Chapter 822: I Might Have Burned His Book

Tuhilix first froze, then laughed happily: "That would be great. I've long been bored in this place. If you can hurt me, that's a kind of relief. I'll be very grateful to you."

"Ah? Have you been here for a long time? Why not leave since you're bored? I was just joking, thinking you have no defense against strangers like this." Anthony said smoothly.

The Monarch suddenly sighed with his soul, and Ang tilted his head.

Only heard the Monarch say with soul fluctuation: "Why didn't I find Piero so cunning before? He can easily extract a lot of information."

"That's right, these were all practiced by him after reincarnating countless times and being a god-stick for a thousand years," Negris said.

Anthony's ability to cut into the conversation and extract information made even the Monarch sigh. Tuhilix was unknowingly hooked, and was soon extracted clean.

Tuhilix said: "I've been here for 60,000 years, probably 60,000 years, and there are a few hundred scattered years I'm too lazy to remember. Need to go to the magic clock to take a look."

"Ah? 60,000 years, but you look so young. I thought you were only sixty or seventy years old, no wrinkles at all." Anthony was shocked.

Even for undead creatures, existing for 60,000 years was not easy. At least the bones had to be metalized and sleep in a place where death aura was very thick to have a possibility of surviving for 60,000 years.

Ordinary withered skeletons would rot away in a few decades. The Rest Palace was closed for a thousand years, and even the silver skeleton's bones rotted. How could a living person survive for more than 60,000 years? Unless he was not a human.

But even the Majesty said he was a human. The Majesty couldn't have seen it wrong, right?

"Ah? Are there wrinkles? Oh oh oh, oh my, too rude." Tuhilix hurriedly covered his face, took out a bottle of liquid, smeared a little on his face, and patted it gently.

That kind of liquid was likely similar to the Beauty Goddess's skin rejuvenation set, which had the effect of activating the skin. After some patting, Tuhilix's face looked much more tender.

But this couldn't restore his youth. Finally, he could only say regretfully: "At most, it's like this. Still too old. I don't know why. Anyway, aging is very slow here. I came here when I was thirty, but 60,000 years have passed, and I feel like I've only aged thirty or forty years."

"Oh, how did you come here? Why not leave?" Anthony asked curiously.

This was really curious. This was a place 180 million kilometers away from the Chaos Plane. It took them a lot of effort to come here. How could a human mage come here?

"I was teleported," Tuhilix said.

"You were teleported from a nearby plane? Are there planes nearby?" Anthony asked.

"No, I was teleported from a material plane. The distance here should be very far, because I used a space slingshot technique to borrow an anchor point to slingshot myself over," Tuhilix said.

Space slingshot technique? Negris blinked, hurriedly leaned on Ang, and retracted his consciousness to his main body.

The Brass Book was in the dimensional space. Negris flapped the pages, circled around, and finally found Xiludi on Hole-Hole Worm outside the land.

The dimensional space was a bit wide because it was supported by Hole-Hole Worm. Several pieces of land floating in it looked very empty.

There was also a large empty area in the distance, filled with Chaos Mist. Knowing how big it was required pushing away the mist.

Hole-Hole Worm was between several pieces of land and the mist, curled into a chubby worm and sleeping there. From time to time, space bubbles would emerge from his nose, and then 'pop' and burst.

Xiludi was carefully approaching the space bubbles, carefully grabbing something when it shattered.

Too bold. This was a space bubble produced by Hole-Hole Worm's snoring. Not to mention grabbing it, even touching the edge would easily tear Xiludi into pieces. This kind of action was as dangerous as a spoon going into magma.

However, Xiludi was also well-prepared, wearing a holy armor, and a long 'tail' around her waist, hanging her on Hole-Hole Worm. Once there was any sudden change, she would pull herself away immediately.

Don't ask why not use more convenient spatial flashing. Still want spatial flashing at Hole-Hole Worm? Dream on.

Because it was too dangerous, Negris didn't dare to disturb her until she grabbed something and pulled it back to a safe place before flying over, saying irritably: "Are you crazy? Don't want your life? What are you fishing for?"

Xiludi proudly displayed the things in her hand: "Space fragments, don't you know how precious this thing is? Such a small piece can be sealed into an independent dimensional space. I begged Big Cat for a long time, and even stroked him for a long time, before he reluctantly gave me a little bit. Now Hole-Hole Worm has a pile just by snoring. If I don't fish a little, how can I sleep? This fishing is a Mage Tower, 100 luxury magic crystal cars, 1,000 beauty package coupons!"

Negris said irritably: "Want money but not life. If the space bubble tears you into pieces, you can't even put them back together. Ang can't save you either. Might as well go help Ang plant the land and then trade for a little."

Xiludi stuck out her tongue.

"Forget it, I came to ask you, do you know the space slingshot technique?" Negris asked.

Xiludi's eyes lit up: "Am I imagining a magic that uses space anchor points for ejection, thereby performing ultra-long-distance teleportation? Space slingshot? Really appropriate, just call it space slingshot. Lord Negris, you name things really well."

Negris said irritably: "I didn't name it, but someone used this technique to teleport here from very far away."

Xiludi looked at him suspiciously: "Impossible, right? This is very cutting-edge magic exploration. I haven't seen any mage involved in this research, including the Starburst plane. How could anyone have applied it?"

"Could it be that other planes have such a high level? But even if they have the level, they don't have the conditions, right? Who can have the ability to anchor positions like the Lord?" Xiludi muttered.

"What do you mean? Need to anchor the position to work?" Negris asked.

"Of course, the anchor point is the most important. It determines how far you can teleport. Since you said slingshot, let's use a slingshot as an example. What determines how far you can 'slingshot' is not the projectile, but the bow handle and the string. The bow handle is the anchor point. The more stable the anchor point, the longer the string is pulled, and the farther the ejection distance," Xiludi made a drawing bow gesture, gesturing while speaking.

Anchor point? Negris muttered this word, projected his consciousness to his body, and then told Anthony through the soul network.

Anthony said in the soul network: "That is to say, he needs an anchor point to teleport himself here. Who is this 'anchor'? By the way, this Tuhilix is very likely from the main plane. The books he wrote were very likely burned by me."

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