The puppets turned to ashes under the intense heat of the flames, never to be restored again.
“How did you know the weakness of my puppets?” Alef couldn't believe his eyes as he stared at Jared.
He had put a lot of effort into cultivating these puppets, and now they were all destroyed.
“What's so hard about that? I even know how you made these puppets now,” Jared replied with a cold smile. “So, it's hardly surprising that I know their weakness.”
"You're talking nonsense! Puppet Mastery Spell is passed down from generation to generation in my sect, so how could you possibly know anything about it? You've probably just stumbled upon the truth by accident! But you destroyed my puppets, so I won't let you go! Just wait and see!”
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