Chapter 1247

When Ang noticed that the thing bulging on the seal cloth would release fluctuations outward, he immediately let the ground bulge, covering the Little Angel and the seal cloth within it, and then sealed the stone cover with the Corpse-Wrapping Holy Seal, forming a closed space similar to a shroud.

Negris and Anthony reacted quickly: "Is it calling for people?"

Ang shook his head.

"Not calling for people, then there are fluctuations spreading? Can the Little Angel do it? Should we let the Little Zombie go in to help? Or you go in, we'll watch the outside," Negris said worriedly.

Don't look at how it dislikes the Little Angel for this and that all day, but letting her face something coming out of the Star Dome Seal Cloth alone, it was worried instead.

Ang shook his head.

Anthony also said: "The lord can't go in, otherwise the consciousness projection will be cut off. We can't go in either. The Little Zombie can."

The Little Angel and the Little Zombie both injected consciousness into white crystals, then condensed their forms, and used Star-Shift to come here from the Boundless Great Hole.

But Ang projected over. The Corpse-Wrapping Holy Seal would very likely interrupt this connection, and their consciousness followed Ang to project over. When that time came, they would all bounce back together.

Ang's current body was condensed by triggering the light disaster. If it shattered, he would have to trigger the light disaster again next time. It was too wasteful.

However, Ang clearly didn't intend to go in to help either. Instead, he kicked the substance under his feet, exerted force, and pinched it into a round ball the size of a human head.

However, Ang seemed a bit dissatisfied. He held the round ball with his left and right hands and pulled hard.

If it were Ang's other avatar, with the Little Ghost and Kram in his hands, he could pull out a Devouring Abyss and compress the round ball hundreds of times.

Unfortunately, he couldn't pull out a Devouring Abyss now, only a few sparks. These sparks burned inside the round ball, and the scorching fire light shone through from inside the round ball, just like a glowing magic crystal light bulb.

Under this scorching fire light, the round ball seemed to be sintered, the surface slowly dried, revealing a metallic luster.

Only then did Ang nod with satisfaction and sacrifice the Corpse-Wrapping Holy Seal to knock on the round ball.

Dang dang dang! All the holy seals were bounced off by the round ball; not a single one could be printed on it.

"Pfft... you, what did you do? The holy seal actually couldn't be printed on it?" Negris's eyeballs almost popped out. It flew over to look, only to see the surface of the round ball shining with cold light, clean and smooth, with no traces at all.

Negris knocked with its claws and toes, actually emitting the tremor of energy collision: "This... this is too hard, right? You just pulled it like this, and it became this hard?"

It wasn't strange that it couldn't knock it, but Ang actually couldn't knock it either?

Ang shook his head, then kicked the substance under his feet and said, "It's it."

"It? What is this thing?" Negris squatted down and rummaged through the things on the ground.

The substance on the ground was very much like rock, and it was that kind of slate, layer by layer, then shattered, and covered the ground together with the ubiquitous Star Soil.

"It's just very ordinary broken stones," Negris grabbed a handful, pinched it hard, and it could also be pinched to pieces.

"Withered leaves, sintering." It wasn't he who was hard, but these withered leaf residues. He just happened to re-sinter them.

As Ang spoke, he manufactured a new round ball. This time he first pinched the round ball into shape, then cut it into two halves, dug a small hole in the middle, and then manifested some Mithril, inlaying it on the middle seam.

After finishing all this, Ang engraved marks on the surface and inside. Finally, the two hemispheres combined into a round ball. He pulled with both hands, and a sturdy hollow round ball was formed.

Negris grabbed those flaky fragments and said with some disbelief: "These are withered leaves? Divine Tree leaves become like this when they wither? Can't see any leaf veins and fiber textures at all."

Anthony also grabbed a handful of broken stones, rummaged through them, and shook his head. Indeed, he couldn't see any traces related to plants. But since Ang said so, it must be. Here, no one's understanding of the World Tree could compare to his.

Just at this time, a "knock knock knock" knocking sound came from the cover covering the Little Angel.

Ang poked the cover with his finger, reached in, sensed for a while, then broke the cover and stuffed the round ball in.

The moment the round ball was stuffed in, Ang sealed the breach with the Corpse-Wrapping Holy Seal again, ensuring that not too many fluctuations leaked out.

Not long after, the Little Angel broke the cover and walked out, holding the round ball in her hands, walked to Ang, and raised it high: "Ao!"

Ang rubbed her head, but the moment his hand was placed on it, the Little Angel's form began to shatter, finally leaving only wings and white crystals.

Negris said, shocked: "This... what's going on? Is she okay? Is it this dangerous?"

No movement could be sensed inside the stone cover. Because of the Corpse-Wrapping Holy Seal, even Ang couldn't see what happened inside. He didn't expect it to be so dangerous, even the Little Angel's form was shattered.

Although the shattering of the Star God body form wasn't a fatal injury, being able to shatter the form meant it could affect the white crystals.

Even Ang hesitated for a moment, didn't shake his head directly, but instead swept his intent over the white crystals. Although it was certainly fine—with him there, the Little Angel couldn't die—but if this Star God body was damaged now, it could also be considered a major injury.

A phantom emerged from the white crystals, re-condensing the Little Angel's form, but the form was a bit faint, not as solid as before. Clearly, she was still injured.

"Ao!" Ang shouted at her.

This time the Little Angel didn't argue, but nodded obediently, circled to the bright side where she could be illuminated by the sun, and spread her wings wide.

Ang turned his attention to the round ball, held both sides with his hands, and pulled hard.

The round ball had already been sintered with high heat. After pulling again, high heat appeared inside again, and a series of screams immediately rang out from the round ball: "Hot hot hot!! Stop, stop, stop, stop quickly, stop quickly ah ah!!"

Negris asked curiously: "Didn't you engrave the Corpse-Wrapping Holy Seal? Why can its voice be transmitted?"

Anthony noticed this question and explained for Ang: "The lord inlaid Mithril threads and nested a set of sound-amplifying magic patterns, which can convert the intent inside into sound."

"Oh." Negris realized.

After burning for a while, the screams in the round ball began to knot. Only then did Ang stop and look at Anthony.

Good, it was his turn to go on stage. Anthony, who had long been prepared, stepped forward and said in a flat tone: "You are that guy Ge-burg mentioned, right? Very good, Ge-burg has already sold you to us. From now on, you are our slave."

"Ge... who is Ge-burg?" The voice in the round ball was a bit stunned, a bit blank. Sold? Slave? Ge-burg? How were these words so strange?

"Oh, I understand. The situation is like this: we call your Divine Star Gamezburg, because your Divine Star's spectrum converted into sound waves will emit the sound 'Ge—Maiz—Pfft'. So they who came first simply named themselves Ge-burg, Mai-burg. You should be Zi-burg, and Ge-burg is the owner of the Star Dome Seal Cloth."

Speaking of this, Anthony smiled and said: "It said it has become an independent individual, doesn't want to live the previous life anymore, and wants to borrow your head to exchange for freedom."

(End of chapter)