Chapter 656

Led by Kailandai'er, a large group of elves passed through the world passage and stepped onto the Godwood Continent. The pitch-black void caused them to exclaim repeatedly.

Kailandai'er shouted loudly: "The air here is thin, the temperature is low, and the gravity is small. Don't jump around. If you jump too high, you'll drift away or freeze to death. Pay attention to safety. Don't run around if there's nothing to do. After you adapt to the environment, the dragons will bless us with breathing techniques, and then you can contribute to nature."

The elves were wrapped in thick deerskin coats, looking 'swollen'—not like elves, but more like dwarves. Hearing this, they nodded while shivering.

Watching the elves arrive one after another, Anthony said: "The God of Life and the little sapling have respectively riveted four places and established world passages. Through any entrance, you can go to another place: the Godwood Continent, Iron Sand City in the Starburst plane, the Elf Forest in the main plane, and the Abyss of Rest."

"The Abyss of Rest can also be transmitted to any place in the main plane through the world transit station, which is equivalent to connecting the two worlds into one. The alchemy of the Starburst plane is developed. If we dispatch some exchange scholars to the Starry Academy, they should be very welcome. The social organization of the main plane is high, and we can select some grassroots officials to come here to reform the city-state political system here. The efficiency of square politics is really too low."

Anthony babbled a bunch, and everyone started to stay far away from him. He started saying these inexplicable things again. Only Negris could understand some of it. Oh, and his unofficial student, Neiwen, could understand it too.

Just then, an elf dressed like a bear, wearing a thick leather hat, walked out of the team and waved at everyone from afar: "Distinguished guests, long time no see! How are you all!"

Everyone looked at each other with blank expressions. Anthony had to wave his hand and say: "Hello, hello. You are...?"

The elf walked over, took off her leather hat, revealing a delicate, exquisite face full of magic patterns. She made a gesture of displeasure, straightened her little finger, clenched the rest of her fingers, and was about to tap her shoulder.

Seeing her face, Anthony immediately remembered who she was and hurriedly blocked her hand: "Jielika, right? I didn't recognize you just now because you were wearing a hat. Drinking, all you can drink, my treat. No 'fish-raising'."

Negris had explained the meaning of this dark elf gesture. How could he let her do it again? A man cannot let others call him 'small'.

From the first word 'drink', the displeasure on Jielika's face began to fade. By the time he said 'all you can drink', Jielika was already beaming. When she heard 'no fish-raising', she couldn't wait to put her arms around Anthony's shoulders: "Straightforward! Let's go. I just happened to bring a bottle of precious dwarf spirits. One sip can knock out a dragon. Let's taste it together."

Anthony asked with a strange expression: "What kind of spirits can dwarves have? It wouldn't be called Rice Honey Dew Bar, would it?"

Jielika asked in surprise: "How did you know?"

When Jielika called out her companions—all dark elves who had drunk with Anthony back then—and found a warm, clean place, and Anthony flipped out bottles of Rice Honey Dew Bar one by one, all the dark elves' eyes almost popped out.

"One bottle isn't enough. One bottle per person first. My treat. Come, drink! No 'fish-raising'," Anthony shouted loudly.

Jielika looked troubled. Dwarf spirits were still too strong for them. A group of dark elves drinking one bottle to liven things up, paired with some Moon Spring fruit wine, was fine. But one bottle per person? The difficulty was too high.

Just as she was hesitating, she saw Anthony inadvertently straighten his little finger and flick the dust off his shoulder.

*Oh my god*, as a female elf, could she be a coward? Jielika gritted her teeth...

After a round of drinking, Anthony knocked down more than a dozen dark elves, stood up without changing his expression, and smiled: "You guests don't have much of a drinking capacity. The remaining wine can only be used to 'raise fish'. You guys just rest here."

After Anthony left, Jielika suddenly opened her eyes, crawled quickly to the corner, and began to poke her throat, using her battle qi to press her stomach, vomiting everything clean. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and fall asleep. From then on, she would take a detour whenever she saw Anthony.

Anthony returned, feeling satisfied. Negris said unhappily: "Are you proud of yourself? Bullying a dark elf. If you have the ability, withdraw your divine soul and drink again."

"How can that be? Faith is always in my heart. The divine soul is the power of belief," Anthony said righteously.

There was no way to argue with this dead charlatan about this. In a scripture debate, who could argue against a thousand-year-old charlatan? He had to skip this topic: "Ang said the Void Holy Spirit Armor Egg has been cultivated..."

"Really? Let's go, let's go, find the lord and see what the effect of the Void Armor Egg is," Anthony immediately became excited.

The new materials obtained some time ago included Shaya's flesh, the Serpent of Misfortune's gelatin, the Chaos Holy Spirit's corpse feathers, etc. Now they had collected a pile of Void War Tree wood, bugs that had gnawed on the Void War Tree, etc.

How to exert the role of these materials and grow them was the work Ang had been doing for the past half year.

Still the same old control experiments. Soon, Ang discovered a pattern: everything involving the void and chaos levels could not be cultivated.

That is to say, he could cultivate Shaya's 'flesh', but he couldn't cultivate Shaya. He could cultivate the Serpent of Misfortune's gelatin, but he couldn't cultivate the Serpent of Misfortune.

Similarly, he could turn the Chaos Holy Spirit's skeleton into an 'Undead Holy Spirit', but he couldn't resurrect them into 'Chaos Holy Spirits'. Mainly because he didn't master the power of the Dark Wings.

But it didn't matter. These Chaos Holy Spirit skeletons had a characteristic: they could fly in the void. So Ang directly turned them into Undead Holy Spirits, gathering 70,000 Undead Holy Spirits and 10,000 incomplete ones.

They could have no hands or feet, but as long as they had wings, they could fly in the void. Even if the feathers on the wings were gone, it didn't matter. Negris had previously said he would transfer tens of thousands to Dialy to 'pull carts'. That was what he meant by these Undead Holy Spirits.

Void Undead Holy Spirits could move freely in the void, but the rest of the people didn't have this ability and needed the blessing of the Dragon Breathing Technique.

But the Dragon Breathing Technique had a very narrow range of application. First of all, it required the target to be able to withstand the power of the Dragon Breathing Technique.

Ordinary people could hardly withstand it. Even if they did, they could only breathe and couldn't withstand the low temperature and move in the void. You know, the gravity on the Godwood Continent was very weak. If you jumped hard on the surface, you might jump out of the gravity range and drift into the void, never to return.

Facing such a problem, the solution appeared somewhat inadvertently. In the control experiment, Ang inadvertently cultivated a kind of gelatin similar to the Holy Spirit Armor Egg.

As long as you threw it on your body and imagined it with your mind, it could grow some things according to your imagination. It could be armor, or an extra pair of hands, or two fuller lumps on your chest...

ps: Oh my god, I can't get out, and my brat can't get out either... Hurry up and start school.