Chapter 389: Entering the Black Crystal Body

After the Witch said this decisively, she found that everyone was looking at her silently, which made her unable to help but hesitate: "What? Did I guess wrong?"

"You didn't guess wrong, but didn't you just say that you knew all the vegetable-planting skeletons? Why don't you know him?" Nage lisi asked.

The Witch shouted: "Hey, why are you like this? Always remembering these irrelevant things. I just said it casually. Who could have thought it would be such a coincidence? The farm barrier was managed by His Majesty himself. If there were skeletons I didn't know, they could only be those vegetable-planting skeletons."

Everyone's spirits were lifted: "Managed by His Majesty himself?"

The Witch said: "Of course, the farm was created by him when he was bored to pass the time. Of course, he has to manage it himself. Otherwise, how to pass the time?"

Du Luo Ken said in disbelief: "But... but I haven't seen His Majesty go to the farm. Usually, he doesn't even get close."

The Witch rolled her eyes: "If His Majesty went personally, those vegetable-planting skeletons could still live? Of course, he projected over. He would project into a Golden Skeleton and then resurrect a bunch of small skeletons to manage it."

Hearing the words 'Golden Skeleton', Ang immediately projected his thought onto that black crystal skeleton, carefully distinguishing the aura remaining on the skeleton, and then shook his head: "Not the Lord."

As a low-level vegetable-planting skeleton, Ang only knew one Golden Skeleton, which was the Lord who created him. Unfortunately, it was different from the aura remaining on this skeleton.

However, he also knew this aura, because this aura also remained in the Palace of Rest, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to step into the palace range for many years, until his skeleton couldn't hold on, and he bravely stepped in.

The Witch spread her hands: "Of course, I won't let you know. If you knew, who else in the palace wouldn't know? Then everyone would be rushing to fertilize and water it. How could His Majesty play?"

Du Luo Ken thought about it, and it was indeed the case. Don't think that no one would curry favor in the Palace of Rest. At least Du Luo Ken, if he knew the farm was managed by His Majesty, would design a set of fully automatic timing watering, harvesting, and sowing systems the first time, so that His Majesty wouldn't have to be so 'tired'.

Even if stopped by His Majesty, he would go to watch from time to time, clap and cheer outside the farm, so that His Majesty could play more 'comfortably'.

Therefore, the vegetable-planting skeletons in the farm were the only batch the Witch didn't know.

Nage lisi was very disappointed: "What is this? Just this? I thought there was something special. This is just a retired old farmer managing a flower garden for self-entertainment. Then why can he inherit the Undead Godhood? Why can't I, the dignified God of Knowledge?"

The Witch said with a smile: "Property has no right of inheritance."

Before Nage lisi could explode, the Witch hurriedly changed the subject: "According to what you said, he inherited the Undead Godhood and the Palace of Rest? Then what about the Goddess of Beauty? How did this magical means come about? It definitely isn't Undead Divine Art. If Undead Godhood had this ability, I would have opened a beauty club long ago."

Du Luo Ken scratched his nose awkwardly, and Nage lisi also giggled.

"What do you mean? Did you really open a beauty club?" The Witch was stunned.

Nage lisi said proudly: "It's a bit bigger than that, called the City of the Goddess of Beauty. Let me tell you, there are many items inside, there is this, this, that, that, this, that."

The Witch listened with her beautiful eyes shining, and couldn't help but ask: "Can Liches do these items?"

"They should be able to. There are many Lich customers in the City of the Goddess of Beauty. There is a Truth Mage named Au Benli who now lives in the City of the Goddess of Beauty and refuses to leave. You have to ask Li Sha specifically which ones can be done," Nage lisi said.

At this time, the Great Sage's voice came from afar: "Are you done yet? If you're done, I'm coming over."

"Alright, you can come over." Only then did Nage lisi remember that everyone had forgotten the Great Sage.

The Witch didn't say anything, just subconsciously tidied up her hair and clothes. But when she touched the clothes on her body, she immediately covered her chest and shouted: "No, don't come over."

Having been here for more than a thousand years, the clothes on the Witch's body had long been tattered. She didn't feel it when she was shriveled, but now that she was activated, the sensitive parts were exposed, white and exposed, looming. Anyone who saw it would have a nosebleed.

However, none of the people present were 'humans', and no one realized this problem. Even the Witch herself didn't realize it.

Du Luo Ken hurriedly threw his cloak over, let her put it on first, and then refined a set of clothes on the spot, which solved the Witch's embarrassment.

The Great Sage got permission to come over, and then there was another bout of stickiness. The usually serious Great Sage was now like a little boy, his words becoming mushy involuntarily, but the Witch didn't feel it, and soon she was coaxed into smiling.

Nage lisi, who couldn't watch anymore, said: "Alright, alright, we flew for two months to get here, not to watch you two flirting. What happened to His Majesty? Why is there only a skeleton left here?"

The Witch pointed to the front of the skeleton and said: "His Majesty went to kill someone. Someone is creating an attack at the end of the void called Star Blast, preparing to eliminate all life here. His Majesty went to kill them."

Speaking of this, the Witch suddenly reacted: "You have Undead Godhood and Beauty Godhood, why are you fine? After the Star Blast is broken, the remaining power of belief will continue to move forward and finally impact all planes, forming a Faith Storm targeting godhood. Why are you fine?"

Nage lisi said: "The Faith Storm was used by us to farm. Star Blast? Is it the red star we saw in the main plane? Did you blast it apart?"

"Farm?" A huge question mark rose in the Witch's heart. How could this little yellow book speak so hard to understand?

However, she didn't dwell on this question and continued: "How is that possible? I don't have that kind of strength. It was His Majesty who blasted... uh, it was the Black Crystal Body that blasted it apart."

Facing everyone's suspicious gazes, the Witch explained: "His Majesty told me when he left that if there was a new Star Blast, it meant he had failed, and I could use his body to block the Star Blast."

"Can you drive the Black Crystal Body?" Du Luo Ken asked.

"No, but I can move it to the trajectory of the Star Blast," the Witch said.

Well, just like Ang using Luo Ke's skeleton, taking it as a shield, but this also verified the sturdiness of the Black Crystal Body from the side.

The residual power after the Star Blast was blasted apart could blow up a bunch of gods, but the Star Blast itself couldn't do anything to the Black Crystal Body.

"But we have observed through the astronomical telescope that the center of the Star Blast is a humanoid object," Nage lisi said.

The Witch nodded: "Yes, because it is an aggregate of the power of belief, and that humanoid shape is the manifestation of belief. The image of collective belief, this image should be a very well-known image in the place where the Red Star is located."

Nage lisi understood a bit: "You mean, if the attack is launched by the believers of the Undead God, then it is likely to manifest as the image of the Undead God?"

"Yes," the Witch said.

Nage lisi asked painfully: "Then now that a new Star Blast has arrived, does that mean His Majesty is already dead?"

The Witch shook her head: "I originally thought so too, but look."

Speaking of this, the Witch greeted everyone to come to the skeleton and pointed to the stars and dots in the bones: "It has always been dormant before, but recently, there have been more stars and dots on the bones, so His Majesty is definitely not dead, but for some reason, he can't stop the new Star Blast from being generated."

Speaking of this, the Witch suddenly turned to face everyone: "Since you are here, then the task of guarding His Majesty can be handed over to you."

The Great Sage's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the Witch said: "I am going to project over and bring His Majesty back."

"No," the Great Sage opposed subconsciously: "His Majesty couldn't do it, what's the use of you projecting over? It's too dangerous. You don't have His Majesty's strength, maybe you can't even project over."

In fact, seeing that the King had left the body but not the soul, everyone knew what method His Majesty had used to leave—soul projection.

No matter how fast the flight speed is, one thousand kilometers per hour is the limit, but the speed of thought can be as fast as light.

With thought as the guide, and then pulling the soul forward, the speed can reach more than half of light.

However, not everyone can perform soul projection, because without a powerful soul, the distance of thought leaving the body will not be too far, and there is no need to use soul projection at all.

Moreover, this kind of projection consumes too much soul energy. Ordinary people simply cannot bear it. If the power is exhausted halfway through the projection, it's no joke. The soul will dissipate.

The Witch didn't have a soul as powerful as the Undead King. If she forced a projection, the greatest possibility was that the power would be exhausted and the soul would dissipate in the void.

The Witch looked at the Great Sage deeply and replied with a smile: "I want to go, His Majesty needs me."

The Great Sage's heart sank. He knew the Witch too well. When she said 'His Majesty needs me', it meant she was prepared to disregard everything.

All the souls in the Palace of Rest, except for the little Yellow Dragon, were willing to offer everything for His Majesty.

Seeing his expression, the Witch hurriedly said: "Of course, I'm not messing around either. Look."

The Witch pointed to the forehead of the Black Crystal Skeleton: "Look, all the star points are slowly gathering here and then disappearing. What does it represent? Power is being projected from the Black Crystal Body to a very distant place, so His Majesty is definitely not dead."

"I am prepared to use the energy channel constructed by this power to attach my thought to it and project it over," the Witch said.

The Great Sage said: "It's too dangerous, let me go."

The Witch smiled slightly and stopped paying attention to the Great Sage, turning to guide the stars and dots in the Black Crystal Body.

She fiddled for a long time, then suddenly stopped and said nonchalantly: "Well, I can't guide the power inside. Maybe my power has been consumed too much."

There was no soul energy in the void, but she had stayed here for more than a thousand years, only consuming and not replenishing. Therefore, for the past thousand years, she had been relying on sleeping to get through it, and her soul strength had shrunk extremely severely.

Ang flipped out a bag of soul crystals.

While the Witch was recovering, Ang pressed the purple crystal skeleton and poured soul energy into the bones.

Almost the moment the soul energy poured into the bones, Ang felt his thought being pulled toward a certain place. When he came back to his senses, he actually found himself in a strange body.

Lifting his hands to look, both hands were black crystals with stars and dots. He had actually entered the Black Crystal Body?

From the perspective of Nage lisi and the others, they only saw Ang suddenly stiffen, while the Black Crystal Body raised its hands. ===== CHAPTER 390 =====