Chapter 825

"Why can the sound of lightning travel so far? It's just a unicorn, and it doesn't know dark elements." Negris was completely puzzled.

"Ah? A unicorn? I can only vaguely hear a few words. Why can you tell it's a unicorn?" Tuhilix asked in surprise.

"Ah? You only heard a few words? Which words did you hear?" Negris asked.

"My lord help, lick, shock, just these few," Tuhilix said.

Negris put its hands on its hips and said: "Your hearing isn't good either. We heard the whole sentence. This tone is obviously Lightning."

The one with good hearing wasn't it, but Ang, but Ang hearing it meant it heard it, smug.

Tuhilix looked everyone over, and finally his gaze landed on Ang, saying: "Although I don't know if a unicorn can vibrate dark elements, to make a sound heard here doesn't require dark elements; as long as the vibration is large enough, it will do."

"There is an invisible channel from the chaos face to here that can amplify and transmit some vibrations, but other vibrations will decay and deform. Only dark element vibrations won't, so as long as one can listen to the vibrations of dark elements, one can hear many sounds."

"I have heard the roar of the abyss, the whispers of darkness, the snoring of bugs, and some messy things here," Tuhilix said.

Everyone was amazed. This was too magical. It took them months to fly here, but the sound could be transmitted to such a far place through dark elements and the invisible channel. Among those creatures on the chaos face, who would have thought that at such a long distance, someone could actually hear their words?

"Then have you heard any unspeakable secrets or something like that?" Negris asked curiously.

"How is that possible? Even if I heard them, I wouldn't understand if they were secrets. Besides, I can usually only hear intermittent things; it's not like you guys who hear it so clearly," Tuhilix said.

That's true. Even if he heard someone say "the minotaur auntie's underwear is pink," he wouldn't know if it was a secret. What if the minotaur auntie is a stripper?

"Forget it, let's go. Lightning is already calling for help, let's hurry back," Negris said.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, did you forget something?" Tuhilix said.

"Ah? Forget what?" Negris asked, puzzled.

"Kill me," Tuhilix said, pointing to his own chest.

"Pfft—we were chatting so well, why should we kill you?" Negris said, confused.

Tuhilix suddenly became anxious: "We were chatting well because I answered whatever you asked. I'm being so cooperative, isn't it because I hope you can kill me? Seriously, I'm not joking. Recently, I've felt wrinkles starting to appear on my skin, I don't stand straight when I get up in the morning, I occasionally leak urine, and my eyes don't see as clearly as before."

"If this continues, I don't know how much longer I have to stay here. I've stayed here for sixty thousand years and aged about thirty years. If I could have lived to ninety, that means for the next sixty thousand years, I have to live in the state of a seventy, eighty, or ninety-year-old. I don't want that. Kill me, I beg you."

Negris blinked and asked suspiciously: "What does 'not standing straight in the morning' mean?"

Anthony pushed it aside, unable to laugh or cry, and said: "Men's business, you virgin dragon wouldn't understand."

Only then did he turn to Tuhilix and say: "I understand your feelings, but why must we kill you? Can't you leave here with us?"

Tuhilix shook his head: "No, I am anchored together with the entire mage tower and the dimensional space. I can't leave the range where I can't see the mage tower."

"There's such a thing? I thought you just couldn't fly that far. Do you really just want to die? Haven't you tried other methods?" Anthony asked.

Tuhilix hesitated for a moment and asked: "What other methods could there be?"

Anthony looked at Ang.

Ang flew to the other end of the mage tower, reached out and pressed on the wall, first pressed hard, then shook his head.

Negris seemed to understand and asked: "Are you trying to press it into the dimensional space?"

Ang nodded: "No, will die."

Negris translated: "He said you will die. It seems you really are anchored to the mage tower; if the connection is broken, you will die."

Ang landed on the foundation of the mage tower again, manifested his origin body, and pushed the mage tower forward.

The towering mage tower and the entire small town slowly began to move, the speed getting faster and faster, drifting toward the direction of the chaos face.

Tuhilix slapped his thigh: "Ouch, why didn't I think of this method? I can't leave the range of the mage tower, but I can push the mage tower to move forward. I am really... ah ah..."

Before Tuhilix could finish speaking, he let out a painful scream. His face turned bright red, even the veins were bulging, and then his skin cracked inch by inch.

Ang pressed to stop the drifting mage tower and carefully pulled it back to its original position.

Only then did Tuhilix catch his breath and recover. If it had continued like that just now, he felt he would have been torn to pieces alive.

This magical change made the King unable to help but say: "It seems he is anchored together with the mage tower and the space. It should be anchored together by borrowing the dimensional space. It's really too magical. Why would someone spend so much effort to anchor him to the space?"

"Whoever it is, it should have something to do with the void will. It seems it won't work without destroying it. Lord Tuhilix, are you willing to keep your soul and become an undead creature?" Anthony asked.

"Does it hurt? If it doesn't hurt, hurry up, don't be like just now, it almost made me incontinent from the pain," Tuhilix said with lingering fear. The tearing pain just now was too scary; he just wanted to die, not to be pained to death.

"Then don't worry, reincarnating as an undead creature is the least painful. After reincarnation, even if your body is chopped into pieces, it won't hurt," Anthony comforted.

Tuhilix said: "Why does it sound even more terrifying to hear it said like that? Hurry up..."

Before he could finish speaking, the King grabbed his head with one hand and pulled hard, as if pulling something out. Tuhilix's body immediately went limp on the ground, and the breath of life quickly faded from him.

The King flipped his palm, and a soul fire rose from his palm. The flame was changing, and finally, it transformed into Tuhilix's face. He seemed to still not have reacted, his mouth opening and closing, and a soul fluctuation spread: "Hurry up and do it, don't hesitate, let me die cleanly..."

This death is clean enough.

"Done, let's go, Ang hurry up, Lightning is calling for help. Hey, what are you doing?" Negris was about to call out, but saw Ang flying toward the mage tower again.

Ang saw that he pressed both hands on the mage tower and pressed hard.

It didn't go in. This mage tower actually couldn't be put into the dimensional space?

But it doesn't matter, Ang reached into the dimensional space and knocked, and soon a worm poked its head out: "What's wrong?"

"Swallow, don't eat," Ang said.

"Oh," the hole worm responded, stretched out very, very long with a 'whoosh', and then suddenly opened its mouth.

It stretched out from Ang's dimensional space only as thick as an arm, but its mouth opened wide enough to swallow a mage tower, and in one go, it swallowed the mage tower and the town underneath.

Bang! A strange breaking fluctuation, as if something in the space had broken. Tuhilix's limp corpse turned directly into wisps of black smoke and dissipated in the void.

Alright, finally we can leave. But thinking that it would take months to fly back, Negris couldn't help but ask the still-dazed soul of Tuhilix: "By the way, how do you use your space slingshot? Teach me, I'll try to see if I can slingshot back from here."

PS: After taking a long trip last month, I might have had an adverse reaction to the environment, severe allergies, took allergy medicine, but it's easy to lose focus, my waist also hurts and I can't sit still, everything is uncomfortable.