I, the Puppetmaster Lord: One Man Is a Calamity to All Races

Tens of billions of people around the world transmigrated into the game Age of Legends, each with a different class and set of skills. Here, gods, divine offices, faith, and the System together formed a vast fantasy world. Ordinary people thought they lived on the sprawling continent of Elvada. They worshiped the gods, trained in their classes, explored the wilds, and raised their levels and legacies. Mo Xie fell silent as he looked at the class on his System panel. Lord: Gain one percent of all attributes for each subordinate recruited. Secondary class: Puppet Master. Was this some kind of joke?! Everyone starts at level one. Who would want to become someone's underling?! And as a Puppet Master, even if I can build puppets, what am I supposed to do about weapons and armor?! Just as Mo Xie's face was turning red, he ran into his good buddy Ling Yuan. War Mage: Increase your spirit after winning a battle you participated in. Secondary class: Blacksmith. Mo Xie: Good buddy. Ling Yuan: If you don't cast me aside, I would gladly acknowledge you as my adoptive father! Years later... Puppet soldiers raised their shields in ranks like mountains. Arrows blotted out the battlefield, while war beasts covered the hills and smashed through every obstacle! The ambition of you and me, brothers, can swallow the whole world! When everyone had fought desperately to break through every defensive line and finally reached Mo Xie, Ling Yuan glared at him with bloodshot eyes. A wicked grin curled across Mo Xie's lips! Who could resist showing off in front of a brother? Ling Yuan's anguished wail rang across the battlefield: “Yamegou!! Don't give him the chance!!”