It was a disc that aligned with the aesthetic tastes of spirit summoning liches, covered in thick flesh on the touching surface with slowly writhing tumors in its four corners that provided an extremely satisfying sensation to the touch. The face of the disc was a mixture of metal conductors and blood vessels, resembling the surface of all sorts of gaming machines put together.

Shiny gripped the protruding circle-shaped bone handle and swayed it a few times in the blood-and-flesh groove. "The touch isn’t bad, quite flexible. But the bone for a handle is a bit too big; it’s somewhat troublesome to move around."

Flexibility snatched the flesh and blood remote control away. "Be content, this is just an experimental product."

Indeed, all of this was merely an experiment by the Necromancer Figure Club.

Having obtained Nia’s "Flesh" from Lyle’s office, the Necromancer Figure Club was filled with curiosity and a desire to study this substance that possessed both soul and flesh properties. The flesh of the Evil God was indeed the most top-tier forbidden material; even brief and shallow research substantially benefited the trio of Shiny.

Their knowledge of Spirit Summoning Studies grew rapidly, and at last, they discovered a new possibility within Spirit Summoning Studies: remote control.

Here it’s necessary to introduce the traditional drawbacks of Spirit Summoning Studies, no, not exactly drawbacks, but rather the singularity of the knowledge pathway.

Spirit Summoning Studies is one of the major subjects within the mystical studies, also possessing one trait of the mystical studies: impurity. All spellcasters studying Spirit Summoning Studies would experience changes to their very nature as their skills advanced, transforming not just their creations but also themselves - their will, values, and most importantly, their souls.

Soulology is the most mysterious and important discipline within Spirit Summoning Studies. Just as the name implies, through certain means, it brings souls onto prepared or created mediums, blurring the lines between life and death. While Soulology is crucial, the impact it has on Spirit Summoners is perhaps the most terrifying.

A Spirit Summoning Apprentice might start their studies with bones or flesh, but definitely not with Soulology. Hence, low-level spirit summoning constructs are puppet-like without an inner being. A puppet needs a master for command, and the puppet strings can’t be too long, or they’ll lose connection. Only at high levels, when Spirit Summoners can attach spiritual bodies to their creations through Soul Engraving, can they realize the autonomy of their constructs.

However, the fact remains that Soulology is difficult; some Spirit Summoners might never make significant progress in it. They are destined to only control their own creations for life. If they are even less fortunate and fall short of modifying their creations, they would only be able to summon a few skeletal frames to scare people.

But now, the trio of Shiny had forged a new path: remote control.

Indeed, my creations can’t move autonomously, but I can control them remotely. What’s the difference between staying at home remotely controlling my creations and having a freely moving autonomous construct? There is a distinction. A soul-based construct can rebel or slip from servitude. Puppets won’t.

The excitement of discovering a new research subject provided the three with ample motivation to experiment.

The first step was to determine the optimal experimental conditions.

The most universally applicable and broadly used spirit summoning construct, the Spine Wheel.

And of course, the most proficient operator of the Spine Wheel was none other than Mr. Plague Doctor, its creator.

As for the experimental content on high-intensity control, the subject was the Demon Race, with the Hellfire invitation competition.

Everything was set in one go.

For their experimental purposes, the Necromancer Figure Club also invited Mr. Miracle, interested in the flesh of the Evil God, and the Literature Club trio who were curious about everything. With this, a conspiratory net against Lyle began to weave.

"So, all parameters have been set,"

Mr. Reporter rubbed his hands together, "Who would like to be the first to experience the role-playing game as Andrei’s strongest newcomer?"

The controller dodged Mr. Reporter’s extended hand, "This is a rare experiment, gentlemen. I hope you can maintain a rigorous research approach."

Mr. Reporter nodded hastily, "So, can I go first?"

Mr. Miracle stood to the side, pressing buttons on the remote control, "Not yet, Mr. Reporter. If we take over control of the Spinal Giant Wheel now, that mechanical soul-assist lie would be exposed in an instant. Do you want to settle accounts with Mr. Plague Doctor after the fall?"

The rational display from Mr. Miracle was commendable and rare.

"I don’t know about you guys, but I know if the Scholar Mentor finds out I harassed my juniors, my upcoming research activities will definitely be fraught with hurdles."

Everyone thought about the forces behind Lyle, not that they needed to because those Andrei bigwigs were right next to them.

"The Dragon Tutor would probably turn us into patchwork monsters..."

"The Scholar Mentor is quite strict..."

"Mr. Raymond... The state of affairs for the Literature Club is already bad enough, and although I can’t imagine it getting worse, I dare not test Mr. Raymond’s limits."

"So, shall we figure out a way to ensure the Plague Doctor doesn’t return?" A sudden voice emerged within the crowd; the eight people glanced at each other, not sure who had come up with this devilish idea.

"Forget it, if the Plague Doctor dies in the Hell Plane, we’ll probably have to leave the Arena as bone dust, given the promises we made earlier."

After much thought, everyone made a decision. When Lyle encountered his enemies, they would discreetly seize control of the Spinal Giant Wheel and gather combat data.

The process did not take long.

Hell Plane.

Lyle was driving the Spinal Giant Wheel, heading straight towards the central volcano.

After surviving attacks from Purgatory Rock Worms and Molten Hounds, Lyle arrived at the edge of a mountain escarpment.

To his left was a magma swamp teeming with volcanic creatures, while to the right loomed a sheer cliff with an almost eighty-degree incline. Although the Spinal Giant Wheel’s outstanding features could help Lyle scale walls, it was unnecessary; a higher position meant a broader view and a greater risk of being discovered.

However, reality sometimes goes against our wishes.

Lyle heard the thunderous roar of a Spine Wheel racing above him, on the cliff. If he could hear the sounds of its movement, then naturally it could also hear his.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a white bone wheel fell from the sky, plummeting straight towards him.

The Demon clearly intended to kill him.

Lyle chose to accelerate, which should have been possible, but when he issued the command, the Spine Wheel didn’t speed up; in fact, it slowed down as if it was waiting for the enemy to close in.

"What’s going on? Nia, the Spine Wheel is not responding!"

Black tentacles emerged inside the bone wheel, and after some testing and detection, Lyle found the answer.

It was those controller clusters that he had checked earlier; they were controlling the surrounding tissue to prevent him from accelerating.

"Shiny mentioned there was an auxiliary soul in this Spine Wheel... Could it be that it thinks running away like this is too cowardly?"

Regardless of the outcome, Lyle now had no choice but to fight.

The distance between them was closing rapidly, only ten body lengths away from the Vilumro’s Claw.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Suddenly, the Spine Wheel moved. The massive Spinal Giant Wheel spun on its axis like a coin, dodging the Demon’s attack from behind, and then slapped the enemy, pinning both the creature and its Spine Wheel against the wall.

Bone spikes grew from the broad bones of Vilumro’s Claw, completely immobilizing the Demon and its tissues within.

Then, the huge bone claw dragged the body of the Demon along the hard rock wall until the attacking Spine Wheel could no longer withstand the impact and collapsed. Flinging the unconscious Demon from its grasp, the Spinal Giant Wheel left triumphantly.

All of this happened in an instant; while Lyle was still dumbfounded, the Spinal Giant Wheel deftly turned and slapped the enemy against the cliffside. Forced to endure the stone’s abrasive embrace, the Demon was defeated in an instant, along with its wheel.

This auxiliary spiritual body, so brutal?

In the Black Abyss Arena, cheers had already erupted.

The Liches from Andrei Academy were also clapping and cheering.

Mr. Raymond smashed the chair in front of him with a slap, causing the unfortunate Liches in the front row to fall to the ground.

"Well done! Worthy of being the Purifier, thrash that bunch of demons for me."

All the mentors, upon witnessing their outstanding students’ excellent performance, could not help but nod in satisfaction.

As for the Chaos Eight.

The controller held a remote, a dismissive smile on his face.

That joy, like executing a secret combo to wipe out an enemy in an arcade game.

The entire arena was cheering for the brilliant manipulation, though they were unaware of it.

"Me next, me next! The next person to play is me!!!"