleeful but mechanical laughter from children.

"Tee hee hee..."

"Ha ha ha..."

One by one, "children" appeared out of thin air, arms waving, bouncing, and running over. Like the old man they previously encountered, all of them were mechanical puppets, their faces were pinned with a rigidity of unchanging smiles. Their eyes could move around, with two fissures on their chin. Their various joints could pivot in any direction at will.

This scene was indescribably strange and eerie, the instinctual fear of the two women causing every single hair on them to stand on end.

A "little girl" ran up to them, reaching out to take Nick Liam’s hand, her voice equally mechanical, "Sis, come play with us."

Nick Liam jerked her hand back abruptly and stepped backward. However, the little girl ignored Nick Liam’s reaction, acting as if she already agreed. Her lower body remained stationary as her upper body rotated 180 degrees from the waist to call out to her "playmates", "Come and play with us."

Then, five more children bounded and ran over, the rhythm of each puppet child’s movements exactly in sync with the others.

"Let’s play sandbag toss," the little girl suggested. Then, the six puppets began to cheer in unison, "Sandbag toss, sandbag toss," forming two teams with three members each, and stood around two zhang (approximately 6.56 meters) apart, positioning Owen Bertram and his companions in the middle.

The little girl dropped her jaw, her stiff smile unchanging, "Sis, watch out, you don’t want to be hit by our sandbags," she warned.

She raised her arm, her mechanical fingers were surprisingly flexible. She opened her hand and blew a breath into her palm. A gathering radiance slowly formed in her palm, amidst it, streaks of thunderbolt twisted and spun around, the core bearing a profound purple-red hue.

The little girl gently rolled the radiance in her hand and transformed it into a sandbag, cradling it in her hand, "Hee hee hee, are you all ready now?"

This scene left the three Sixth Great Realm observers utterly gobsmacked. You call this terrifying object a sandbag? That’s obviously a Purple Thunder Core! It is one of the terrifying heavenly divine thunders. Even if their cultivation level wasn’t sealed, and they could only resist with their physical bodies, they wouldn’t be able to withstand the explosion of such an object!

What kind of damn "fair game" that "nullifies any difference in cultivation level" is this? Are you kidding me?

And what happened next was even more outrageous. The little girl’s playmates yelled in unison, "We’re coming too!" and started to raise their left hands one by one. They each conjured up a sandbag with powers of fire, wind, tension, poison, and ice, respectively. The power of each was no less formidable than the Purple Thunder Core!

"Let’s all play!" they cheerfully shrieked, their faces still holding the fixed and rigid smiles. But at that moment, they seemed genuinely happy!

What the hell are we playing! Owen Bertram cursed inwardly, but the little girl didn’t leave them any time to protest. She spoke to the side, "Start the countdown. Only when the time is up is it permissible to switch teams."

On the side, a set of Copper Kettle Drip that had initially been broken, under a radiance of light, started to recompose itself. Owen’s scalp tingled at this – he needed to endure an entire Shichen in order to switch teams and get to toss the sandbags?

From both sides, the teams of mechanical puppets took their turns, and the six terrifying sandbags whizzed through the air in unison.

The three of them saw six lightning bolts. It was too fast.

Fortunately, all three of them were of the Sixth Great Realm. Although their cultivation was sealed, their physical abilities remained unchanged. They flashed away with all their might, and the six sandbags whizzed past them and landed in the hands of the puppets opposite them.

"A miss." The little girl’s rigid smiling face had transformed into a rigid disappointed face. She evaluated the situation, "We were too slow. Let’s speed it up by five times."

With her arm raised to her shoulder and elbow as the center, her entire forearm began to rotate, getting faster and faster until it all became a blur! The other five puppets followed her lead, their arms spinning faster and faster in unison.