Chapter 774

Ang stretched out his spiritual tentacles and poked the Dark Origin's body.

"This is offline?" Negris was surprised.

It was too familiar with this change. It often went offline. When the isolating barrier exceeded the power of projection, its projection would fail, causing this feeling of going offline.

Ang nodded, but immediately shook his head again, reached out and grabbed, and a mass of Chaos Mist immediately surged from his palm, condensing rapidly in his palm, gathering more and more, gathering larger and larger, and finally burned with a "thump."

"Hiss—consciousness cannot be created."

"Hiss—Fog City ghost? Tell me a name, and you learned it?"

"Hiss—Kaba Da—"

A series of gasping sounds, and some people couldn't help but curse.

This is clearly a soul nurtured with Chaos Mist as the foundation. The Abyss Big Mouth doesn't know if this counts as creating consciousness.

Ang stuffed the Chaos Soul Fire into the Dark Origin's body, and sang softly at the same time:

Spirit of the Undead—

And the Indestructible Soul—

Crossing the river of the afterlife—

The Monarch's spirit was shocked: "Undead Movement!? No, the witch didn't have this effect."

Because with Ang's chanting, two banshees condensed, wailing around the Dark Origin's body, like harmony.

Now it was Anthony's turn to gasp: "Heavenly God Phantom?"

Negris was slightly stunned: "Isn't this Duo Lai Duo Mi? What Heavenly God Phantom? Isn't Heavenly God Phantom compiled by your church? Is it using illusion to deceive people?"

Anthony nodded: "The church's one is deceptive. What divine body descends, heaven presents anomalies, bright avenues, holy spirit guidance, as long as divine power comes out, it will present the phantom of the Heavenly God, etc., all are compiled."

"But this is not. This is not Duo Lai Duo Mi, but a phantom manifested by my lord's divine power, but it is not illusory. They have attack power, which is the same definition as the Heavenly God Phantom."

Negris was stunned for a moment, and realized: "Does that mean the Heavenly God Phantom is not compiled, but the Light Gods don't have the ability to manifest phantoms, so it sounds like it's compiled?"

Anthony nodded: "It's possible. Maybe the Dragon God or the Life God manifested it, so it was recorded and compiled into the Holy Scripture by the Light Church."

Negris said with relief: "This dead child is promising, he has anomalies just by moving his hands."

After saying that, he felt a bit wrong and whispered: "The Dark Origin is just offline. It's not good to toss his body like this, right? What if he projects over and gets angry?"

Anthony shook his head: "My lord won't mess around, maybe there is some discovery. And, if he gets angry, he gets angry. It is his honor for my lord to toss him."

Negris blinked. He felt strange in his heart. This line sounds so familiar. It tastes a bit like those dog-legged guys in knight novels saying "The Count playing with you is looking up to you."

Just at this moment, the Dark Origin suddenly turned over and sat up, with a look of horror on his face.

Negris covered his eyes. Sure enough, he projected over. This is troublesome. If he finds Ang tossing his body, won't he get angry?

However, the Monarch and the Abyss Big Mouth discovered something wrong. The Dark Origin didn't look like he was projected over, because his aura was much weaker.

The Dark Origin, who had a look of horror, blinked, looked around, seemed to remember something, and stood up slowly. But with this stand, he discovered his abnormality, raised his hands to look, and asked suspiciously: "What did you do to me?"

The Abyss Big Mouth opened its mouth and hadn't spoken yet, Anthony grabbed in front of him and asked: "We still want to ask you what happened, how did you suddenly faint? My lord thought you were dead and was rescuing you."

"Faint... faint?" The Dark Origin was stunned for a moment, seemed to remember something, and showed a look of horror again: "I... I might be dead."

Except for Ang, everyone looked at each other: "Aren't you fine now? How could you be dead?"

The Dark Origin was also very confused about this, and said hesitantly: "I feel, there is a bit of endless light erupting in my main body, and then I went dark in front of my eyes. Now I... I can't feel my main body."

Negris was even more confused: "You can't feel your main body, then how can you talk to us now? Does your clone have an independent soul? Even if there is an independent soul, there will not be independent memory."

"Right, I think so too. Did you do something to me?" The Dark Origin said full of confusion.

Anthony patted his thigh fiercely and shouted out of state: "I know, I know, Holy Shroud."

Negris also reacted instantly: "Lich Life Box! You really died!"

Hearing this, the Monarch looked at the tent around him and nodded in realization.

Seeing the Abyss Big Mouth and the Dark Origin very confused, Anthony explained: "This kind of Holy Shroud has a special ability—locking consciousness. Liches among undead creatures can save their souls and memories through the Life Box method. When the main body dies, the Life Box will automatically be reborn."

"Now, your main body died because of some reason, but at this time you happened to be in the Holy Shroud, and your consciousness was locked, which is equivalent to a reverse Life Box. After my lord's operation, a soul was rebuilt for you to carry your consciousness, so you were reborn."

The Dark Origin looked left and right, and finally fell into deep thought.

The Abyss Big Mouth leaned over and asked quietly: "Is the Shroud really that powerful? How much? Sell some to me, you promised before."

"You want to buy? Go find Silver Coin later. He is responsible for business, kind-hearted, and won't cheat you," Anthony said quietly.

"That would be great, I like kind creatures the most," the Abyss Big Mouth's cheeks twitched. If it hadn't been cheated by the Goblins in the market, it might have believed it.

After deep thought for a long time, the Dark Origin raised his head and sighed: "It seems I am really dead. The memory of that bit of 'light' I threw out exploding, it seems the Void Will has already taken action against me, he blew me up."

The Monarch asked suspiciously: "You are also one of the Void Origins, is it so easy to kill? Don't you need to fight for hundreds of rounds? If the Void Origin can kill you at will, then I have to re-evaluate his strength. Is it too late to run now?"

The Abyss Big Mouth interjected: "Very normal, the main body of darkness has always been sealed by the Void Will, it is easy to kill, but for no reason, what did he kill you for?"

The Dark Origin said dejectedly: "What else can it be? Of course, it is to reproduce the Ancient Divine Light. From the moment he sealed me, I knew what he wanted to do, but I didn't expect it to be so sudden."

"Originally you said there was a chance to eliminate him, I felt there was hope, but I didn't expect him to blow up my main body at this time."

It is really a sad thing, just like a castrated singer who finally reborn a meat strip, but found that he is actually impotent. Negris understands this feeling too well, and stepped forward to pat his shoulder empathetically.

The Dark Origin gritted his teeth and said: "Originally I was prepared, he blew up my main body suddenly, maybe it is also to prevent me from causing damage to him, but he will never think that I would be reborn in this way."

"Everyone, this may be the best chance to eliminate him. He blew up my main body, trying to reproduce the Ancient Divine Light, and will also fall into the state of least defense. You send me back to the place of the main body. As long as I approach a certain distance, I have a way to blow up the imprint I left on the main body and destroy my main body and the Void Will together."

"Damn it, dare to kill me, I won't let him feel better even if I die!" The Dark Origin muttered hatefully.