Chapter 782

Unfortunately, it's not possible, because the Myriad World God Tree is too large. Ang has no way to materialize it all at once, which would lead to materializing one piece and dropping one piece, eventually falling apart. I don't know if it's materializing or dismantling the tree.

"Not possible?" Negris said with some regret, giving up his genius idea.

While others were still gnawing on consciousness fruit, Ang said to Negris: "Control, it."

As he spoke, he showed the light glove on his fist.

"You want me to control these consciousness rays and wrap them on my body?" Negris asked.

Ang nodded. As he spoke, the light on his fist slowly spread to his arm, from his fist to his whole body, eventually covering his whole body like armor.

"It's actually quite good-looking?" Negris said in surprise. The armor composed of consciousness light is like a layer of colorful light floating on the body, flowing with light and color, having a kind of bizarre beauty.

Good-looking is fine. Negris followed suit, calmed his heart, and tried to control the consciousness entity on his back to cover his body.

This is obviously not an easy thing to do, at least not for Negris. He tried for a long time but didn't succeed.

Instead, Anthony, Little Zombie, and Little Angel finished the fruit one step ahead and manifested their own consciousness entities.

The Little Angel's consciousness entity is a six-winged giant angel, the Little Zombie's consciousness entity is a heavy-duty zombie holding a hoe in both hands, and Anthony's consciousness entity is naturally that holy Pope of Light.

After presenting the consciousness entity, they followed Ang's guidance, letting the consciousness entity cover the body and merge into one.

In this fine control, everyone is much more proficient than Negris, and soon completed the fusion.

The pompous Anthony was flowing with light and color, colorful, constantly moving his hands and feet, and said hesitantly: "What a magical feeling. I feel like I've become bigger. It is me, I am it. If my consciousness entity had six legs, I would be able to feel six legs now."

"Ao ao!"

Little Angel and Little Zombie shouted in unison, expressing their agreement with Anthony's statement.

Negris also finally finished the fusion, and immediately experienced Anthony's feeling: "I feel like I've transferred my soul into a new body."

"Yes, yes, yes, that's the feeling." Anthony agreed.

It's clearly just a consciousness entity fusion, but there's a feeling of changing bodies. Clearly, that consciousness entity is virtual, but it can replace the perception of the real body, which is very magical.

Everyone finished the fusion. Awuli on the side had long been impatient and urged: "Are you done yet? Hurry up."

Everyone continued to walk toward the canopy and found another kind of fruit on the canopy. This is a fruit the size of a fist, like an apple. Ang materialized a few, let Negris try first, and after confirming there were no adverse reactions, let Anthony and Little Zombie eat them.

After Little Zombie finished eating, it shouted 'ao ao' a few times, then exerted force and spat it out. This kind of fruit had no effect on it.

After Anthony finished eating, he felt carefully and said slowly: "I seem to be full, not the kind of full from overeating, but the kind of full full of strength."

Negris asked in confusion: "Is there any difference?"

"Yes. Have you ever eaten white mud? That kind of full where your stomach is hard after eating, no matter how you eat, you have no strength, and finally you are full to death. The other kind is the full from drinking essence liquid, but it has a stronger feeling of fullness than essence liquid. This kind of fruit can fill your stomach." Anthony said.

Negris curled his lips: "It sounds like you've eaten white mud. Can it only fill your stomach? Then isn't it about the same as elf beans?"

"I've eaten it a few times. During a disaster relief in one life, food was really not enough, so I mixed white mud with food, wood chips, leather shoes, wild grass, etc., into dry rations, looking for the most suitable ratio, which could keep people from starving to death, and also not eat to death. I ate it a few times while mixing, and filled myself to death." Anthony said lightly.

"... Sometimes I really don't understand you. Clearly you are not the kind of guy with a lot of love, a black-hearted god-stick is more like it, why are you so keen on saving people and disaster relief." Negris complained helplessly.

Anthony shrugged: "Probably just like Master farming. It was planted well, but someone had to burn a piece on it. I climbed up with great difficulty, from a small priest to an Archbishop, trying to expand my territory, raising everyone to be white and fat, but someone had to make trouble, starving the civilians to death. Wouldn't my hard work be in vain?"

Before Negris could say anything, Ang nodded with great empathy, muttering: "Dare to burn my field, Turus, angry."

Negris covered his face. Turus has already died into ash, and still has to be whipped repeatedly. If the demon race is extinct, please go to hell to settle accounts with Turus.

"Also, I feel the fruit is nourishing my body. Some of my old injuries seem to be repairing." Anthony suddenly said again.

"You still have old injuries? You drink essence liquid as water, wash your face with purification, light up with holy light, and you can still have old injuries? This body of yours hasn't been around for many years, where can it be old?" Negris said.

"It's the injury when I was cultivating the body. Because the body grew too fast, my stomach, buttocks, and other places have some growth marks and spots. After the body was fixed, these marks and spots were treated as normal parts of the body. Even with healing and purification, they would only restore them to the state when they were fixed, and would not eliminate them. I was too lazy to use spot removal, so they have always been there, now they are gone."

"Let me see."

"See your head."

"In other words, this kind of fruit nourishes your body to the most perfect state? And fills your stomach by the way?" Negris summarized.

"Nourishment might just be a side effect. I suspect it also extended my lifespan. Master, use the Fast Death Halo to point at me." Anthony said.

Ang extended his finger and pointed at the back of Anthony's hand.

The skin on the back of the hand aged slowly, and it took a long time for a few wrinkles to appear. Ang estimated and said: "Extended, five thousand years."

"Pfft—five thousand years? One fruit can extend five thousand years of life? Too ridiculous, right?" Negris said in shock.

Ang shook his head: "Temporarily."

"Temporarily? Still nourishing? It's just one fruit, is the effect so strong?" Negris couldn't believe it.

Anthony said dismissively: "Very normal. Life fruit can extend the elf's lifespan to one thousand years, becoming a long-lived species. Myriad World God Tree fruit extending thousands or tens of thousands of years of life is not strange. However, it is estimated that like life fruit, eating the first one has an effect, eating more is useless. Unfortunately, it doesn't mean much to me."

Anthony is already immortal in a sense, even if he dies, he can be reincarnated at any time.

Although magical, when calculated, the effect of this kind of fruit on Ang and the others is far less than consciousness fruit. However, Ang still materialized a batch, stuffed it into the space, and let lightning and other living creatures eat it.

As for the big cat Feiti, Havelock, Starlight, Creation, and the Little Demon King, they all received a consciousness fruit.

Finally, Ang kept his promise and reached out to point at Awuli. Up to this point, in the consciousness space, except for the giant tree itself, everything had been emptied by Ang.

Arriving at the entrance of the space, pushing the two-headed snake corpse blocking the entrance out, Ang and his party left the space, closed the entrance, and then pressed both hands on the Void Law Tablet, pressing the Law Tablet into the dimensional space.

"Ah? Why are you snatching my space?"