Chapter 1671

On a patch of rubble a few kilometers wide nearby, the king and everyone gathered together, casually dug a pit in the ground, and then lit a flame of the undead.

This undead flame, which in the Temple of the Undead requires the offerings of many believers to burn, in the king's hand is just a flame that can be easily kindled.

After lighting the undead flame, the king pointed at it and said: "The best way to pass on undead beings is through the undead flame; every soul contributes its knowledge and wisdom to the undead flame, and every soul can also draw from the undead flame what it needs—this is the best way for the Undead Empire to continue its legacy."

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si, however, asked in confusion: "Then why is there no undead flame in the Palace of Repose?"

"You are it, aren't you?" the king said irritably: "And besides, how many people with brains are there in the Palace of Repose? No one came to offer sacrifices when it was built."

"So you mean you captured me just to make me serve the function of the undead flame?" Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked.

The king ignored him and continued: "The undead flame has a major flaw, because while everyone can contribute wisdom to it, some people's wisdom is more profound, some are somewhat biased, and if too much accumulates, it creates conflict, and in the end, no one knows who is right and who is wrong."

Anthony, Ursman, Imre, and Hissro all nodded in unison, for they were all too aware of the seriousness of this problem.

This is what is called information pollution: when a few false pieces of knowledge are mixed into a hundred true ones, the cost of filtering out the false knowledge is greater than the cost of memorizing the hundred pieces of knowledge.

"Passing on false wisdom is worse than a blank sheet of paper, so at this point we need some correct methods of transmission to correct it, such as the God of Knowledge."

Saying this, the king scratched his head, somewhat regretfully saying: "Later events you also know—I captured a God of Common Sense, and Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge here only repeats others' knowledge; if that knowledge is wrong, then it will also be wrong, and its function is not much different from the undead flame."

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si flew into a rage and lunged to choke the king's neck: "You old immortal, you've framed me."

The king gave him a knock on the head, sending him flying back.

Anthony quickly changed the subject, asking: "So, Your Majesty, did you then create the Brass Book?"

The king shook his head: "The Brass Book was not made by me; I found it when I was young, but I never knew what it was for until Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge came along, and I felt this thing could be used, so I gave the Brass Book to him; the subsequent uses were actually discovered by you all."

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si exclaimed in surprise: "The Brass Book wasn't even made by you?"

The king said irritably: "How could I have made it? I'm not an alchemist."

"So the Brass Book is something you picked up to replace me?" Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si snapped.

"Isn't there no replacement? I hadn't even figured out the specific use of the Brass Book when I gave it to you—I hoped you could research this thing and contribute your abilities to the continuation and legacy of the Undead Empire, but I never expected the faith storm would suddenly descend." The king said helplessly.

Ursman said thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, if your Brass Book is for continuation and legacy, then could it be that the Foreign Specters are also for continuation and legacy?"

The king spread his hands: "Then I don't know. If you find the answer, remember to tell me."

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked: "Then, you old immortal, do you know who made this thing? Who did you get it from?"

The king said: "I snatched it, but I don't remember from whom—it was too long ago. But though I didn't know who made it back then, now that I think back, I can roughly guess who it was, because only he has the ability to make such a thing."

"Who?" Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si and Anthony asked in unison, exchanging a glance, seeing the same expression in each other's eyes.

"The Chrono Ancient Dragon!" everyone said in unison, uttering a name.

The king nodded: "Most likely it was him, though I don't rule out that it might be a god who fell midway, but across the entire chaos, besides me, only it emphasizes legacy and continuation."

The Chrono Ancient Dragon indeed values legacy greatly; its bloodline resonance is a talent for bloodline inheritance—anyone with dragon blood, whether true dragon, ancient dragon, lesser dragon, dragonkin, or dragon person, can inherit through bloodline and evolve all the way to the level of the primordial ancient dragon.

As for the king, if it weren't for Ange, his Undead Empire would have long been destroyed—what legacy would there be? Just blowing hot air.

"So, the Foreign Specters are very likely a weapon for legacy, destroying so many god-stars to preserve data?" Anthony concluded at last.

But after concluding, everyone stared at each other, then unanimously sighed.

"This conclusion is too absurd—I reserve my opinion." The king said.

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si also said: "I also reserve my opinion."

In the end, everyone reserved their opinion, then moved on to the next topic.

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked: "Then, you old immortal, is your Shattered Star ability forged inside the god-star?"

The king said: "Yes, Ange, I pass on my forging insights to you—you go find a god-star with about fifty thousand times the pressure and forge yourself there; no need to go through what I did, trying from childhood to adulthood."

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si chuckled: "Already forging—Ange is already forging himself inside a god-star with about sixty thousand times the pressure; I said he must have sensed that the internal pressure of the god-star benefits the stellar body, which is why he's lingered so long at the Sixth God-Star."

"Oh? Already forged the body? Then good—according to my experience, if the pressure is sufficient, one year is enough to shatter a star." The king said.

Ange nodded.

Ursman, however, asked: "Your Majesty, if the body size differs, will the time not also differ?"

The king said, somewhat puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si explained: "Ange's stellar body is a four-kilometer-tall giant skeleton; body size differs—will the forging time not also differ?"

The king slapped his thigh bone: "Great! A larger body is excellent—the larger the body, the more increment it can hold; my current body is already near the limit of increment."

Thinking of something, the king fell into deep thought for a while, then said regretfully: "Too bad I can't use the method to increase body size—I don't have Ange's amount of increment; only he can use this method to increase body size."

With Ange's current ability, he can at any time manifest a larger skeleton for the king, but even with a larger skeleton, the king doesn't have enough increment to fill it—he doesn't have as many god-star citizens as Ange does.

If the body isn't filled, the ability to shatter stars is lost; if unable to virtualize, in the void one cannot even take a step, and relying on the pull of stellar embodiment, it's feared that even hundreds of thousands of years couldn't cross a side path.

Thinking this, the king temporarily gave up the idea of further enlarging himself, and instead asked: "How are you and Kelania doing? Do you want me to go chop it down?"

Everyone's hearts stirred—here it came, here it came—the once king has returned.