Chapter 1215: ...Split Half?

Once the Abyss Bridge came out, the Star of the Pale God knew that this human had an inseparable relationship with the Lord of Star Descendants. Unfortunately, it was already too late. After an explosive sound, its consciousness was sucked into the Abyss Bridge, falling into endless darkness.

The Abyss Bridge was manufactured by it to imprison the consciousness of Star Gods, and it was designed with a prime Star God as the standard. An aged Star God like it naturally had no way to resist.

The swords manufactured by intelligent creatures could easily cut their own skin and flesh. The Abyss Bridge manufactured by the Star of the Pale God could also easily imprison its consciousness.

And Anthony also designed a very rigorous logic for this trap. An ordinary person seeing others using a knife to cut you would definitely not think that the killing move was actually that the saliva was poisonous, preparing to spray you to death.

Xia Mala used a kind of infection that had a high probability of success, creating the illusion that she was working very hard to pollute the Star God. Of course, she was indeed working very hard, because how much was infected belonged to her. That was the Star God's power, the power of origin!

Once the Star of the Pale God focused all its consciousness on her and saw the Abyss Bridge pulled open instantly, it had no chance to dodge anymore.

The "head" chasing the King suddenly stopped, the "face" shrank back, turned into a round ball, and then slowly "fell" towards the direction of the Star God.

The King looked at the round ball chasing him in astonishment, and then looked at the Star God's true body, and said in astonishment: "Done? So fast?"

The King originally thought there would be a long-lasting battle. He had already prepared for a long-term battle. He didn't know about the existence of the Abyss Bridge, and Anthony only asked him to try his best to contain the Star of the Pale God. And this was the end?

He leaned towards the round ball in astonishment and tentatively cut it, shaving off a large pile of Star God energy.

The round ball didn't react, and even the intention couldn't be sensed, as if it were dead.

"Then I won't be polite." The King swung the Grim Reaper scythe, dancing it into a wind-fire wheel, quickly shaving off pieces of Star God energy from the round ball. These were all powers of origin!

The round ball slowly fell "down," and its form naturally stretched from a round ball shape into a water drop shape. The King chased behind the water drop, quickly cutting its little tail, and the cut Star God energy was sprinkled all the way.

Maybe not even one-thirtieth was cut off, and the rest all fell onto the true body, merging into that larger "round ball."

The King didn't regret it either. He turned back to pick up all the Star God energy sprinkled behind him, swallowing and digesting them one by one. While picking, he sighed: "It's still better to rob."

One-thirtieth of a Star God clone's total amount was already several times sturdier than the Body of Origin the King had painstakingly scraped together for several months. Sure enough, robbing was faster.

However, this Star God energy was cut off from the Star of the Pale God's body, not chaotic mist, and needed further refining.

So after picking up the energy, the King stood on the spot and digested it. Black soul flames rose on his hands, with stars and dots flashing on the flames. He threw the Star God energy into the flames, and only heard the sizzling sound, burning the Star God energy into "smoke."

These smokes finally gathered on the King's body.

Just like this, digesting unhurriedly, the King's form grew stronger and stronger.

Inside the Star God, Xia Mala was also forcefully infecting the Star God energy in the surroundings, her face flushed with effort. She had never felt that dark holy light was not enough before, but now she was anxious about why her power was so small.

Compared to the huge Star God, Xia Mala's body size was negligible. Even if she was allowed to infect with all her strength, it would be impossible to infect it all in a few hundred years.

And this was a process that was slow at the beginning and fast at the end. If the infection speed in the later stage was one hundred thousand, then her speed now might only be one or two points.

As time passed, the infected Star God energy shrouded the location where she was again, and surged and spread like a drop of ink.

The entire void quieted down. Ao Jia Er, who had been hiding far away, only then dared to fly over, looking at all this in fear.

When he first appeared, Ao Jia Er was so arrogant and domineering that he even accepted the title of God Registrar. However, now he was scared like a caveman, worried and afraid, wanting to drill into a cave at any time.

Before, the battle between the God Tree of Ten Thousand Worlds and the Star God humanoid was at least within Ao Jia Er's cognitive range. He knew the combat power of both sides and how they fought, and there were traces to follow. At the very least, he knew where to hide.

But after the Star God revealed its true body, the intensity of the battle immediately exceeded his cognition. A flame flow of hundreds of kilometers, a Star God Beam of ten-plus kilometers thick—let alone blocking it, if he grazed it, he would be carbonized.

Fortunately, he listened to the God Tree of Ten Thousand Worlds and hid far away in advance. At the beginning, he thought he had hidden far enough, but the God Tree of Ten Thousand Worlds thought it wasn't far enough. Sure enough, after the Star God revealed its true body, that distance wasn't even as far as the flame flow sprayed.

This also led to him not seeing what happened at all. He only saw from afar that the Star God separated a clone to chase the King of Feilie, then the Star God's true body suddenly dimmed, and the clone chasing the King of Feilie fell back to the true body, being chased and cut all the way by the King of Feilie.

Then the void quieted down, and finally the God Tree of Ten Thousand Worlds reminded him: "Get closer."

There was a trace of imperceptible excitement in Na Gu Si Tai's tone. This was very rare. The World Tree lineage was that kind of slow-moving temperament. Everything was part of nature, and few things could make their emotions change.

It was a pity that Ao Jia Er didn't notice Na Gu Si Tai's excitement. He approached in fear and trembling, until he came near the King.

A bud point sprouted on Ao Jia Er's clothes. After leaving the clothes, it grew directly in the void. The bud point stretched, twisted, curled, and grew rapidly.

The King, who had been standing still, turned his head, looked at it, and silently swung the Grim Reaper scythe.

This posture made the bud point that had grown into a small tree stiffen. It slowed down its speed and twisted into a Tree Shepherd, and only then asked: "What do you mean?"

The King said faintly: "This, loot, mine."

Na Gu Si Tai was stunned for a long while before reacting, angry: "What do you mean? Do you want to swallow it alone?"

Even Ao Jia Er noticed the change in Na Gu Si Tai's tone, but he didn't feel there was a problem, because the King of Feilie's behavior of preparing to swallow the loot alone was too despicable, so it was right to be angry.

"What do you mean swallow alone? I cut it to death. Do you want to rob my loot?" The King was angry, directly sacrificing the Body of Origin, looking like he would start fighting if there was a disagreement.

Na Gu Si Tai was angry: "I induced it to reveal its true body."

Waiting for this sentence, the King's tone changed, and he said faintly: "You only induced it to reveal its true body, and didn't hurt it. The contribution is very little. How much loot do you want to split?"

"... Split half?" Na Gu Si Tai said tentatively. ===== CHAPTER 1216 =====