Chapter 1680

The king and Anthony aren't fools—how could they possibly give the other side a star skeleton capable of infiltrating the core of a godstar?

Inside, restrictions had long been set; as long as Lania dared to infuse increment and temper her body to the point of virtualization, Seeing Ange would have gladly accepted a virtualizable increment-body, a giant star skeleton four thousand meters tall.

Lania shouted in protest: "How could that be? I already checked—there are no restrictions inside, and all your marks and auras have been removed by me."

The king sneered: "If you can't see it, you just can't see it—with your level, how could you possibly see through our restrictions?"

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Though he said that aloud, the king's heart secretly trembled—Seeing Ange's restriction, laid down with the Beauty God Fist, was unrecognizable even to Lania; fortunately, Seeing Ange is our own child—if he were an enemy, the body he gave couldn't be touched.

"Impossible—I am a godstar, the greatest source of increment in the void; no restriction exists that I cannot identify, unless it is the power of rules." Lania declared firmly.

The king pondered: Does the Beauty God Fist belong to the power of rules?

It seems it truly does—gods establish rules, followers obey them to use divine arts, and the Beauty God Fist is a divine art.

However, divine art belongs to a low tier of rule-power, capable only of producing effects within a small range; the area covered by this small range is called the god's domain.

Yet this low-tier rule-power, when wielded by Seeing Ange, can even make a godstar fail to identify it—clearly, this is no longer rule-power, but Seeing Ange's own power.

Thinking this through, the king spread his hands and said: "The fact is, you truly cannot identify this restriction—so you are weak. Bring out any techniques you have, or else we two will blast you to pieces."

As he spoke, the king and another giant star skeleton resumed combat—this time they no longer played the cat-and-mouse game, but instead clashed head-on, fist to fist—oh, no flesh, fist to bone—one void explosion after another erupted, stirring the surrounding starflame into turmoil.

At this rate, within a few hundred years, Lania's increment will be completely consumed.

Lania was so anxious she nearly cried— as an ancient godstar, she has hundreds of ways to extinguish star skeletons, but none can be used from within the body.

Godstars never guard against things falling onto them, for their true form is the most powerful weapon in the void.

Their surface temperature reaches several thousand degrees, core temperature tens of millions of degrees—no substance can exist in such conditions without being incinerated.

Being the ultimate weapon themselves, who would worry about an enemy drilling into the barrel of a weapon?

But now, not only has someone drilled in, but they can also withstand the high temperature without being annihilated—Lania is instantly at a loss.

Originally, I thought I could trick an increment-body out of them, then after driving the king away, I could use the same method to extend my own lifespan—never expecting the other side to have anticipated me, deploying a restriction I couldn't even see through.

Now he has handed over the virtualizable increment-body he tempered—never mind the loss of increment; if they continue like this, they will soon exhaust my lifespan.

This cannot go on—fight to the death——

While locked in fierce combat with the giant star skeleton, the king suddenly noticed pressure nearby increasing at a geometric rate, the surrounding starflame growing ever more viscous and hot.

"What's happening?" the king asked doubtfully, while feeding back the situation to Anthony and others, and swiftly swimming upstream.

In the starflame, visibility is severely limited—the king actually cannot see far into the distance; besides detecting the pressure surge, he knows nothing of what exactly is occurring.

As he rose, moving farther from the core, pressure decreased and temperature dropped accordingly.

The king halted at this position, carefully observing his surroundings, and discovered vast amounts of starflame flowing downward.

As the saying goes, water flows downhill—but the godstar's starflame flows upward; with increment continually decaying, the starflame's volume increases, causing internal starflame to ceaselessly flow toward the surface.

Now this process has been reversed—meaning the volume of starflame in the core region is not increasing, but actually decreasing.

Not long after, Anthony's side concluded: "Your Majesty, this godstar may be collapsing into a Devouring Abyss."

"What? A Devouring Abyss? Becoming like that Great Maw? That would be a downgrade." The king asked, bewildered.

The king knows the Great Maw of the Abyss—it and Lania, as a branch lord, are not even in the same tier; if Lania were to transform into a Devouring Abyss, wouldn't that mean she dropped several levels?

Anthony said: "We calculated—if Lania transforms into a Devouring Abyss, it would be a Devouring Abyss seven hundred and eighty thousand times larger than the Great Maw."

"Seven—seven hundred and eighty thousand times?" The king was stunned by the number, murmuring in disbelief.

"Indeed, seven hundred and eighty thousand times—Lord Nai Ge calculated it; it should be correct." Anthony said.

Since it was Lord Nai Ge who calculated it, the king naturally had no doubt about its accuracy—though the number is still too large, leaving him dazed for a while.

After a long while, the king finally asked: "If he transforms into a Devouring Abyss, what will happen to me?"

"Your Majesty, you may not withstand such immense pressure and would be directly crushed."

"Crushed? Wouldn't virtualization help?" the king asked.

"Probably not—Lord possesses the Devouring Origin; even a Devouring Abyss of the Great Maw's mass would be enough to shatter consciousness." Anthony said.

The king exhaled and said: "Well then, I'll upload my memories and have Seeing Ange revive me—fortunately, Seeing Ange can now manifest the Black Crystal Soul, otherwise I'd have to start from scratch, which would be too painful."

Earlier, when sent to the Starburst Array and the Feilie Empire, the king had cultivated from a single spark of soul-fire; repeating the old process is truly painful, and this isn't even the first time doing it again.

"Very well, but Your Majesty, Lord wishes you to first rise to a depth of about one thousand kilometers above the godstar's surface. Lord wishes to test whether he can pull you back." Anthony said.

"Has Seeing Ange awakened? Drag him back? How?" the king asked doubtfully, though his body had already begun floating upward.

Seeing Ange hadn't slept—he was merely focused on tempering his body, with no spare attention for the outside world, much like being asleep.

Without virtualization, in this viscous starflame, a physical body would be unable to move an inch; but the energy form after virtualization can slip through the starflame's gaps like a fish, quickly reaching a point about one thousand kilometers below the surface.

Just as he stopped, intending to inform Anthony of his arrival, a hand bone suddenly jutted out from before him and seized the king's skull.

A stream of information entered the king's soul from the hand bone: "Twist off, head."

The king froze for a moment—then the hand bone jerked violently, twisting his skull around.

Only then did the king understand—he immediately relaxed his control over the neck bone, and his head came off easily. If he hadn't cooperated, his head could not have been twisted off.

Then the hand bone, gripping the king's head, shot back with a whoosh.

Like squeezing a thick piece of cowhide, when it reappeared, the king found himself at the midpoint of the Sixth Godstar.

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