Chapter 1626

Lania fell silent, not only closing her mouth but also restraining her divine light, a thick hard shell rising on her body surface, wrapping her entire form, and then she fled.

They were putting on a show here, originally a trap to lure ghost guides, but they hadn't expected to not only lure the ghost guides but also attract alien ghosts—what else could they do? Run.

Seeing Ange immediately sensed something was wrong, because the spatial depression in the distance was rapidly disappearing, indicating the original massive object was gone; by the time Seeing Ange rushed over, there was no trace of Lania or those rock-shell god stars.

"Running this fast?" Nai Ge Li Si said in astonishment.

As for the other rock-shell god stars, no need to mention them—though their mass wasn't small, compared to Lania, they weren't even in the same league; it was normal for them to run faster, and if they had fled early, since Lania was still in place, Seeing Ange wouldn't even have been able to detect their escape from spatial changes.

But why was Lania running this fast? From Seeing Ange sensing the spatial depression vanishing to now completely losing her trail, only a short dozen minutes had passed—this brief time was utterly insufficient for her to move beyond her gravitational range, let alone make the spatial depression vanish entirely.

The greater the mass of an object, the greater its effect on space; Lania's mass meant its spatial disturbance could be felt even two or three sections away, and one could even glide using these undulations.

But now, the disturbance had vanished—could it be that in just a dozen minutes, the other party had already run to a distance of two sections?

"It's not that they ran too far, but that they made their 'mass' disappear, just like those rock-shell god stars—this should be their method of hiding themselves," Ursman said.

"Make their own mass disappear?"

Ursman nodded: "You haven't noticed? This cavity isn't very large—at least it hasn't left Lania's gravitational range—but the surrounding matter isn't falling toward Lania and those god stars; why?"

Ursman's words were a bit hard to grasp, but having experienced the Silent Dead Sea, everyone still understood: the gravity range of the Silent Dead Sea's abyssal core is vast, and within it, no matter belts exist—everything has been sucked into the core.

Only those matter belts far from the core maintain a balance, until the projection of Gammez Fortress passed by, the core gravity suddenly strengthened, and they began to fall toward the core.

Now this cavity obviously has some force propping it up, keeping it stable.

Everyone looked at each other, finally turning to Seeing Ange—they had no idea what force was keeping the cavity stable.

Seeing Ange came to his senses, scratching his head: "Light pressure."

Ursman slapped his thigh: "Ah, I get it—no wonder he was desperately emitting divine light; besides luring Daliso, it also produced light pressure to prop open the cavity."

Nai Ge Li Si hesitated: "You mean, that divine light isn't just for scolding people, but can also prop open cavities? Isn't that equivalent to a person pointing at surrounding matter clouds and scolding, scolding those matter clouds open?"

Nai Ge Li Si's analogy was a bit abstract; everyone stared blankly for a while before saying: "Seems about right—if the voice is loud enough, it really can shake things open; when you were still a dragon, loud roaring would certainly shake away mist."

Comparing it to dragons and mist made it even more vivid, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"So now that Lania has withdrawn her divine light, what is she using to cover herself, suppress gravity, and then slip away?" Nai Ge Li Si asked.

Ursman nodded: "Probably like this—matter clouds obscure many things; without gravity or spatial depression, we'd struggle to find their traces in the matter clouds."

Nai Ge Li Si looked up: "Seeing Ange, can you tell which way they ran?"

"This way." Seeing Ange pointed forward.

Antony asked: "My lord, how do you know he ran this way? Any traces?"

Antony had to ask—my lord is good in every way, just too lazy to speak; if we don't know what traces to look for, it means every time we need Seeing Ange to discern and guide, and it'd be better to clarify now so we won't have to ask Seeing Ange again later.

"Looseness, different." Seeing Ange gathered a clump of matter.

The so-called matter cloud refers to suspended material formed by vast amounts of matter diffusing in void, containing solid water, solid gas, rock, sand, solidified stellar flame—basically everything, inconsistent in size, presenting a uniform diffused state.

But this clump of matter Seeing Ange gathered was like loose sand that had been squeezed by something, then after stopping began to diffuse again, yet its diffusion degree differed from that of undisturbed matter.

Ursman immediately realized: "Different diffusion degree—just like mud passed through by earthworms, it definitely leaves traces; these matters have all been pressed."

Everyone present lacked the ability to macroscopically observe the surroundings; they were far smaller than that 'earthworm,' the traces Lania pressed out reached diameters of millions of kilometers, they couldn't even see the end at a glance, let alone notice the difference in diffusion degree from other places.

"Chase." Antony said.

A group of ghost lamellae followed Lania's pressed traces forward, chasing for a while, everyone found this too slow, wanting Seeing Ange to throw them ahead.

Seeing Ange shook his head, grabbed Nai Ge Li Si and lightly tossed him; after everyone caught up, they saw a dirt-faced Nai Ge Li Si, reduced in size by a notch.

"Damn……damn it, why are you using me to demonstrate? You shook your head—couldn't you just state the reason directly? Why must you use me to demonstrate? I got tossed by you like this, bumped all the way, my form nearly smashed to nothing by things on the road." Nai Ge Li Si said angrily.

"Ah, that's how it is." Antony slapped his thigh, sincerely saying: "Nai Ge my lord, my lord uses you to demonstrate for a reason—because only you can fully translate my lord's meaning; without letting you personally experience it, how could one translate my lord's meaning clearly and concisely? This task belongs to none but you."

"Really like that?" Nai Ge Li Si eyed Seeing Ange suspiciously.

Seeing Ange nodded—this was indeed true, tossing Nai Ge Li Si once meant he himself wouldn't need to speak and explain.

"Alright, next time give a warning before tossing, don't leave me bewildered." Nai Ge Li Si accepted the explanation, hands on hips, saying proudly.

Daliso interjected timely: "Mainly because we're too weak—later when we find the god star, we'll first slaughter a few to supplement our bodies."

"Huh? Slaughter god stars? How to supplement?" Nai Ge Li Si asked in astonishment.

Daliso glanced at Seeing Ange, somewhat reacted, saying: "Anything goes—my lord only needs the star soul, the rest is our gain; how do you usually supplement your forms?"

"We? We are the wanderer's lamellae; he supplements his form, and we follow suit in supplementing ours." Nai Ge Li Si explained.

Daliso stared blankly for a good while before saying resentfully: "My lord treats you all too well—is this the treatment of close kin?"