Chapter 842: Corrupting Ang

With the endless supply of Chaos Mist as support, scales surged over Ang's body. His bones pierced through his skin, expanding his frame, before skin and scales covered them once more. It was as if he were shedding his bones to be reborn, his body size constantly inflating.

Finally, he spread his fleshy wings, the wingspan capable of covering the entire Chaos Plane, transforming into a true Ancient Time Dragon.

Then, Ang opened his eyes. They were not the vertical pupils typical of the dragon race, but pitch black, as if containing countless stars within. He hovered there, and the matter around him began to move in fits and starts—sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

It was like a stone drifting past; as it passed the Ancient Time Dragon, it would suddenly accelerate or decelerate. In reality, its speed remained constant; it had simply fallen into a turbulent flow where time was inconsistent.

Negris swallowed with difficulty. "This... this is an Ancient Dragon? The ancestor of the dragon race? Is... is it this terrifying?"

Negris felt a bit ashamed. If an Ancient Time Dragon was such a terrifying existence, then he, one of the only two dragons with a godhood, couldn't even compare to a single toe of an Ancient Dragon. This was too embarrassing for his ancestors.

"Indeed. The origin of time. Back then, among us origins, the Ancient Dragon was the one with the strongest combat power. I didn't expect to have the chance to see it again," the Origin of Darkness suddenly sighed with emotion.

"Correct, the most powerful. Because in the Void, the second most powerful thing is time. The Ancient Dragon's 'Time Extension Line' can stretch any attack. On a longer time scale, an attack capable of destroying the Abyss can turn into a breeze that merely tickles," the Abyss Maw interjected, its tone filled with helplessness.

"Pfft—Time Extension Line? Who came up with that name?" Negris spat out a mouthful of old dragon blood.

"The Void Will, probably. It should be. You heard that name from it. In the past, Ang's skills didn't have names," the Abyss Maw pondered and replied.

Negris hung his mouth open, not knowing what to say. So, the old dead guy had been doing so many things quietly? And he was saying no one knew.

"Well, aren't you seeing it now? The world eventually returns to chaos, eternal chaos. Time has no meaning in eternity," the Abyss Maw pointed at the red giant state that was still expanding.

Looking over now, it was a giant red ball of light. On the surface of the light ball, a face would occasionally emerge, glaring gloomily in the direction of the Ancient Dragon and the others.

The Monarch grabbed its neck and threw it aside, then raised a hand and pressed down. A Void Law Stele slowly emerged.

"Ah! Hot, hot, hot..." The Void Law Stele let out a series of screams and turned to drift away, but it was too late. Its speed was too slow. Before it could escape the radiation range of the red light, its surface began to melt. Its speed became slower and slower until it finally stopped, swallowed by the expanding red light.

Negris pouted unhappily. "Don't you usually do the same? Hacking and slashing recklessly all day long. You've corrupted Ang."

"Nonsense. Is the method I mentioned that kind of method?" The Monarch was a bit angry.

Negris said hesitantly, "My lord seems to have used the God of Scales as a shield, used the Power of the Profiteer to protect his body, and charged in. This... this... this..."

Forget it. The Monarch stopped agonizing and decided decisively, "Maw, Darkness, get ready. We're charging in."

"This... it's gone just like that? Then... is the 'Ten Thousand Forces Shall Unify' law still valid?" Negris said in shock.

"The Void is collapsing. I tried to hold it up, but unfortunately, I didn't succeed," the Monarch replied indifferently.

Negris widened his eyes in realization. "Oh, right. The Chaos Mist is actually your physical form. How could you not know where the Void Law Stele was hiding? And those tides were also created by you? Why?"

Although he had given all the Chaos Mist to Ang, without the Chaos Mist, he was still a dignified Undead Overlord, one of the origins of the Void.

"What 'what'? Once Ang dies, you, Origin of Darkness, will die too. The Maw won't die, so let the Maw be in front. If it resists, kill it directly," the Monarch said sternly.

As Ang expanded, the mist retreated wherever he passed, revealing many things that had been hidden deep within the Chaos Mist, such as a stele.

Gris chuckled. "My lord must have it under control."

Even Gris didn't know how to make excuses for Ang, because Ang's actions were too risky. If he didn't succeed, he would die, including those of them who had soul connections. Was the situation not yet urgent enough to take such a big risk?

At first, a red giant was pushed out from inside, but expanding to this size, the red giant couldn't maintain its outer form and had collapsed into a spherical shape.

He gave all his power to Ang because he trusted that Ang would have a way. He didn't expect it to be so risky. This was an all-or-nothing gamble; if he failed, everything would be over, without even a chance for a comeback.

By the time it reacted, Ang had already expanded to its vicinity. The intense red light radiated heat onto its body, and wisps of white smoke rose from the surface of the Law Stele.

Gris rested his chin on his hand and said, "It should have been Adams who named it. Spirit mages are usually mysterious and mentally unstable, not much different from alchemists. They would come up with such inexplicable yet very fitting names."

"Even if he has it under control, he shouldn't be this risky. Charging in like this, without even room for change—it's either the enemy dies or he dies. That dead child," the Monarch said with some agitation.

"The real Void Law Stele was dismantled by me long ago. These are all made by me, used for fishing," the Monarch said, glancing at the Origin of Darkness and the Abyss Maw. Clearly, the Void Law Stele was used to fish for them and the Void Will, but it didn't succeed.

The Monarch asked in confusion, "What does it have to do with Void Law? It's just a stele. It's like you being the God of Knowledge; burning you wouldn't affect the spread of knowledge, right? Maybe it would spread even faster."

This was Ang's ultimate dragon god transformation, turning into an Ancient Time Ang comparable to a main plane. The red giant state of the eternal divine light was even more massive than millions of Angs, and it was still expanding.

At this moment, the transformed Ang finally moved, flapping his wings and flying toward the red light. Everyone thought he was just approaching to attack, but who knew that a gold coin mark would rise on his body, followed by the sound of "Discount—Discount—", and he charged headlong into the red light while carrying the God of Scales.

Just as the Monarch was driving the Abyss Maw and the Origin of Darkness, preparing to charge in to save people, the expansion of the red light suddenly stopped.

"Ah?!" The Abyss Maw and the Origin of Darkness were both stunned. Charge in? Charge into such a red light that could even roast a Void Law Stele into evaporation?

The Monarch's words really poked at Negris's sore spot. The Star Academy was only able to be established because it didn't have his blind command. He was so angry that he breathed dragon breath onto the Monarch.

"..." A period of unspeakable silence. Everyone looked at each other. After a long while, the Monarch said, "He... what is he doing? Is he crazy?"

On the third Void Law Stele, a consciousness was slowly waking up, somewhat blankly probing its intent toward its surroundings, seemingly puzzled: Huh, where did the mist go? Why is it a bit hot?

Then he sighed, "Sigh, we know too little about Ang's deeds. By the way, you said 'time' is the second most powerful. According to the power of the Time Extension Line, is there really a power in the Void more terrifying than 'time'?"

The Monarch said angrily, "Am I being reckless? I have it under control, I..." He didn't finish before he was speechless, because in the previous second he had said "Even if he has it under control, he shouldn't be," which was basically blocking his own mouth with his own words.

"Huh, the third Void Law Stele!? It's the 'Ten Thousand Forces Shall Unify' Stele!" Negris said in shock. ===== CHAPTER 843 =====