One Eyed Monster

The puppet monster did not reveal his secret, he needs blood to maintain his strength. There was nothing unusual when this power came on him. The clown at the time told him that this power could free him from shame and let him fulfill his wish of revenge. His family was paralyzed by those extreme audiences and went crazy, and soon left the personnel, especially his daughter, who was only sixteen years old, but was ruined by these extreme audiences. He never imagined that this group of extreme audiences would interrupt his daughter's hands and feet. These extreme audiences used sharp objects to break his daughter's tendons and hamstrings, and then used ropes to hang his daughter up and shouted frantically. Now, look at the daughter of the puppet master, as stupid and ugly as the puppet he controls...

This humiliating past, the puppet monster is unwilling to tell anyone, this is the pain in his heart, his wife is crazy because of this, his daughter is paralyzed, and he can’t move in front of those extreme audiences, because the other party is a professional. , Even if the opponent was just a small combatant, he couldn't resist. The power gap made him feel his own insignificance. At that moment, the seeds of hatred had sprouted in his life.

His daughter and his wife left one after another, and he became a ghost supported by hatred. He looked everywhere for power to revenge, even if he traded with the devil.

The appearance of the clown gave him hope. He heard these incredible things from the wandering beggars. He was also a member of the circus, so he felt that he should belong to the legendary group.

The pleasure of revenge came quickly, and the clown quickly accepted him and gave him a strength. He didn't feel anything, and suddenly possessed unparalleled strength. This feeling cannot be described in words, the power that comes from the sky, so they call this power a god-given power.

The clown became a god-like existence in their hearts.

That power directed him to make him feel an unprecedented pleasure. He can control anyone. With his puppet, he can gradually merge the puppet with himself, turning it into an ugly appearance. .

That power controlled his consciousness, told him where to go, told him what to do, and gradually he became a puppet of this power. But he was willing to be this puppet, because only after he became this puppet can he feel the pleasure of revenge.

When he controlled those extreme audiences, there was an inexplicable sense of excitement watching these extreme audiences pull their arms under his control, and his desire for those blood also came from the massacre.

I want to eat your blood, swallow your flesh, and leave your body and soul in a state of incompleteness. I want to use your blood to pay homage to the one I love! The puppet monster finally became a real monster that night. He satisfies his desire for revenge. He has no dance in the pool of blood. The blood makes him feel a different power. After that power comes into contact with the blood, he can't stop it. It also makes myself more bloodthirsty.

After this slaughter, the puppet monster's temperament changed, and the strength of his power made him no longer bow and pretend to laugh like before. He can provoke in front of professionals, and he can fight with extreme audiences anytime and anywhere. In his eyes, no spectator is innocent. All spectators are a group of spectators, blind spectators are a group of symbols, a group of symbols that can be played by him.

He wants to turn these people into lackeys of strength, and let them know that only when they are strong, they will not be bullied.

He missed his daughter, but his daughter never came back.

He asks the clown for help. He wants to know how to bring his daughter back to life. As long as her daughter is brought back to life, he can give everything.

The clown stroked his head and told him a skill, and it was this skill that made him try some incredible things. The clown said that life and death can be surpassed, and the memories your daughter left on you can be returned. It’s better than constantly using these memories to devour other people’s skills. At that time, your daughter will be born again, and the body will always be a shell. The true eternity will always be consciousness. You must put your daughter in your own life. Withdraw your consciousness, and then continue to occupy other people's bodies, your daughter will come back.

He did it according to this method, did it madly, he extracted all his memories about his daughter, and then looked for the target according to his own wishes, he swallowed, he controlled, and gradually his own body was also Abandoned.

He began to fantasize about his daughter's appearance, and transferred everything about him to the new body. He began to fantasize that he was a daughter, so he began to madly occupy the girl's body.

He reborn his daughter in this way, so under normal circumstances, he is in the form of a girl, and he himself calls himself asleep.

This is a secret of the puppet master himself, he has been hiding in the bottom of his heart so that no one can see it.

The puppet monster thought of his daughter again at this moment, but he couldn't switch back to the state of that girl now. His battle failed, and the puppets were all out of control. Without the puppets, he couldn't summon the puppets again...

The few people in front of him actually defeated him. Nothing like this has happened since he joined the circus.

This frustrated him.

What made him even more incomprehensible was that this blacksmith ~www.ltnovel.com~ This blacksmith seemed to have a pair of sharp eyes, and he could see through him at a glance.

He still doesn't quite understand why this blacksmith can easily see that he is a puppet master, and why can he know that his attack method can only rely on this puppet?

He could not understand, maybe it was for this reason that the clown hair would let him capture the spiritual core of this blacksmith!

Now the mission has failed.

Everything is for nothing.

He felt the existence of the craftsmanship when the blacksmith was building weapons. The appearance of the craftsmanship at that time really made him very excited. The power in him seemed to find a home, a crazy surge, as long as it could be swallowed. This craftsman's spiritual core can improve his own strength in general.

But now he can't taste this taste anymore. He has failed. Now even if there is a little energy, but can't show it, everything is useless.

He looked at Master Fu Rao bitterly, with many doubts in his heart. Monster with one eye