Chapter 496

Titan said, they went back...

The amount of information in this sentence was truly huge, so huge that Anthony and the others looked at each other: "Back? Back where?"

In fact, everyone already had a guess in their hearts. Where did the Titans come from?

Coming from the main plane, the most likely place was returning to the main plane. Moreover, before the faith storm descended, the Titans also conveyed information through lightning: Thunder will eventually return.

So the Titans definitely wanted to return to the main plane. Negris and the others had even analyzed why.

"Why did the Titans want to run away? Isn't it because of His Majesty and the Church of Light? I even suspect that the Titans came here together with the banished Godhead of the Lord of Light," Anthony analyzed.

"Now the world is changing, and the situation is already very different. His Majesty has also come to this world and re-established the Undead Empire. To those Titans, it is simply a nightmare that won't go away. At this time, what is their best choice?" Anthony asked.

Du Luo Ken said: "You come over, I go back; anyway, I'll just avoid you."

"Right. If there were another attack that could clean up all the gods on the main plane, that would be even better. Once the Titans return, they would directly be the strongest species on the main plane. So they notified the dwarves in advance, letting them protect the God of War and the God of the Forge. At that time, with the returning God of Thunder, the Titans and dwarves would have three deities. In a flash, they would be the overlords of the main plane."

"Hiss—are the Titans that smart?" Negris asked with aching teeth.

"You're using stereotypes again. Have you forgotten about the time we were scammed by the Dwarf King Copper Hammer?" The honest and simple stereotype of dwarves had even made Anthony relax his vigilance, and he was rarely scammed.

He brought good wine over, and not only was it drunk by the other party, but he also had to repair the God of War chessboard for them. After repairing it, he had to watch the records with them. If Lord Ang hadn't confiscated his hammer, it would have been a huge loss.

So the conclusion reached was that the Titan race returning to the main plane was the best choice.

But the Titans didn't know that a more perverted guy had appeared on the main plane—a pervert who could integrate the Church of Light, the Starry Mages, humans, elves, dragons, dwarves, the undead, and all other forces.

"So, they went back to the main plane? How did they go back? Where did they get to?" Negris asked.

Ang shook his head blankly. Obviously, this kind of information could not be spread through thunder.

"Then we can only let everyone on the main plane raise their vigilance. Ang, later you notify Di Lu Ni. He has been observing the changes in the void. Maybe he has already discovered them before the Titans even returned to the main plane," Negris said.

Stargazing was Di Lu Ni's hobby, and the Astrological Tower of the Starry Academy was also the most advanced on the main plane. When the faith storm arrived, he had also discovered it, but he lacked information and couldn't link the astrology to specific events. If we remind him, he will be able to link the two himself.

Ang agreed, and Negris asked again: "What is in your hand?"

The iron javelin Ang pulled out was found on the statue in the Undersea Titan City. The material itself was very special. Although it was iron, after soaking in the sea for so many years, there was only a layer of rust on the surface. Could it be stainless iron?

This wasn't the most magical part. The most magical part was that after being baptized by a wave of lightning, it had actually recovered as new.

When it was struck by lightning and the current was conducted into the ground, it could stimulate the growth of some lightning-type crops, such as lightning-struck wood, and could even assist in the cultivation of half-blood Titans like Zi Hai.

However, later comparisons revealed that ordinary lightning-attraction towers could also achieve this, so the important thing was the lightning, not the iron javelin. Thus, Du Luo Ken designed one, found dwarves to build a set of ninety-plus-meter lightning-attraction towers, and erected them in places where lightning storms often occurred for Zi Hai and the others to cultivate. The iron javelin was then left idle.

But now, the six or seven-meter-long iron javelin was gone, turning into a ball of lightning. What was this thing?

Ang gripped it hard, and the lightning ball was 'gripped' into a javelin by him. Ang looked at the javelin in his hand, tilted his head, then took a step, leaned his upper body back, extended his arm, and stretched his entire skeleton back like a bow. Then, with a fierce flick forward, the javelin was thrown out.

A very standard throwing posture. The javelin turned into a bolt of lightning and pierced the sky diagonally, disappearing in an instant.

Anthony and Du Luo Ken both widened their eyes and shouted in shock: "Did you see it clearly? Did you see it clearly?"

"No, no, no, I just saw a black line whoosh and it was gone," Du Luo Ken also responded in shock.

Don't blame them for being shocked. Whether it was Anthony or Du Luo Ken, both were top-tier powerhouses in the two worlds. One was the Pope, and the other was the owner of the Four Great Sub-Palaces of the Palace of Rest. There were few people in the world who could see a javelin that even they couldn't see clearly.

A small yellow book flew up, and Negris's roar sounded: "Is now the time to discuss this problem!? This dead skeleton threw the javelin away! Threw it away! Threw it away! Someone hurry up and go pick it back up!"

Then it turned to Ang and shouted: "Why did you throw it into the sky? Are you going to pick it up?! Throw it at the mountain."

Ang shook his head: "It will explode." As he spoke, he pressed his hands into the void.

It will explode? The iron javelin will explode? Or... will it blow up the mountain?

Just as they were wondering, they saw a spark of electricity flash from the center where Ang was pressing his hands.

"Hiss, Thunder Javelin, the real Thunder Javelin, the kind that returns to your hand instantly after being thrown!" Du Luo Ken said in shock.

The Zi Hai Titans had found a pile of Thunder Javelins in the warehouse of the Goddess of Redemption, but those weren't real Thunder Javelins; they were one-time use, and once thrown, they were gone.

A real Thunder Javelin, according to the Thunder Titans, was condensed from the power of thunder and would return after being thrown, just like the one in Ang's hand.

The electric sparks became more and more numerous, soon turning into a lightning ball. Ang gripped it again, and the six or seven-meter-long iron javelin reappeared in his hand.

"It returns after being thrown? No need to pick it up? So magical?" Negris was surprised.

It was just that magical. Ang let go, and the iron javelin immediately shrank into a ball of lightning. This time, Ang squeezed hard, and the lightning ball was squeezed apart. When he opened his hand again, his palm was empty.

"Put it away? Where did you put it?" Negris asked in surprise.

Ang pointed to his head. The Thunder Javelin had been put into his soul in a very magical way. As long as his heart moved, he could pull it out at any time.

Just as Negris wanted to ask something else, Ang suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the mountain ridge. Halfway up the distant mountain ridge, Abuke was floating over quickly, with Grifini following behind him, looking at Ang and the others with complex emotions.

After they approached, Negris said somewhat embarrassedly: "Grifini, sorry, we caused such a big commotion. I hope it won't scare your people."

Grifini pursed her lips, struggled and hesitated for a moment, then blurted out: "How to compensate."

Negris, Anthony, and Du Luo Ken were all stunned. Only Nei Wen was laughing awkwardly on the side. This... this was too bad at speaking. No wonder she would say things like "Are you here to be buried with me?"

Anthony laughed and took a few steps forward: "Although the commotion was a bit big, it's alright. The relic altar has been perfectly repaired and activated. How is it convenient to pay for this repair fee?"

"Ah? Have to pay?" Grifini was shocked: "I didn't ask you to repair it, and this isn't my stuff."

"Oh? Not your stuff? Then forget it. We'll take the stuff away. Lord, let's dismantle it," Anthony waved his hand.

The Thunder Titan's altar, capable of receiving information across a world, was a treasure. He originally didn't want to leave it to Grifini, but he didn't expect the other party to be so cooperative. Now it was great; the altar had become ownerless property.

Ang nodded and looked at Du Luo Ken.

Du Luo Ken pointed out: "First, dig a circular pit two meters deep around the altar."

Ang looked at the little zombie.

The little zombie immediately armored a hoe and began to dig the pit. It was like a large mud-stirring construct. The mud was tossed seven or eight meters high by it, digging forward with a sizzle. Before long, it had dug a two-meter-deep trench around the altar, encircling it.

Du Luo Ken landed in the pit, laid a magic array along the bottom of the pit, and then said: "Alright, the reinforcement is detached, it can be transferred."

Ang pressed his hands on the altar and pushed hard. Whoosh, the entire altar disappeared, pressed into his dimensional space by him, leaving only a large circular pit.

Fortunately, he had created a dimensional space; otherwise, there would be no way to collect such a large item. It definitely wouldn't fit into the Palace of Rest. As for the Divine Domain, he would have to lift it up first and then move it in, which was too much effort.

Throughout the entire process, Grifini watched silently, her emotions fluctuating violently, not knowing what she was thinking, but she had no intention of stopping them.

Abuke floated over, poked her in confusion, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say you'd take the opportunity to provoke them and have a fight? Now is such a good opportunity, provoke..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted urgently by Grifini: "When did I say such a thing? Don't talk nonsense. No, you must have heard wrong."

"Ah?" She clearly said it on the way back. How could he have heard wrong?

"No, didn't, don't talk nonsense," Grifini denied repeatedly.

She would have to be crazy to provoke them. Didn't she see what these people had done? They almost blasted the valley. That javelin just now also made her terrified.

It wasn't until Ang put the altar away that Grifini asked: "Do you eat? I'll have someone make food."

The jump in the topic almost made Anthony trip.

Now everyone could be sure that this Grifini was truly bad at speaking. She was a bit like a social anxiety patient racking her brains to think of a topic, but it often turned into a conversation killer.

Among the people present, only Anthony and Nei Wen needed to eat. However, in this situation, they were in no mood to eat. Let's finish the business first.

"You've seen the petrified dragon. Did Abuke tell you our intention?" Anthony asked.

Grifini, however, answered irrelevantly: "What camp are you from? The Church of Light? Or the Undead Empire?"

Anthony gave her a meaningful look and responded irrelevantly: "Our current mission is to rescue His Majesty from the Silence Barrier."

He didn't state his camp directly, but he called the Undead Monarch "His Majesty," answering Grifini's question while leaving more room for interpretation. One sentence displayed the old god-stick's art of speaking.

However, Grifini obviously didn't see how high the "art" in this was; she just breathed a sigh of relief. The Spirit Dragon Knight Order was definitely on the side of the Undead Empire, although they had no subordinate relationship with the Empire.

Since everyone was in the same camp, they could talk: "What do you want?" Grifini asked.

"No, no, no, it's not what we want. The situation now is like this: we obtained an ownerless petrified dragon and need a soul to drive it. Nei Wen is a good child, so I thought of your Spirit Dragon Knight Order first. He said you might need a body, so we came over."

Speaking of this, Anthony paused and asked solemnly: "What can you pay?"

Grifini's expression changed, and her ethereal face was a bit distorted. Finally, she said: "I don't want that body anymore."

After leaving the Dragon Tomb for more than ten kilometers, Anthony suddenly realized: "We seem to have scared her."

Negris also responded: "Should be. I feel like she's an undead who doesn't like to interact with people much. She speaks directly and jumps around a lot. Maybe Ang scared her."

"Right, I guess she must be thinking: these people are so powerful, yet they took the initiative to come and give her a body. What on earth are they plotting? Could they have bad intentions? Forget it, forget it, can't figure it out, so annoying, don't want it," Du Luo Ken guessed.

Abuke also said: "On the way back, she was still very interested in the body, saying she wanted to provoke you and have a fight to see who beats whom. But after seeing you, she didn't admit to having said such things. I guess she was really scared."

Seeing Ang already reaching into the space to farm, Negris became angry and said loudly: "You scared her, did you hear that?!"

Ang nodded.

Anthony and Du Luo Ken laughed out loud: "It's alright, it's alright, just scared. If we let the Lord chat with her for a few sentences, she would probably be angered too."

Thinking of that scene, Negris chuckled, but after laughing, it had to worry again: "Then what about this dragon corpse? How about this, Abuke, don't reincarnate as a Dragon Soul Warrior. Go back into the body and be a proper Undead Dragon."

Abuke shook his head firmly.

Ang suddenly said: "Alive, resurrect."

A sudden sentence, the others didn't understand. Negris thought for a moment and gasped: "You mean, transfer a consciousness into it and resurrect it as a living dragon? Like White Throat Nai Nai Aili? No, like Black Face?"

Ang nodded.

On the Eternal Road, Ang's main body moved, turned around, and arched his body. His soul whistled, and a piece of information followed his whistle, spreading to all souls with soul connections across the plane.