Chapter 324: The godhead is dissipating

A lich poked his head out of a bucket not far away, sleepy-eyed, first looked around blankly, then looked at Ang and Negris blankly, yawned, and muttered: "It turns out to be a dream." Then he shrank his head back.

Paused for a few seconds, the lich poked his head out again, and said loudly: "It's not a dream! Ku Ba Da! Who put me in the water! Uh, not water, death breath liquid?"

The lich picked up the death breath liquid and sniffed it, shocked and said: "Why is there so much death breath liquid?"

Then his gaze fell on Ang and Negris, and he asked in surprise: "Who are you? Dora Mi, was it you singing just now!"

The two banshees floated over and saluted: "Soul peace, Lord Du Luo Ken."

"What happened? How could I be soaked in death breath liquid?" Du Luo Ken said while wanting to climb up from the bucket, but as soon as his body moved, he was pressed back by Ang.

"Bold!" Du Luo Ken glared at Ang fiercely.

Ang looked at him in confusion. He saw Ang had no reaction, and was also a little surprised, continuing to stare hard, staring again, his eyeballs were about to stare out, Ang still had no reaction.

Negris poked his head over with a smile, and asked with a smile: "Du Luo Ken, do you know who I am?"

Du Luo Ken looked at him up and down, and asked in surprise: "Huang Tong Dragon? Did Negris give birth to a child?"

"Pfft!" Negris hit the bucket: "I am Negris! I am Negris!"

"Know it, know it, just looking at your lecherous look, I know who you are, teasing you." Du Luo Ken curled his lips and asked: "What happened? Who is this guy? I stared at him and he had no reaction? How did an outsider get into the Rest Palace?"

In the Rest Palace, in order to strengthen management, the subordinates of all undead creatures will be cross-managed, which means that Du Luo Ken can stare at Luoke's subordinates, and the Witch can also stare at Du Luo Ken's subordinates.

In the four sub-palaces, except for Negris who has no subordinates and can't manage others and no one manages him, the other three can cross-pressure other people's subjects.

If Du Luo Ken can't pressure, it's only people from outside, or the King's direct subordinates.

Negris said with a smile: "How can it be an outsider? Can't it be the master?"

Du Luo Ken narrowed his eyes, a very dangerous look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "You betrayed the King?"

He wanted to struggle out of the bucket, but Ang's hand was like a large clamp, firmly pressing him down.

Negris hit the bucket again: "It's the successor personally selected by the King's godhead, what are you talking about."

"Successor? What happened to the King?" Du Luo Ken was shocked, and then frowned tightly: "No, no, let me sort it out, how do I remember that I was in the cemetery, and then the cemetery disconnected from the palace..."

Negris said: "You think again, after disconnecting, what happened to you, did you go to find the way?"

Du Luo Ken frowned and thought, and sat back in the bucket.

As long as he didn't come out, Ang also released the restriction on him.

The newly awakened Du Luo Ken's memory was a bit chaotic. After thinking for a while, he sorted it out and muttered: "I remember His Majesty disconnected the soul connection, vibrated violently, the cemetery and the palace lost contact, I entered the void to explore the way, was hit by space turbulence, and then..."

Muttering to here, Du Luo Ken was shocked: "I died?"

Negris nodded.

"You used the life box to resurrect me?" Du Luo Ken said again.

"Your life box is broken, withered." Negris projected the withered heart of the broken life box just dug out from the grave.

Du Luo Ken is an alchemist, his life box is refined by himself, and he saw at a glance that this thing no longer has recovery value.

"This is my life box? Are you kidding me? You can resurrect me with this thing, don't lie to people, let go, I want to go out." Du Luo Ken said angrily. He felt that Negris was deceiving him, getting an impossible-to-repair life box and insisting it was his.

Immediately, he was pressed back by Ang again.

Du Luo Ken smiled at Ang: "I'll show you a magic trick."

As soon as the words fell, Du Luo Ken's body turned into a cloud of smoke with a bang.

Ang reached out and probed in confusion, grabbed the 'air' above the bucket, and stuffed it back into the bucket.

That cloud of air condensed Du Luo Ken's body in the bucket, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "You can see me?"

Ang tilted his head, a little blankly, you are such a big lump, how could I not see it?

Ang's action and expression looked like a provocation in Du Luo Ken's eyes, and he said fiercely: "Don't be proud, I just woke up and have no energy. When I have energy, I will teach you a lesson."

Negris poked his head over and said with a smile: "You have no chance, he inherited His Majesty's Undead Godhead, and now he is the master of the Rest Palace."

Du Luo Ken blinked, looking at Negris, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, his expression couldn't help but become solemn.

"A thousand years have passed?"

"All souls in the Rest Palace disappeared, leaving only a skeleton that grows vegetables?"

"Ku Ba Da, what kind of luck is this, even the Goddess of Luck doesn't have this kind of luck."

"Luoke is in the bucket next to me? Luoke? Luoke! Why did you die! You died so miserably! Wake up, wake up!"

"The Witch is also missing, most likely perished. The three of us, His Majesty's capable arms, are now only left with me?"

"You? You don't count, you are a prisoner." A casual sentence made the Huang Tong Dragon want to fly up and hit him.

After some communication, Du Luo Ken figured out what happened.

"So, the Lord Ang standing in front of me is a trinity god of Undead, Planting, and Beauty?" Du Luo Ken's expression was like being forcibly stuffed with a big watermelon, his mouth couldn't close.

"Right, he also has two Insect Gods under his command, half a fake God of Harvest, and what else? Sigh, too many, can't remember for a while, like Chinese cabbage." Negris sighed.

Du Luo Ken couldn't help but want to laugh: "The way you brag is so fake."

Negris spread his hands and didn't explain. After he finds out it's not bragging, he will be scared to shit.

"We finished talking about our business, it's your turn. What happened back then? Why did His Majesty disappear?" Negris asked.

Du Luo Ken also spread his hands like him: "How would I know, the cemetery suddenly vibrated, the two dimensions split, I was still sleeping in the grave, and suddenly I couldn't come back. When I wanted to contact the King, the King had already cut off the soul connection."

"When cutting off the soul connection, did His Majesty say anything?" Negris asked.

"The King seemed to say that he was entering the Void Gate, not knowing if he could come back alive, be careful of the soul storm." Du Luo Ken recalled.

Void Gate? Ang and Negris looked at each other, and couldn't help but think of the magnificent gate in the deep sea of the Pale Sea plane.

And the Witch and Du Luo Ken both mentioned the soul storm. What is this thing?

Can't figure it out, Negris had to put it aside for the time being, and turned to ask Du Luo Ken:

"The situation is like this. Now Ang is the master of the Rest Palace. You were saved by Ang. Considering that we were so familiar before, give you two choices, surrender, or destruction?"

This is a choice? Du Luo Ken stared at Negris. After a while, he smiled and said: "I'll show you a magic trick."

After a ping-pong bang, Du Luo Ken was lifted by Ang, shouting unconvinced: "Doesn't count, why is my soul so weak? If you have the ability, let go, let me sleep for a few sleeps, and we will fight after condensing the soul of death."

Negris said unhappily: "You didn't have death before, you just resurrected, it's good to have a soul fire, and you still want the soul of death."

Du Luo Ken never realized a reality. He is just a newly resurrected lich now. From soul to body, everything is new. He thinks the magic trick is very powerful, but under the soul gap, it has no effect at all, so Ang is confused about what he is doing.

Negris said seriously: "No joking, Du Luo Ken, His Majesty has disappeared. There is a great probability that he has perished. Ang has become the new master of the Rest Palace. You either choose to dedicate your soul to him, or we can only seal you temporarily and wait for His Majesty to come back before letting you out."

Du Luo Ken is more familiar with this place than Ang. If there is no mandatory constraint on the soul, it is impossible to let him run around. He is not like these banshees.

Even can't let him out, because the World Transit Station was also built by him. Most of the technology used by the entire Undead Empire comes from Du Luo Ken. No one knows where he left a secret door.

If he doesn't surrender, then he can only be sealed or killed.

Du Luo Ken's expression sank.

Du Luo Ken had no choice. When he confirmed from the banshees and Lamo that it was indeed more than a thousand years later, he very simply dedicated his soul fire to Ang.

A thousand years, the King has not come back. Either perished or trapped. He can't choose to be sealed for that slim possibility. What if the King never comes back?

Returning to his palace, Du Luo Ken soon scolded: "Ku Ba Da, who stole my spare gold-touching suit!"

Negris put the cloak on his body, put the hat on his head, and flew over swinging the gold-touching stick: "How can you say steal, I saw no one wanted it, so I picked it up and used it."

Du Luo Ken said unhappily: "The shit on the ground is also unwanted, why don't I see you pick it up and use it."

Zeng zeng zeng, the little zombie ran over quickly, the soul armor on his hand changed into a long-handled clip, looked left and right, didn't see the shit, so he looked at Du Luo Ken with a confused tilt of his head.

Negris laughed: "How do you know no one picks up shit, natural farm fertilizer."

Du Luo Ken was blank, this painting style, why is it a bit wrong? It seems something is wrong.

Forget it, Du Luo Ken didn't want to tangle with these, turned to Negris and said: "Cloak and hat forget it, return the gold-touching stick to me."

"Don't return, you make another one." The gold-touching stick is so easy to use, how can it be returned? Not only not return, he also wants Du Luo Ken to teach him more precise operations.

"You say it simply, this is made of refined gold, secret silver, star realm gemstones, and World Tree branches. Refined gold and secret silver are easy to find, star realm gemstones and World Tree branches I go..." Du Luo Ken said impatiently, until an arm-thick World Tree branch floated in front of him, along with a handful of star realm gemstones.

"Ku Ba Da, did the Tree of Life also die? Or was it cut down by you, such a big branch?" Du Luo Ken almost jumped up: "Also, what's going on with these star realm gemstones? So many?"

"We cut down many World Trees, as many as you want. You can even use World Trees to make coffins."

"Hehe, I believe your ghost." Du Luo Ken curled his lips and said: "Lend the gold-touching stick to me, I will return it to you after making a new one."

"Give me the new one, I don't want your second-hand goods." Negris said.

"Even if it's new, it's all touched by me, love it or not." Du Luo Ken said unhappily.

With the gold-touching stick in hand, Du Luo Ken's alchemy was easily exerted. In two or three strokes, the new gold-touching stick was refined.

If there is no gold-touching stick, he has to cut wood first, then engrave magic patterns, carve the base, filigree, inlay, connect the circuit...

Seeing him refine it so easily, Negris brought another bundle of World Tree branches and said: "Help my believers refine one too."

"Are you crazy? Help your believers refine? How many believers do you have?" Du Luo Ken almost jumped and scolded.

"One." Negris said shamefully.

Du Luo Ken's face stagnated, didn't say anything more, refined a gold-touching stick quickly and stuffed it to him, and patted his shoulder.

With the gold-touching stick, alchemy is no longer a troublesome thing. As long as there are enough materials, Du Luo Ken can soon set up a set of equipment.

He just resurrected, his soul and body are weak, so he hurriedly refined a few good things to support the scene.

Good equipment naturally needs good materials, and then he found: "Why do you have everything? Boundless crystal? Star meteorite iron? Empty bubble stone? Divine wood? Uh... what is this? Faith elemental power, is this a godhead? You planted it? Godhead can be planted?"

Ang only then discovered that the godhead planted in the farm had actually matured.

Using mature to describe it is obviously incorrect. It can only be said that it can exist independently away from the flower bud.

"Ripe? Does that mean we have enough six godheads?" Negris suddenly remembered something and said excitedly.

Ang nodded, but was not interested. Enough six godheads, uh, maybe seven, can try to open that magnificent gate, but Ang has no interest at all. The gate behind can't grow land.

"Are you talking about the Void Gate?" Hearing Ang and Negris's words, Du Luo Ken asked in confusion.

"Right, you seemed to have mentioned the Void Gate just now. According to eyewitness descriptions, His Majesty entered that gate and never came back. Do you know what is behind the gate?" Negris asked.

"It's just the void, the gate leading to the void. As for which position in the void it leads to, I don't know. And have you noticed that this godhead is dissipating, and it has shrunk a circle compared to just now." ===== CHAPTER 325 =====