Chapter 1116: Growing Will, Vivid Soul

When in the main plane, no one could clearly say what the key to stepping into Chaos Black Crystal was. Even the Emperor himself couldn't say it clearly, because he was the only sample. What the key elements were, he couldn't distinguish without a comparison.

But after upgrading to the Origin Body, those things that were unclear before could all be vaguely seen. Standing on the ground looking at the top of the mountain requires a lot of imagination, but looking at the top of the mountain from a higher place, everything is clear at a glance.

"The key to stepping into Chaos Black Crystal is a 'growing will', or what Ang calls 'increment'," the Emperor explained.

"Increment? Then what does it have to do with the wise undead soul? Do ordinary undead souls not have increment?" Negris asked in confusion.

The Emperor shook his head: "No. From the moment they die, they no longer have growth. The strengthening of the soul is just the enrichment of death aura. Can you understand?"

Negris rolled his eyes: "As long as you explain it clearly, I can understand. If I can't understand, it means you didn't explain it clearly."

In the entire void, only this fat dragon would dare to retort to him. The Emperor grabbed his head awkwardly and said: "It's just that I can't explain it clearly, but I also want you to understand, get it? I don't know if I can explain it clearly."

Negris nodded. It understood. This old guy treated it as a translator, wanting it to complete the parts he couldn't explain clearly.

The Emperor raised his arm and pointed to the stars inside and said: "These things are changes, they are increments, they are growing will. Only by becoming Chaos Black Crystal can I be endless and self-sustaining in the void."

"I didn't understand before, but you know me, I am polite and kind..." The Emperor said without blushing or panting.

"Bah! If you were kind, would you let Locke beat me? And catch me and imprison me to death? You better change your words or I'll spray you." Negris was so angry it wanted to jump up.

"Fine, fine, fine. I am polite, not kind but not cruel, right." The Emperor hurriedly changed his words. This really didn't have much confidence when saying it to the little fat dragon. Locke had beaten it quite miserably back then, beating it into psychological trauma.

Negris snorted unhappily, but did not deny the Emperor's words. Compared to other undead creatures, the Emperor was indeed not cruel.

Although he was an undead creature and would be indifferent to death—after all, for undead creatures, death is just the beginning of a new life—he would not kill people casually.

Under the rule of the Undead Empire, as long as you don't violate the regulations, no one will care about you. Instead, because undead creatures consume very little and there is no public expenditure, almost no taxes are collected, making it easier to live than in many human countries.

Plus the Emperor suppressing it, some cruel guys couldn't mess around, such as Giant Hand Balu, so the death world was peaceful.

"Those cruel guys couldn't make progress after stepping into Black Crystal. They would slaughter all creatures at the first opportunity, turning them into undead souls for them to devour. I don't kill people, so I broke through the key. But before, there were too few wise undead souls, and they grew slowly, so I couldn't figure out where the increment came from."

"Until now, Ang specifically left these wise undead creatures for me, confirming my guess back then." As the Emperor said this, he grabbed forward again, a little light lit up out of thin air, and then turned into stars, falling into the Emperor's palm.

Negris couldn't help but ask: "Do you have to grab it like this? Then wouldn't you be unable to leave here?"

"Of course not. This is my soul network. As long as it is not beyond the range of soul connection, these forces will gather towards me. I am just showing it to you so that it is easy for you to understand, and I can also more intuitively recognize 'growing consciousness'," the Emperor said.

"How intuitive?" Negris asked in confusion.

"You can't see it. For example, there is a female lich over there." As the Emperor said this, he grabbed with his hand, and a picture immediately appeared in front of him.

In the picture, a female lich was holding a bottle of holy essence liquid, hesitating. The way a beauty-loving person uses it is naturally to apply it to the face, but she didn't.

After hesitating for a long time, she poured a little into her mouth, using the method of gargling to block the essence liquid in her throat and mouth until it was completely absorbed.

Then she tentatively "coughed". The sound was full, not as hoarse and withered as a lich. This change made her eyes light up.

Taking a deep breath, the female lich began to pronounce sound by sound, tone by tone, from low to high. After confirming that her pitch and tone were accurate, she sang loudly.

It was a very simple little tune, singing about a child holding a dogtail grass, jumping and following behind an adult, returning home facing the sunset.

The female lich was intoxicated by her own singing, and a happy smile appeared on her face. Although her face was still wrinkled, her voice was pleasant and moving.

A female lich bought the essence liquid in the beauty set, but didn't use it for beauty, but to moisten her throat. In her mind, external beauty was not as good as the pleasantness of her voice.

"Such a soul is fresh and vivid. The female lich back then also liked to sing. If there had been this kind of potion back then, it would have been great. This was researched by Ang, right?" The Emperor sighed.

"No, it was originally a holy essence liquid invented by the Church of Light, just used to treat external injuries. Later, after Ang snatched the godhead, he redefined 'holy', giving it a vivid effect. But this effect was defined by Lisa. Strictly speaking, it was researched by Lisa," Negris said.

"Oh, Lisa, right? Feilin's saint wife. I heard that after she reincarnated into a lich, she felt she was too ugly and gave herself a facelift. She is a beauty-loving human, and this is also a vivid soul," the Emperor said.

Negris looked at him in surprise: "Eh, no, Old Immortal, although you have seen Lisa, why do you know she is Feilin's wife? And know she is a former saint? Even that she loves beauty? You even know Feilin?"

The Emperor said: "Hehe, don't Locke and the others like to project onto zombies and skeletons and wander around, and are called Watchers by those at the transit station? I like it too. I saw Feilin and Lisa when they were still humans."

Negris curled his lips: "Sure enough, I knew you also did this kind of thing."

Back to the topic: "So you mean, this kind of soul that has wisdom, is rich and vivid, and grows, is the key to increment, right? Zombies and skeletons without wisdom never think so much."

"Yes. I heard that Ang has a very large dimensional world. There are many vivid souls in it, right?" The Emperor said.

"There are, but they are all alive. Are living ones okay?" Negris asked.

The Emperor opened his mouth and was about to say something, but suddenly turned his head and looked towards the direction outside the Undead City.

The location of the Undead City was the center of a ruin, with a large amount of floating objects scattered around, like bunkers. If someone deliberately approached from the direction covered by the floating objects, it would be difficult to see them from the location of the Undead City, unless guard posts were also set up on these floating objects.

However, the Emperor's perception was obviously further than those guard posts. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a large number of airships quietly approaching under the cover of the floating objects.