Chapter 802: Do You See Where His Right Hand Is?

The Abyss Maw looked at Ang with suspicion. Admittedly, the Ancient Divine Light Wave just now shocked it, but that was power belonging to the Ancient Divine Light. Without black stone, Ang couldn't release power of this intensity.

And its request was actually exaggerated, with a bit of deliberate difficulty. In fact, it didn't need to fill the abyss ball. Filling half, or even one-third, would be almost enough, and it should be enough to let the Darkness Source "pull the door open." Saying fill it was just wanting to test Ang's limit.

Within half a year, wanting to fill this abyss ball, unless the body of the Darkness Source came in person, it would be possible.

What elemental perpetual motion machine or something, the Abyss Maw decided to ignore it, for fear that Negris would blow it and cause a mistake, and reminded again: "I don't care what kind of chicken it is. Half a year, you only have half a year. If you can't fill it, we... we'll think of other ways."

Anthony looked at the Abyss Maw with deep meaning. He could naturally hear the temptation in the Abyss Maw's words, but what he didn't expect was that even if they couldn't complete its request, it didn't say it wouldn't cooperate, but was preparing to change to another method.

It seems that the one who wants the Void Will to die the most is it.

Ang floated forward, pressed toward the abyss ball, and a series of dark elemental missiles immediately formed in front of him, whooshing and shooting toward the abyss ball, directly disappearing into that pitch-black darkness.

Negris counted silently and nodded with satisfaction. The frequency of fifty rounds per second was an improvement over before, and it couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "This dead skeleton, every time he makes progress, he does it secretly."

Hearing its muttering, Anthony couldn't help but sigh: "The lord is mainly too serious. If anyone can try, compare, and make continuous progress thousands of times like the lord when learning new things, look, he's coming again."

I saw that after Ang shot dark elemental missiles for a while, he tilted his head and stopped, thought for a while, and then continued to cast, but what he was casting was no longer dark elemental missiles, but streams of light.

Negris watched for a while and said: "The frequency has increased, sixty-two rounds per second now. He seems to have omitted the compression of the missiles and directly threw the dark elements out."

Anthony nodded: "Indeed, there is no need to compress them into missiles. After all, there is no need for destructive power; what is needed is the dark elements themselves."

Ang threw the dark elemental streams for a while, then suddenly dispersed his will, no longer concentrating on the abyss ball. The streams became messy and no longer accurately fell on the same point of the abyss ball, but roughly flew toward the direction of the abyss ball.

"Not working properly, playing again. This dead skeleton... eh? The frequency has increased again, sixty-eight rounds per second? What's the situation?" Negris muttered a few words, but found that the situation was inconsistent with what it saw.

Anthony hesitated and said: "The lord seems to have given up on gaze locking, letting his attention be more concentrated on the sensing of dark elements. Because the abyss ball has its own swallowing effect, as long as it is shot into the approximate range, the dark elements will naturally be swallowed in."

Negris muttered: "Seems to be the case, even gaze locking is saved."

Just at this time, the Little Demon King behind suddenly shouted weakly: "Abyss... Abyss Lord, your wings."

As the old subordinates of the Abyss Maw, the Little Demon King and the Starfire Goddess, the Light of Creation, felt very awkward, trying their best to shrink to the back, not to face the Abyss Maw, just pretending not to see.

The Abyss Maw was also awkward, so it had to ignore it. Now hearing the Little Demon King's words, it was a little surprised, paused for a moment, and looked at its wings.

The Abyss Maw's clone was called Dark Wings, and the biggest feature was its dark elemental big wings. Looking at it now, I saw that the edge of the wings was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became uneven.

"This... this is deprivation? He is depriving me of control over dark elements? What kind of joke is this?" the Abyss Maw said, stunned.

Who was it? One of the Primordial Ancient Gods, the Abyss. Even if this was just its clone, it couldn't be deprived of its control over elements by someone, right?

Its mind concentrated, its attention fell on the wings, and the dissipating dark elemental wings immediately stabilized.

The Abyss Maw secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, it was because it didn't pay attention that it was deprived of elements. As long as it cheered up, the elements would still be under its control.

Putting its attention back on Ang, it found that Ang didn't know when he had also spread a pair of wings. How did he also have wings?

Ang slowly flapped his wings. These wings hatched from the Holy Armor Egg grew bigger and bigger, thinner and thinner, and finally turned into thin wings like cicada wings, like butterfly wings.

Negris frowned and muttered: "Manifesting a pair of wings on the spot? Why? Is it because the dark elements around can no longer keep up with his consumption and need to expand the receiving area?"

Anthony asked: "Lord Negris, is there any way to measure dark elements?"

Anthony couldn't sense dark elements, and many people actually couldn't sense dark elements, including the Chaos Holy Spirit Legion.

They could use dark elements purely because of the Dark Wings on their backs, which were tools given by the Abyss Maw. Losing the tools, they couldn't sense dark elements themselves.

Many Ancient Gods were the same, because they could use dark elements due to innate abilities, but they couldn't necessarily sense dark elements, just like humans could breathe but couldn't sense oxygen.

The Abyss Maw could sense dark elements. It could sense that the location where Ang was had become a vortex of dark elements, and the dark elements around were continuously thrown toward Ang.

It was just that at the beginning, the range of the "vortex" was relatively small. Now after spreading the wings, the range of the vortex was based on the wings, expanding dozens of times.

"So many methods." The Abyss Maw muttered secretly in its heart, but it had to watch carefully to avoid missing any details, and then it discovered a problem.

It watched carefully, and the Dark Wings would uncontrollably dissipate. Its attention returned to the wings, and Ang might change his technique slightly again. If it was not careful, it would miss it, and it would be easy to fail to connect.

Some of Ang's technique changes were very slight, such as giving up "gaze locking," etc. If you didn't watch carefully, it was easy to ignore them.

Realizing that it seemed to have ignored some details again, because the speed of Ang's streams increased again, it hesitated, looked left and right, found that no one was paying attention to it, and quietly put away the Dark Wings.

Alright, now it didn't have to worry about dissipation, and it could watch with concentration.

I don't know how long it had passed, Anthony suddenly whispered to Negris: "Lord Negris, have you discovered that the Chaos Mist seems to be disappearing too?"

Negris was stunned when he heard this, immediately looked around, and nodded: "If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have discovered it. The Chaos Mist around is much thinner. I don't feel that the Chaos Mist is being thrown into the abyss ball. Is this dead skeleton using one mind for two purposes, stuffing dark elements into the abyss ball and Chaos Mist into the space? Do you see where his right hand is?"

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