Chapter 1074 Pain and Happiness
"Why does this thing look a bit like the little ghost's divine shell?" Seeing the iron ball hanging in the center, Nagris said in surprise.
The main body of the little ghost is the light godhead, and the light godhead is in the inner divine shell of the Holy Heaven. The divine shell is not only a container for the godhead, but also a kind of restriction, which firmly imprisons the godhead in the shell.
Of course, that was all in the past. In the divine shell, Ange and the God of Arbitration had a strange divine war, and finally wiped out everything of the God of Arbitration. The light godhead that lost control was constantly eroded and transformed by the little ghost, and finally replaced it.
For the little ghost now, the divine shell is just its container. Its power has merged with the entire Holy Heaven on the journey of breaking through the vast void.
But this thing similar to the divine shell in front of him is suspended in the air, and there is a constant roar coming out of it. It is obviously not a container, but more like a restriction.
The two iron chains that suspend the iron ball also continuously transmit energy. It is obvious that it is also like the Holy Heaven, using its power to drive the entire magic circle. No wonder Nagris said it is very similar to the God Shell.
Anger also agreed, nodded, and shook his finger.
The little ghost appeared and looked at him blankly.
"What you just ate, spit it out." Anger said.
The little ghost spit out a ball of consciousness.
Mawani looked at Anger in front of him tremblingly, and his whole consciousness was trembling. It never knew that it was so weak that someone could subdue it with one move, and even the pet raised by the other party could swallow it in one bite, without any room for resistance.
During the time when it was swallowed by the little ghost, it only felt that all its strength was rapidly fading, and finally all its strength was stripped away, leaving only a lonely ball of consciousness.
But that's fine, the little ghost also left it a layer of shell, so that even if it loses all its strength and body, its consciousness can exist alone.
What kind of ability is this? Mawani couldn't imagine it. This was beyond its cognition. It didn't understand how the other party did it. It didn't even know how the other party swallowed it.
Its limbs were clearly spread all over the plane. How did the other party accurately capture its consciousness and swallow it in one bite?
The more it thought about it, the less it understood. The less it understood, the more afraid it became. Finally, it trembled.
Ang didn't make it difficult for it. He pointed to the iron ball below and asked: "What is that?"
"The will of the plane... Kram." Mawani responded obediently.
After Ang asked, he turned his head to look at Anthony. Anthony understood and asked: "What are you?"
"I... I am the Silent Magic Vine, Mawani." Mawani responded.
"Silent Magic Vine? What is that? Plants or animals? What do you usually rely on to get strength?" Negris asked.
Mawani hesitated and said: "I am a void creature. I rely on silence and emptiness to get energy, and occasionally eat something."
Silence? What energy can silence have? Eat?
"What to eat?" Nagris asked.
"It's the things thrown out by humans, such as the most nutritious skins, cores, branches and trunks of plants, the most nutritious bones of animals and so on." Mawani said.
"Pfft... the most nutritious? Aren't those kitchen waste? Do you think you are a kitchen waste processor? You are not feeding you garbage, are you?" Nagris burst into laughter.
Sure enough, in addition to the kitchen waste, there are a lot of messy things, which are obviously garbage, but Mawani doesn't think so. After all, compared with the food that humans eat, the things thrown to it are more nutritious.
After asking Mawani, the little ghost swallowed it again, but this time it was not transformed, but teleported to the Holy Heaven. The mouth of the little ghost can not only fix skills into physical objects, but also a space channel that runs through the Holy Heaven.
"What a good ancient god, garbage processor, range alarm, plane decoration, but the strength is a little weak." Nagris praised.
Hearing that the strength was weak, Duroken immediately retorted: "Not weak at all, okay, listen to me."
After that, he picked up a piece of Mawani fragment and scraped it with his fingertips a few times, leaving only a few white marks.
Duroken's current body is the body of a mourning undead soldier. The hardness of his fingers is already at the purple gold level, but he can only scrape out white marks, which shows the hardness of these fragments.
"If it weren't for you, a team of mourning undead soldiers would be trapped in its vine forest. I don't know if its defense against the power of origin is strong. If it is also strong enough, it will be a very good alchemical material." Duroken became more and more excited.
He couldn't help but be excited. After going around in a big circle, it might be just a boring journey for Ange, but for Duroken, it was an endless treasure hunt.
What is the treasure that an alchemist desires most? It's not gold jewelry, not artifact equipment, but materials, new materials, and advanced new materials.
Since he was summoned, Duroken has encountered Devouring Power Fragments, Water Source, Crystal Source, and now Silent Magic Vine, four new materials beyond imagination.
This level of materials, if encountered at all, would be written in hundreds of chapters, but now all of them appeared in front of him, making him feel painful and happy. The happiness is that he has already thought of many ways to use them.
If more of their characteristics are discovered, the application methods will surely be enriched several times, and combined with other combinations, it can be improved several times.
But the painful thing is that he has no time to verify these ideas of his. He can't even study the characteristics of the materials. For example, this Silent Demonic Vine can't be scratched with his hands. It can't be cut or crushed at all. It needs to be Make new tools from scratch.
Du Luoken really wants Ange to throw him back now, but he is reluctant. What if new higher-level materials appear later?
One thing that can be foreseen now is the divine shell below. Duroken has long been interested in the divine shell that can accommodate and imprison the Lord God of Light. In the past, he did not dare to mention it because it was the shelter of the little ghost.
There is a similar one now, is it okay to let him peel off a layer of crumbs? Is it okay to rub the mark on it? Is it okay to throw some magic on it?
While I was thinking about it, the control tower below suddenly connected to the communication. A voice said: "Control tower, Adjutant Barbos, do you hear my voice? I am ready to launch the world-destroying strike again. Bombard the Immortal City and see who can block my world-destroying attack."
"Yes, Lord Beimian." Barbos responded loudly. After cutting off the communication, he immediately gave a loud order: "Prepare a world-destroying blow, increase the energy level, come and torture the gods!"
Immediately, someone took a special stick, walked to the platform, and hit the suspended iron ball with all his strength. Amidst the clanging sound, a painful roar came from the god's shell.
Anthony looked at Duroken, looked at the silver coins, nodded to them, then turned to Ange and said: "Sir, please scan the formation, leave the others to us, and take action if you miss anything."