Chapter 1192

It will still take some time for Ogaer to reach the location of the Boundless Great Void.

Ang toyed with the space compression in his hand, continuously merging them into one and then splitting them into two.

At this moment, the compressed space in Ang's hand was manifested in the form of a disk. Spatial power is rarely expressed in this form; it usually appears as various dimensional rifts or various mirror-like surfaces and mirrors.

The reason for this is likely due to the compression, combined with being inside the 'Spray Melon', which allows the space disk to exist stably and move back and forth, merging and separating in Ang's hands.

The little grass stood to the side, looking submissive and obedient. It couldn't have been more well-behaved. The unwilling emotions it previously had were completely gone, and it was as docile as a pet baby. If you look at it, it even smiles at you.

"What's going on with this grass? I feel like it's become much more obedient?" Negris asked in a low voice.

"It might have been frightened. After the lord reached out and grabbed the compressed space into his hand, its tone changed," Anthony said.

Negris was stunned upon hearing this. He watched Ang's movements, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Indeed, this move by Ang is quite frightening. The space is in a compressed state, and it's unstable and uneven. He grabbed it into his hand casually, and that's while already in a compressed state inside the Spray Melon."

"Compressing already compressed space into one's hand—the difficulty is like grabbing seawater with uneven salinity in the middle of the ocean. But he is the origin of time and space, so isn't it normal for him to do this?"

Anthony sighed: "That's right. Things we find normal ended up scaring the Space Spray Melon, so how could it dare not to be obedient?"

"That's true. Have you figured out what its situation is?" Negris asked.

The little grass had told Anthony a great deal, and Negris was confused. Taking advantage of the time now, he hurriedly tried to sort out the thread of events.

Having been together for a long time, Anthony naturally knew what Negris wanted to ask and explained: "When this Spray Melon was still a seed, it was sprayed over by its parent plant. The one who came with it should have been that King of Feilie."

"It's estimated that the original plan was for it to sprout and grow into a new Spray Melon, which could establish a mutual passage with Gamezburg. But I don't know what accident occurred; it fell into the hands of the Lord of Starborn and was kept in cold storage until today."

Negris said worriedly: "Can it really spray that far? We used to say that Gamezburg was too far away from here, and apart from spending time and effort to produce a few Star Gods, it couldn't affect this side. But if they can spray people over, then the variables are huge."

Anthony comforted him: "Obviously not. If they could, there wouldn't have been no new personnel coming over after the King of Feilie. Honestly, if it weren't for Xisluo's astrology array constantly facing the direction of Gamezburg, the power projected from there couldn't have condensed into a white crystal within a thousand years."

Xisluo's Star God body came about too coincidentally. First, he was an astrologer; second, he had an astrology tower. But that wasn't the key—there are plenty of astrologers with astrology towers. More importantly, he had a barrier.

Planes move. At certain times, it would even orbit to the other side of the sun, and the astrology tower and Gamezburg would be separated. In such a situation, recalibration is needed, and noise must be cleared.

So Xisluo found an Abyss plane that doesn't move, built the astrology tower within his own barrier, discarded all noise, aimed only at Gamezburg, and waited for about a thousand years before condensing a white crystal under the astrology tower.

The difficulties were too many. To complete such a feat, it relied mainly on Xisluo's persistence. If he hadn't believed in his own calculations, how could he have persisted for decades until he was certain this method was effective, and then kept at it?

"Xisluo's success had too many coincidental factors and cannot be used as an example. So the Space Spray Melon is the normal method of movement. But since no one has come over for so long, it's very likely that it lies with the King of Feilie. The King of Feilie is a Chaos Skeleton; he is the key to the Spray Melon seed being able to move here safely," Anthony concluded.

"Oh, right, Chaos Skeleton. I almost overlooked him. This is at the level of that old immortal. In other words, it was the Chaos Skeleton that protected the Spray Melon seed across the vast distance?" Negris said.

The shocking information was too dense; Negris almost forgot that the King of Feilie was a Chaos Skeleton.

"It's just a guess, who knows? But if the King of Feilie is a Chaos Skeleton, then where has it gone now?" Anthony asked.

A Chaos Skeleton couldn't possibly die, right? If it didn't die, where did it go? Asking this question, Anthony and Negris thought of something in unison: "The God Hammer Plane!"

The plane where Ang discovered the Ten Thousand Attraction God Hammer is now named the God Hammer Plane, which is full of black crystals and has a hammer-shaped space inside.

"Could it be that that plane was formed by the smashed King of Feilie? Then isn't the King of Feilie too big? Was the World-Extinguishing Array meant to destroy the King of Feilie? No wonder Empress Feilie has the local aura; it turns out she wasn't even born to the King of Feilie," Negris said in shock.

It connects. If this is the case, many doubts can be resolved. But if that plane was formed by the remains of the King of Feilie, then how big must the King of Feilie's body be?

Anthony said: "It's not necessarily his body; it could also be his palace. Don't some skeletons like to use bones to build palaces? For example, Luoke; he might have used bones to build his own palace, and in the end, he was smashed along with his palace by the World-Extinguishing Array."

"You should have asked Beimian about this. Uh, why didn't you ask when he was alive?" Negris said.

"How could I have thought that far ahead? I'm not a god... uh..." After Anthony finished speaking, he realized he couldn't use this excuse, so he turned to say: "At that time, there were more important questions to ask, and without this business about the Spray Melon, who could connect the God Hammer Plane with the King of Feilie? The two are completely unrelated."

Negris said regretfully: "What a pity. Beimian and the Lord of Starborn are dead, otherwise we could have asked clearly."

Killing people is satisfying for a moment, but when you want to use them, you're left blind. Even if undead creatures have the ability to search souls, it's often very impractical.

Only the deepest memories are easily searched. If it's a memory from a few years or a decade ago, it's not clear even if searched, and often it can't be searched at all. You need to repeatedly mention related matters before killing them, making them recall it.

Therefore, soul searching is often used in conjunction with the Soul Prison. But the problem is, Star Gods like the Lord of Starborn and Beimian cannot be soul-searched; they have no souls. Even if they could be, their hundreds of thousands of years of memories would let you search until you die.

Just as they were distressed and conflicted, Ang, who was studying the Spray Melon, suddenly turned his head and said: "They are here."