Chapter 1513

The Monarch was almost bored to death. He was not an undead creature who enjoyed sleeping. Usually, he would clamor to go out and hack people, but when there was no one to hack, he would rather cultivate a few small vegetable plots in the Palace of Rest, summoning a few small skeletons to play at farming, than go into deep slumber.

When he first learned that there were other worlds beyond the main plane, his reaction was excitement; he would rather abandon the Black Crystal Body he had already broken through with than fail to project himself into the Starburst Plane to start over.

After Ang settled the Ancient Divine Light, his first reaction was also to have Ang throw him out so he could break through the Great Desert of Energy Levels and start over in the Divine Light Alliance.

In essence, the Monarch is that kind of restless old guy who is always thinking about making some big moves.

However, these ten years had almost suffocated him. Except for the Gomez Fortress that had yet to arrive and the Star-Migrator hiding far away, the entire Boundless Land was almost entirely Ang's territory. He wanted to hack someone but didn't know where anyone was.

So, during this time, he had been holed up on the Star-Migrator's main body, trying to find some new fun.

Although he had gained quite a bit, they were small, trivial things after all. Now, hearing that Ang had opened a rift in the barrier, his first reaction was: "I want to go out!"

After giving a few instructions, he cut off his soul connection with Luoke, then came to the triangular gap. Finding that everyone was already outside, he was so anxious that he just clung to the gap and shouted there.

"Eh, it's you, old immortal? Your head is too big to squeeze through. What a pity, you'd better just stay at home." Naigelis finally seized the opportunity and immediately began to tease him.

Can this be called a big head? A skeleton's skull has no skin, flesh, or tendons; it's smooth and bare.

"Ang, open it a little wider, just enough for me to squeeze my head through. I'll take my bones apart and stuff them through," the Monarch said anxiously.

Ang scratched his skull in confusion, drilled back, opened the Boundless Gate, and tilted his head to look at him.

The Monarch's old face flushed red: "Haha, the Boundless Gate can be used now? You dead child, why didn't you say so earlier? Honestly."

After saying this, he drilled in and came out from the other side of the Boundless Gate.

The Boundless Gate just couldn't pass the Star-God main body; other objects were still quite easy to pass through.

Actually, the Star-God main body could also pass through, but the consumption was too great, making it a bit not worth the loss.

The other end of the Boundless Gate was shrouded in black mist. As soon as the Monarch stepped out, he immediately felt something and took a deep breath. A large amount of black mist surged into his skull along his nasal cavity.

Don't look at the fact that a skeleton's nasal cavity and eye sockets are all holes; only when devouring the soul fire of other undead creatures can soul energy enter the cranial cavity so smoothly.

Other things, such as impure soul energy like death aura, cannot pass directly into the cranial cavity. This is the same as the human blood-brain barrier; it is a protective mechanism.

The Monarch inhaled a large mouthful of black mist, his spirit lifted: "Such strong soul energy."

"Is this soul energy? Can you absorb it directly?" Naigelis asked suspiciously.

"I can. This black mist is even stronger than the Chaos Mist, and the energy density is at least three times higher," the Monarch said.

"Can you control all this black mist like you did in the Chaos Plane?" Naigelis asked.

If the Chaos Mist is treated as the corpse of a Star-God, then controlling the Chaos Mist is equivalent to controlling a corpse. Back then, the Monarch used this point to control all the Chaos Mist in the entire Chaos Plane and refine it into a Source Body.

If the Monarch could do this now and refine a new Source Body, I wonder if his strength would increase significantly?

The Monarch shook his head: "How is that possible? Back then, the Chaos Mist in the Chaos Plane was ownerless. Now, these black mists all have other people's aura; it's too hard to control. Besides, this amount is too much."

The Chaos Mist in the Chaos Plane was actually very little; it was just dispersed widely, making it seem like a lot. In reality, if gathered together, it might only be a few dozen times less than the Little Fireman Star-God.

However, the total amount of black mist here is dozens of times that of the Little Fireman Star-God. Even if it were ownerless, the Monarch couldn't control it.

"Then can you devour it? To strengthen your own soul," Naigelis asked.

"That I can do. But whose black mist is this? If I devour it, will others come to hack me?" the Monarch asked, eager to try.

Naigelis looked at his posture. Is this what someone afraid of being hacked looks like?

"He is now Ang's subject, don't let your imagination run wild," Naigelis said irritably.

At this moment, Anthony interjected: "Your Majesty, I was just about to ask for your help. Two Star-Scions passed by here just now. They were sent by another branch. I would like to ask you to take action and capture one of them alive."

"Oh? Star-Scions? Just capture one of them alive? What about the other one?" the Monarch asked, puzzled.

"Of course, we have to leave it to go back and report," Anthony said.

The Monarch was too lazy to ask about overly complicated things. After asking for the direction the others had left in, he wanted to chase after them.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment, use this to hold it." Anthony took out a bag sewn from the Holy Shroud: "If the first one dies after being put inside, then go catch the second one."

Anthony didn't know if the Star-Scions here had a forced connection with their Star-God similar to a soul connection. If the connection were broken and their consciousness dissipated, then all they would catch back would be a white crystal.

The Monarch nodded, darted out of the Star-Attraction Body, and then quickly chased in the direction the two Star-Scions had left.

A full four hours later, the Monarch returned, holding the Holy Shroud in his hand, which seemed to be wrapping something.

"They ran really fast. It was hard work catching up, but I caught one, alive. I beat the other one up and let it go," the Monarch said.

"How does Your Majesty feel? How is their strength?" Anthony asked.

The Monarch said: "Much stronger than those guys under Guman Snake before. Hmm, the white crystal strength has doubled, but their combat level is much higher, so they are much stronger."

Anthony nodded. He knew exactly what kind of trash those Star-Scions under Guman Snake were. The Little Fireman Star-God hadn't even hatched, so the Star-Scions lacked inherited combat experience, and then they were gestated by a parasitic vine, making it even more impossible for them to learn any combat techniques.

A sealed space was quickly set up. Everyone entered the space, and only then did the Monarch release the Holy Shroud in his hand.

Almost at the same time he released it, the Holy Shroud exploded completely. A Star-Scion form rushed out from the white crystal and punched toward Anthony, who was closest to him.

"I'll handle it!" Anthony shouted immediately, meeting him at the same time. He was shouting for the Monarch to hear, because the Monarch was already prepared to intercept. If he had shouted a second later, this Star-Scion would have been intercepted by the Monarch.

Anthony spent a little time beating the Star-Scion to the ground, its form exploding and shrinking back into the white crystal, which could be considered a personal verification of how high this Star-Scion's combat level was.

The Star-Scion re-condensed its form, looking at the Monarch and then at Anthony with suspicion. It was one thing for an Incremental Body to be this strong, but why was a Star-Scion also this powerful? Who are these people?

"You're wondering who we are, right? When Laniya sent you to find us, didn't he tell you who we are?" Anthony asked.