Chapter 783

What Awuli materialized was a unicorn with a slender body, pure white all over, elegant hair, and very beautiful. But as soon as it opened its mouth, that silly tone completely destroyed its image.

The God of Life propped up from Ang's shoulder and said slowly: "It's not your space, this is the parent plant's space."

"Ah?"

Anthony immediately stood out and said with a smile: "Lord Awuli, from a legal perspective, direct descendants enjoy priority inheritance rights. The God of Life is a direct descendant of the Tree God, and the Little Sapling is a direct descendant of the God of Life. They all enjoy the parent plant's priority inheritance rights."

"You are the guardian elf of the space, and legally you belong to property, having no inheritance rights. So the consciousness space is not yours; it belongs to the God of Life."

Debating and reasoning, how could it out-debate an old god-stick like Anthony? It was stunned on the spot, somewhat at a loss.

Ang didn't care about it either, preparing to stuff everyone into the space, and then find another place with thick fog to swallow.

Seeing they were about to leave, Awuli became anxious, quickly blocked the front and said: "Can't leave, give the space back to me, otherwise I'll beat you."

Anthony immediately laughed, rolled up his sleeves, a colorful form appeared on his body, and said majestically: "Really? Really want to beat us? You have materialized now, you can't recover anymore. Why not just beat us to death."

"Ao!" Little Angel shouted excitedly, also rolling up his sleeves, a colorful giant angel appearing on his body.

Little Zombie also made a posture of rolling up sleeves. It usually wears soul armor and has no sleeves.

Awuli's horn was itchy, brewing Consciousness Lightning, but didn't dare to release it, because it found that although Ang didn't roll up his sleeves, his gaze was always locked on it.

In the consciousness space, it had already been beaten by Ang into a psychological shadow. After struggling for a while, it didn't dare to make a move.

And it found, did it get fooled? After materializing, it didn't have the characteristic that the consciousness entity couldn't be broken no matter how it was beaten. Could it be that the other party agreed to help it materialize just to snatch its consciousness space?

Cowardly, cowardly, but Awuli was unwilling to have the space taken away, and said angrily: "Are you reasonable? That is my space, I am the guardian elf of the consciousness space, the space is mine."

A kind and friendly smile appeared on Anthony's face, and he reached out and took out a thick book: "Reasonable? Of course we are reasonable. According to Article 1127 of the Civil Code, the first order of legal heirs: spouse, children, parents. See, you are a guardian elf, not in the first order."

Anthony's finger poked forcefully on the page, making Awuli unable to help but lean over to look.

Anthony asked: "See? Are we reasonable?"

Awuli shook its head: "I don't know your characters, can't understand. Anyway, you are unreasonable. This is just your reason, I don't follow your reason."

"Then it's about force?" Anthony started rolling up his sleeves again.

Awuli's face twisted into a ball. It couldn't beat them, and couldn't out-debate them. It simply played the rogue and blocked the way, not letting them leave.

It must be said that this is the most correct method. Although it is a bit silly, it is precisely because of this that everyone is embarrassed to kill it. Finally, there was no other way, Ang grabbed its horn and stuffed it into the space. Anyway, it counts as wealth, might as well snatch it together.

Just like this, more than ten days passed. In the dimensional space, Awuli, who had already become familiar with the environment here, wandered around. Seeing that there was a lack of grass by the lake, it stepped on its hooves and produced a patch of colorful grass.

After it ran far away, the grass turned into light and collapsed, and the lake returned to its original barren appearance. After a period of time, some grass would grow tenaciously.

If it could survive the harsh environment, the grass would multiply. If it couldn't survive, it would turn into organic matter, equivalent to sowing a patch of vitality.

Just like this, Awuli played happily and never mentioned the consciousness space again. This place is much more interesting than a space full of consciousness entities. Of course, the fundamental reason is that it couldn't out-debate Anthony and couldn't beat Ang.

After these days of observation, Anthony finally confirmed one thing: "It might really be the guardian elf of the consciousness space. It can indeed create 'consciousness'."

"It's not really creating consciousness, it should be sowing the seeds of consciousness. As for whether it can grow, it seems it can't control it either," Negris said.

"Master can, as long as it is materialized on the spot," Anthony said.

However, Ang had no interest in the small flowers and grass materialized by Awuli, instead holding a horn and pointing at it there.

Ang is no longer a lonely bone at this moment, but a colorful consciousness entity. Obviously, he learned this ability to reverse-present the consciousness entity from Awuli, and didn't need to eat consciousness fruit at all.

The consciousness entity held the solid horn and waved it, and large patches of gravel were spread out, with efficiency several times faster than before.

With the help of the continuous Chaos Fog and the gain of the horn, Ang finally filled the entire space, reaching a total diameter of more than a thousand kilometers, presenting an irregular oval shape.

Ang divided the space into two parts. The first part is the original area, where many houses were built. Ang basically stuffed people into this area.

The second part is the newly built desert, with a diameter of more than nine hundred kilometers, separated from the first part by a ditch of more than ten kilometers. Unless you can fly, you can't come from the farm side to the desert side.

And the periphery of these two parts is the edge of the space, a void, just like the Palace of Rest in those years.

Negris couldn't help but complain: "Use it as a storage space. This place is much larger than any space, the Palace of Rest can't compare. But Ang, you are preparing to build a new world, this is too small. You might as well find a plane to play with."

Ang is simply building a new world from scratch. What's the point of this? Even the God Tree Continent has a diameter of more than five hundred kilometers. Why work so hard here? Isn't it enough to find a plane outside the Chaos Plane?

Ang shook his head, arrived at the edge of the space, and inserted the Void Law Tablet of the consciousness space into the ground.

The whole space immediately trembled gently. After a few dozen seconds, it returned to calm, seeming to have undergone some changes, but it didn't look like there were any changes.

"What did you do? You stacked the consciousness space here? Multiple stacking? Aren't you afraid the space will collapse due to imbalance?" Negris thought for a long time before realizing what happened.

Ang shook his head, the Ring of Scales appeared on his back and said: "Not afraid, measuring."

"Pfft—" Negris was speechless. It turns out the Ring of Scales can be used as a space balance measuring instrument?

Just then, Anthony suddenly moved his expression, listened for a while, and said urgently: "Master, we'd better go back to the shelter, it's chaotic there."