Chapter 1158: Reconciliation, where did the rest go!

The streamers faded, and Negris found himself in a pitch-black void, surrounded by glowing phantoms, densely packed throughout the void. A rough look showed there were probably over a billion, right? Ang really summoned over a billion consciousnesses to shear wool?

Then these phantoms successively threw toward the center position, gradually converging into a consciousness light ball. Finally, only these companions who knew each other remained in the entire void.

Luoke floated over, rubbed its head, and said: "You've lost weight."

"Pfft..." Negris sprayed a mouthful of old blood. Why is it this sentence again?

Flash Feiti floated over, looked left and right, and asked in surprise: "Master Negris, why have you lost weight again?"

"I... this is manifestation, manifestation, I am not thin!!" Negris jumped in anger.

"Hehe, it's manifestation, okay, okay, not fat, not fat." Flash Feiti rubbed its head, distorting its meaning while floating away.

Hawei floated over, rubbed its head, the Great Sage floated over, rubbed its head, the Witch floated over, and gave it a brain-flick.

"Why hit me!" Negris was stunned, holding his head and asking.

"Long time no see, missed you. Did you go around muttering bad things about me!?" The Witch grabbed its neck, pulled its face over, and asked viciously.

Negris hurriedly shook his head. Damn Witch, how does she still remember the muttering about her back then? It didn't even remember it itself.

"Humph, better not, otherwise I will extract all your divine skills." The Witch threatened 'viciously', then rubbed its head and floated away.

Negris couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are they all so enthusiastic? It hasn't been a long time since we met."

"It has indeed been a long time for them. The dimensional world has a rate difference with the outside. Some people haven't seen us for over ten thousand years," Anthony said.

Ang's dimensional world has a rate difference with the outside. Anthony stayed outside until he died before projecting in. Negris projected onto the Brass Book inside through Xiao Gu's prayer, so he didn't stay in the dimensional world for long.

But Xiao Gu, who had always been inside, had been planting trees for over ten thousand years. If one entered the dimensional world early, it would have been over ten thousand years since they saw Negris and Anthony.

"Uh... has it been that long?" Negris was frightened by this number. It lived from a dragon egg to old age and was only over ten thousand years old. It turned out that for some people, they hadn't seen each other for ten thousand years.

No wonder the enthusiastic ones were undead creatures like Luoke, Flash Feiti, and the Witch. Others had gone to be reborn, and only they had really lived for over ten thousand years.

Everyone was recounting the past, and the consciousness light ball in the center suddenly moved, slowly manifesting a face, and then tilted in confusion.

Without even seeing the face clearly, just the familiar action, everyone knew who it was. Except for Luoke, all the undead creatures shouted in unison: "King."

Others shouted in unison: "Master!"

Ang nodded.

Negris hurriedly floated over and asked in confusion: "What's going on? What's the situation? Where are the others? Is this your consciousness space? Is this consciousness light ball all sheared back by you?"

Ang nodded, and then said: "Others, returned to the main body."

No one else understood what Ang answered, only Negris understood. Ang nodded to indicate 'this is his consciousness space, this consciousness light ball is sheared back by him', because only these two questions could be answered by nodding.

"Then what is the situation now? Why were everyone ejected? Why not continue shearing? Shear it clean, how much did you shear?" Negris asked.

"One-third, he grabbed, later didn't grab, kicked me," Ang said.

"Kicked you? By the way, at the last moment, that Divine Star consciousness let us all roll out. What did you do to him to scare him like this?" Negris asked.

Ang tilted his head and said suspiciously: "Fertilizing?"

"You really treat the consciousness space as farmland, and fertilizing? You wouldn't be applying farm manure, right?" Negris asked.

Ang nodded.

"..." Everyone present fell into silence. No wonder the Divine Star consciousness didn't even want the sheared power and let him roll. What is farm manure? That is feces. If this thing is poured down, can the consciousness light ball still be used?

Admittedly, it was manifested, but that was even more terrifying. If the body is dirty, it can be washed. If the consciousness is dirty, how to wash it?

Consciousness divine war is so strange. Ang used all kinds of incredible means to forcibly shear off one-third of the Divine Star's consciousness. Originally, there would be a struggle, and the Divine Star wouldn't be willing to lose so much power, but who would have thought Ang started fertilizing...

Unfortunately, only one-third was sheared off. If he could shear off half, or even shear the other party bald, he would have made a big profit.

"Then now..." Negris just wanted to ask something, when Ang suddenly moved, shrinking back hard, and his entire face shrank back into the consciousness light ball.

Following Ang's retreat, one phantom after another successively manifested in the void, as if they were drawn in by some force.

"Summoning again? No... Natalia?" Anthony was wondering why he had to summon again, but a strong induction arose in his heart. Looking around, he immediately saw Natalia among the countless phantoms.

Seeing this newly accepted Saintess, Anthony was shocked, and a premonition of ominousness rose in his heart. Why did Natalia's consciousness project into Ang's consciousness space? Could it be that she died?

Negris also thought of this point, looking anxiously at the consciousness light ball. However, at this moment, Ang's face did not appear on the consciousness light ball, and Negris didn't dare to disturb.

Until a long while later, Ang's face appeared on the consciousness light ball. Negris asked impatiently: "Ang, what happened? Was that Divine Star world destroyed? Did these people all die?"

Ang nodded: "All, dead."

"Almost one... one hundred million people, all dead?" There were nearly one hundred million intelligent beings in the Origin World, and they all died just like that?

How fragile life is at this moment. Ang was just kicked out of the consciousness space, and the Divine Star, which had one-third of its power sheared off, killed one hundred million intelligent beings with a backhand.

Catching his breath, looking at the densely packed phantoms in the void, Negris asked: "But... there are tens of millions here, right? Why did they enter your consciousness space?"

Ang looked at Anthony: "They believe, Divine Star."

Because the vast majority of people piously believed in Anthony, this 'Divine Star', at the last moment, most of the consciousnesses were invested in Ang's consciousness space, or rather, were snatched in by Ang through the node of Anthony.

The Divine Star consciousness, which had been reconciling accounts with the Lord of the Starborn for a long time, issued an angry question: "You didn't say there were one hundred million intelligent beings here? Why are there only twenty million now? Where did the rest go? Where did the rest go!" ===== CHAPTER 1159 =====