Chapter 820: Is That a Mage Tower?

The Speed Snail's speed was very fast. When it accelerated in the Void without resistance, the speed even reached 3 million kilometers per day. Soon they left the Chaos Mist area and entered the Land of Nothingness.

"So empty, there is nothing, even the thinnest elements are not there. No wonder it's called the Land of Nothingness," Negris sighed.

"Yes, no matter how far the distance is on the Chaos Plane, there will be some thin elements, gases, dust, etc. Here, there is really no matter at all. No wonder those ancient gods know nothing about this area. It's desolate to this state. Which ancient god would run here?" Anthony also sighed.

The area of the Chaos Plane was very large, but all concentrated on the flat surface. The upper and lower sides were completely different worlds. Not only was there no Chaos Mist here, but there was no matter at all, not even the wind elements that were originally very thin in the Void.

"Are there still dark elements?" Negris asked. He could perceive other things, but not dark elements, so he could only ask Ang.

Ang nodded.

"That's not bad, not true nothingness. But this also means that those ancient gods or creatures who don't understand dark elements cannot survive in this Land of Nothingness. Will there really be things 100 million kilometers away?" Negris said suspiciously.

"Others can't survive, but the Void Will should be able to. After all, he is the Void Will," Anthony said.

Just like this, flying and flying. At first, Negris and Anthony still had the mood to chat, but after the seventh day, even the interest in chatting was gone. Only Ang's shoulders shrugged, focusing on planting things in the dimensional space.

"Really envy this dead skeleton. Doesn't he get bored?" Negris hung his whole head on the snail's back, muttering enviously.

Hearing his muttering, the Monarch said: "Isn't it because he's too bored that he plants things?"

"You are because you're too bored, Ang is not. He just likes it. He won't be happy if he's not allowed to plant. He must do it himself. He doesn't need to pretend to be bitter enough," Negris said.

The farm barrier of the Rest Palace was created by Du Luo Ken because the Monarch was too bored, and also arranged a bunch of boundary markers.

The Monarch scratched his head embarrassedly, saying: "Yes, too bored. Once I boredly said: How about catching a dragon to raise? Luoke ran to catch a dragon for me. Too bored."

"You catch things to raise because you're bored? Idle... No, what you caught was me!? Kabadar! It turned out it was because of this that Luoke went to catch me. You didn't say it like that at the time. You said: Hearing that my name as the God of Knowledge is spread on the earth, I want to invite you to spread knowledge. Kabadar, you lied to me, look at me, you old immortal!!" Negris was angry.

The Monarch blocked his face embarrassedly, muttering: "Ouch, let it slip, let it slip."

Fortunately, the snail relieved his embarrassment. The Speed Snail suddenly slowed down and said: "I can almost not feel my body. I can't go forward."

"Ah?" Negris was instantly confused. They had calculated everything, but they had missed one point: the Speed Snail was just a clone of the Iron-Scaled Scavenger, and there was a distance limit with the main body.

Maybe not forgotten, just didn't know where its limit was, and even the Iron-Scaled Scavenger himself didn't know how far his clone could leave the main body.

After all, Abyss Big Mouth had let his clone approach the main plane, and that distance was much farther than here.

"I am not an origin," the Speed Snail said: "I can almost not feel the main body. Can't go anymore."

"What should we do? Without you, if we fly slowly, the time will be long. It might be slower than Big Mouth's team. How far is it from the starting point?" Negris asked.

"1,897,000, kilometers." Ang said a number with zero and whole.

"So far already? Only out for seven days, then you fly more than 2 million kilometers a day. Really can't go forward?" Negris asked unwillingly.

"Awoo—" the Speed Snail said.

The snail couldn't go forward, so he had to let him go back first. Even stuffing him into the dimensional space wouldn't work, because the dimensional space anchor point was Ang's hand. Ang moving forward meant he was moving forward, and he would still lose connection with the main body.

Looking at the Speed Snail's departing back, Negris suddenly thought of a question: "What about your Undead Godhead? Can you sense it? Don't let your connection with the Undead Godhead break while running, that would be a heavy loss."

Negris was talking about the Undead Godhead anchored in the Monarch's domain.

Ang patted his chest: "I am an origin."

Negris almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, because Ang was clearly responding to the Speed Snail's sentence 'I am not an origin'. This dead skeleton was now lazy in speaking.

"Fine, you are an origin, then you take us to fly over." Negris said irritably.

"Oh." Ang responded, scales surging on his body, quickly transforming into a muscular Dragon God, even spreading the wings on his back, grabbing Negris with one hand, grabbing Anthony with the other, and flying toward the distance just like that.

Really taking them? Negris was a bit surprised, hurriedly breaking Ang's claws, adjusting a comfortable space with dragon body engineering for himself.

Today's Ang, after transforming into a muscular Dragon God, was a full ten meters tall, with broad shoulders, long hands and legs, and pinched Negris with one claw.

The Monarch also manifested his original body and flew forward side by side with Ang, flying and flying, suddenly asking: "The snail only supported 18 million kilometers and couldn't support it. How far do you think we can support?"

Ang tilted his head, then shook his head.

Negris translated: "Don't know. What about you? How far do you think you can project?"

The Monarch thought for a while and said: "The Starburst plane is 1 billion kilometers away from the Chaos Plane, right? Then 1 billion kilometers. Don't know beyond that."

"Then why do you ask this? The place we are going is only 180 million kilometers, far away." Negris said.

"If there is a place 10 billion kilometers away, 100 billion kilometers, or even 10,000 times 100 billion kilometers, do you think I can fly there?" The Monarch said to himself.

"Pfft... 10,000 times 100 billion kilometers? Is the Void that big? Reached the end of the Void, right? What are you going so far for?" Negris asked puzzled.

"Curious, do you think it's possible?" The Monarch said.

"Should be possible. You won't die. Fly slowly, you will always be able to fly there one day." Negris said.

The Monarch shook his head: "Still will die. Didn't you find that there is nothing in the Void? Not even death aura. If I fly in this environment for 10,000 years, I will also wither and perish."

"You really thought about it? Are you crazy? Kabadar, no wonder you didn't accept Luoke's offering. Originally you had this plan long ago. Fly 1 quadrillion kilometers? What do you want to find?" Negris asked.

"Find something to hack. The ancient gods here are all too weak, no fun." The Monarch said.

Hearing this, Negris knew that the Monarch didn't just say it, but had already made up his mind. This old immortal had never been a quiet guy.

After being blasted by the faith storm, he didn't hesitate to abandon his body and project to the Starburst plane, hacking from the ground to the Starburst array, and from the Starburst array to the Chaos Plane. No need to think, he must have discovered something, and his soul began to be restless again.

"Still too weak? You can't even handle the Void Will. Handle the Void Will first before talking." Negris said irritably.

The Monarch smiled: "I have already told Ang the biggest secret of the Chaos Plane. If the Void Will is really a consciousness born from the Ancient Divine Light, then Ang can easily pinch him to death."

"Then you can't run around. Study the Void thoroughly first. In case you really die on the road, it won't be good." Negris said.

"Yes, in case there is really 1 quadrillion kilometers, even if the entire Chaos Plane is brought along, it may not be able to fly to the destination. We are like in a desert. Even if all the food is brought, we can't walk out of this desert. The Void is that desert. Power, this is a desert of energy levels." The Monarch sighed faintly.

Ang tilted his head. Although he heard all the Monarch's words, it was too complicated. Forget it, Ang was too lazy to think, focusing on flying forward.

Although a bit slower than the Speed Snail, after five months, he still found something.

"Hiss—I didn't see it wrong, right? That's a Mage Tower? Are you kidding?"

Thanks to Yin Shen Ba for the tip. ===== CHAPTER 821 =====