Chapter 780

Before the horn could fall to the ground, Ang had already reached out to scoop it up and stuffed it into his space.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, including Awuli. It stared blankly at Ang's empty left hand, then at his right hand holding the horn, and murmured: "My horn..."

Ang shook the horn in his hand.

"But..." Awuli was very confused. It wasn't talking about this one, but the one just now, but this one was also a horn, no mistake.

Awuli had a pain that it couldn't express, just wanting to tear these guys in front of it to shreds. It roared angrily: "Give my horn back to..."

As it roared, light extended to its head, quickly combining into a new horn. But the moment the new horn formed, Ang rushed up again, reached out and pointed, and it didn't even finish a sentence.

Quickly stuffing it into the space, Ang looked left and right as if nothing had happened.

Negris and Anthony looked at each other and whispered: "Must have learned it from the big cat."

Awuli was stunned. All three horns had been snatched by Ang. In this situation, the correct approach is to pull away, wait for the horn to recover, and then come back to electrocute these guys. But because it was stunned, it actually recovered the horn again.

Without suspense, Ang darted up again, accurately pointing at the tip of the horn. Even if Awuli subconsciously shook its head, it was useless; it simply couldn't dodge the accuracy of a thousand-year-old self-cultivator.

The fourth horn fell off.

Awuli finally realized and ran toward the direction of the giant light tree.

Ang didn't stop it, preoccupied with taking out all the horns and comparing them carefully.

Negris asked hesitantly: "Just now, were you doing a control experiment? Can this even be controlled?"

Ang nodded, moved the horns over, and pointed to several positions on them.

The four horns indeed had some subtle differences; some patterns were more vertical, some more slanted, some gullies were deeper, some horn quality was harder. There were always subtle differences that were not errors.

Theoretically speaking, these differences shouldn't appear. You think of your fingers in your heart, and the number of fingers is different every time; sometimes five, sometimes six. How is this possible?

Negris asked: "What are you comparing this for?"

"Organic matter." Ang replied.

"Are you trying to find the reason it can materialize organic matter?" Negris was surprised.

Is that possible? Can it be like this? How is this dead skeleton's train of thought so strange.

Ang nodded, then continued to study these horns, even shaving off the roots of the horns to observe the cross-section.

Not long after, Awuli, having recovered its horn, ran back, lowered its head, aimed its sharp horn at Ang's direction, and was ready to go.

Swish, except for Ang, everyone hid behind the Equality Holy Rack.

Ang didn't retreat but advanced, meeting Awuli.

Awuli's eyes lit up, and a Consciousness Lightning bolt immediately struck from its horn toward Ang.

Ang's palm spread out a colorful plane, as if a shield covered Ang. At the same time, the whole world suddenly became slow—Time Stagnation.

However, consciousness is a power that transcends time and space. Even in time stagnation, everyone's thinking speed is normal. This is the speed of consciousness operation.

So the Consciousness Lightning didn't slow down at all, striking the shield at its original speed. Time stagnation instead delayed Ang, fortunately, there was a shield.

Blocking the Consciousness Lightning, time returned to normal. Ang took a series of steps, rushed in front of Awuli, and reached out to point at the horn.

"Ah! You again!" Awuli roared angrily, turned around, and ran away again.

Ang scooped up the horn and stuffed it into the space.

Negris asked somewhat speechlessly: "Ang, you don't want to keep plucking its horn like this, do you? It's not a sheep."

Ang said truthfully: "Sheep are smarter, than it."

"Pfft hahaha—" Even Anthony couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Everyone knew that Ang wasn't telling a joke, just stating a fact, but that made it even funnier.

Even sheep are smarter than it, running away after being plucked once, but this Awuli has already been plucked five times and is about to come for the sixth. It really doesn't look very smart.

Not only the sixth time, but also the seventh, eighth, until the ninth time, this Awuli seemed to have opened its mind, no longer running toward the giant tree, staying on the spot and shouting angrily: "You are too bad, why snatch my horn! I want to trample you all to death!"

As it spoke, it lifted its hooves to trample over, but was immediately hammered away by Ang's fist wrapped in light...

"Let's bet, how many times will it be so stubborn?" Negris said boredly.

Anthony couldn't be bothered to make such a boring bet, but analyzed: "After this consciousness entity collapsed, except for it and the giant tree, all other creatures have disappeared. What does this mean?"

Negris was stunned for a moment: "Other consciousness creatures were materialized by it?"

"Yes, so the Spirit of the Tree God that the two-headed snake shouted, could it be referring to it, rather than that tree?" Anthony guessed.

Negris pondered for a moment and nodded: "Possible. The most likely possibility is that the two-headed snake thought the tree was the Spirit of the Tree God, but in reality, the Spirit of the Tree God is this horse, and that tree is just a presentation of this consciousness space."

"Makes sense. The two-headed snake also shouted that the Spirit of the Tree God can control the Myriad World God Tree. What does this mean?" Anthony asked.

"That I don't know. But let's write it down first, and ask the ancient gods on the Void Will side when we catch them later," Negris said.

"Hmm, let's ask then. It's also possible the two-headed snake remembered wrong. Legends are legends, they change as they are passed around, like the omniscient God of Knowledge or something. This kind of legend is too fake," Anthony said.

"You'll die if you don't mock me, right? Why don't you learn the good stuff and learn from lightning instead?" Negris said angrily.

"If I don't mock you, who do I mock? The Little Angel? Do I dare?" Anthony was also quite troubled.

Now the level of Ang's enemies is too high. He can only move his brain and mouth; don't even think about moving his hands. If he doesn't mock a little, it's hard to fill the word count.

"You can go mock lightning, go mock the old immortal, go mock... wait, what's the situation? Why did Ang lead it back? What happened?" Negris said halfway, suddenly seeing Ang leading Awuli back.

Awuli, who was extremely angry just now, was now like a horse, following behind Ang with lowered eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Anthony was also stunned: "Didn't notice, it was being beaten by Master just now, how did it suddenly become obedient? What did Master say to it?"

Negris couldn't hold back and went up to meet them, asking from afar: "Ang, what did you say to it? Is this... surrender?"

Ang said: "I said, can, materialize it."