Chapter 1627

Damn it, what did I just hear? These close kin don't work, while the Wanderer Lord goes out to work and support them? Damn it, is this how close kin are treated? Why didn't I meet the Lord sooner?

Daliso was so jealous his face twisted—he doesn't know the Wanderer, nor any other Wanderers, only talking about those god-stars: which god-star isn't raised to death by attached stars starving themselves? How come here, it's the Wanderer Lord supporting them?

Really damn it, this Anthony is still human—using human society as an example, which noble lord works himself to earn money to support the serfs on his land? Aren't the serfs the ones farming and feeding the noble lord?

Just by degree of attachment to a person, they're higher than serfs—at least serfs have free thoughts. Damn close kin……

Daliso's thoughts were transmitted into the soul network, and Nage Li Si and others blinked: "Is it badmouthing us? Is it standing up for Ange?"

Everyone looked ashamed, Anthony said: "What it said actually makes sense—even the Holy Light Church has believers offering to gods, only the Lord has always insisted on equivalent exchange, but now we can't offer equivalent of our own abilities."

Nage Li Si pouted: "What's this got to do with us? This guy leveled up too fast—we can't keep up, and he doesn't even like what we can offer; his favorite is still growing vegetables—if he wants something, he just grows it himself, so what offering?"

Anthony quickly said: "Lord Nage, you can't keep calling him 'Lord' with other titles— in the soul network it's fine, but don't let him hear it outside, or he'll get suspicious."

"Let him get suspicious— isn't there a consciousness seal? What are you afraid of?" Nage Li Si asked, confused.

"I still need to pump it for info—I'll talk after I'm done." Anthony said.

Actually, he was still a bit worried—the consciousness seal might not hold the other party; Luomorol is an example, Dilidis is an example, the sixth god-star is an example.

When cornered, they seemed not to care about going extreme—for instance, Dilidis just self-destructed outright.

Who knows if Daliso has other life-saving tricks—first get the important info out of him, then talk.

But now their setup is direct close kin of foreign wraiths—some info can't be asked directly, or it'd expose that Ange isn't a foreign wraith—don't they even know that?

Now suddenly approaching from the angle of supplementing form, Daliso had no suspicion—only jealousy, which just happens to be a point that won't make him suspicious—Anthony naturally followed up: "How do you usually supplement your form?"

"Find some dark stars or aging god-stars, kill them—if you can win, fight; if not, shout for the Lord." Daliso said.

Huh, this routine feels so familiar—everyone looked at Anthony—isn't this his divine skill—Lord, save me?

Seeing no one objected, Daliso went on: "When we meet dark stars or aging god-stars on the road, we all rush up, blow it up, give the star souls to the Lord, and split the increase among us—how about that?"

Anthony immediately said: "No problem, but we've always been under the Lord's protection and haven't fought much—you need to teach us some combat techniques."

"Simple, take this." After speaking, he flicked a consciousness imprint at each person—inside were all kinds of wraith-layer combat techniques.

Nage Li Si checked it, then in the soul network said disdainfully: "So simple—just physical attacks, all using shadows for physical cutting. I thought there'd be Ange's style—just a clap to tuck star souls in."

"Uh, Lord Nage, you're asking too much—it's not a foreign wraith, just a single layer—how would it tuck anything in?" Anthony said angrily.

This little fat dragon, always using the Lord as the standard— that standard's too high.

"Does wraith folding need more than one layer?" Ursman suddenly asked.

Anthony's eyes lit up: "Possible—we'll try when we get the chance. This trick of making shadows exert physical cutting ability actually suits me well—I used to be the Black Warrior Emperor."

"Ah? Emperor? You're still an emperor?" Hisiro didn't know this, hearing it, he couldn't help but stand up in respect.

"Uh…… not that emperor——'Emperor' is just a rank name for Black Warriors, I just made up this category casually back then, but 'Emperor' isn't wrong— the Pope is also an emperor." Anthony said ruefully.

"You're still proud of being a pope—I'm the God of Knowledge and I haven't said anything."

"You're the God of Common Sense……"

After bickering a few sentences, Anthony suddenly said: "Lord Nage, condense into a sharp shadow—I'll throw you out to test."

"Why not you condense into a sharp shadow and let Ange throw you out? Your strength is so weak—how far can you throw?" Nage Li Si said disdainfully.

Anthony immediately extended his form, quickly turning into a shadow—compared to the aura-shadow when Daliso and Star Yan fought physically before, it's just a different shape.

"You throw—throw it out, then pull me back." Anthony said.

Nage Li Si pressed down on Anthony's sharp-shadow form, shoved hard forward—the sharp shadow instantly pierced into the material cloud ahead.

Nage Li Si then linked up with Anthony's consciousness, pulled hard back—four or five seconds later, the sharp shadow flew back upside down.

Because the shape is a sharp rod, cross-sectional area is tiny—stabbed into the material cloud, the loss to form is minimal.

And Nage Li Si's one push, one pull confirmed that wraith layers can serve as anchor points for each other—just like stellar body-pull, except stellar body-pull is interaction between main body and pulled body, whereas now two people need to cooperate.

"This isn't very flexible—I still have to communicate with you how to throw and how to pull." Nage Li Si said disdainfully.

Daliso was shocked by Nage Li Si's tone: "Uh, this is already pretty good— as long as two people cooperate, we can move fast—whether fighting or dodging, we'll be much more flexible. You just mastered shadow solidification, and already developed this practical ability—very impressive."

"Two people cooperating—how can that beat one person being flexible? Ange, give us another layer—one each, let's play with it." Nage Li Si said.

Ange threw each of them a new layer—now everyone had two layers.

Everyone happily took their new layers, following Anthony's pointers, constantly familiarizing themselves with new uses—only Daliso stared blankly at his new layer, then blankly at Ange.

This…… this is how close kin are treated? A casual sentence just doubles your power?