Chapter 874

A continuous stream of faith energy poured into Ang's soul network; the increase had arrived.

"Only the power of belief can be generated out of thin air. Material things have their limits; only belief is inexhaustible."

In the past, Ang didn't care about the increase because the reserves were endless. The void was filled everywhere with dark elements and chaotic mist; it was simply inexhaustible.

It was like how only a monarch would repeatedly mention the energy-level desert; others were indifferent to the term. What a monarch considered a desert was an oasis to everyone else.

But after gathering all the matter, energy, and consciousness, Ang finally understood what a desert was. A desert meant that even if you gathered all the matter and energy of the entire chaotic plane, it wouldn't be enough to send the monarch away from this place.

This metaphor might be a bit hard to understand, but put another way, Ang could immediately empathize: the water elements in the air weren't even enough to water the fields.

How could this do? It wouldn't work; he needed an increase, he needed to water the fields.

Now the increase had arrived, and it was substantial. Because there was an 1,800-fold rate, the increase was also accumulating at 1,800 times the speed.

The Ancient Divine Light felt something was wrong. Why did the Eternal Chaos seem a bit out of control? Was it an illusion?

The Ancient Divine Light didn't dare to take it lightly because Eternal Chaos demanded chaos and disorder. If there was even the slightest change, it wouldn't be called "chaos" anymore; order would be rebuilt within the change.

However, just as it focused its attention on the central area, a face floated up on the surface of the red giant sphere. It was twisted and seemed to be adapting to something.

The abnormality of the red giant sphere alarmed the monarch. He projected his will over and asked hesitantly, "Ang?"

The face seemed to find its focus, cast its gaze over, and landed on the monarch: "King..."

The monarch breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How is the situation? Are you all okay?"

In the past, there was Nai Ge Li Si who would occasionally return to report the situation. After Andong also went in, the monarch had completely lost all sources of information. He knew nothing and could only sit here and worry.

"It's fine, very good," Ang said.

"It's good that you're fine. Then, are you projecting yourself to ask for help? Speak, tell me what needs to be done. The manpower is all prepared for you." The monarch gestured behind him.

Ang cast his gaze toward the rear and only then discovered that shadows were everywhere; these figures even extended to the shattered planes in the back.

The shattered planes were being towed by several ancient gods and fixed in the void to prevent them from falling into the red giant sphere. All the "planes" on them were already crowded with undead creatures.

However, the largest number was still in the void, shadows everywhere, almost boundless. Almost all the undead creatures were here. Luoke was kicking Hawei and Flash Feiti, telling them to get up quickly.

The Great Sage and the witch were also hurriedly tidying up their appearance. The witch even covered her face with a face towel, revealing only the dry circles around her eyes.

After the red giant sphere expanded, all vitality seemed to be disappearing. Even long-lived species like dragons and elves were accelerating toward aging and death, and the means to revitalize the body naturally all failed.

Only the immortal undead creatures remained.

However, Ang shook his head. From the monarch's perspective, the face just swayed, but those who knew him knew he was shaking his head: "No need for help, King. Sending you away, Great Desert."

"What do you mean? Send me away from this energy-level Great Desert?" The monarch asked in shock, thinking he had misheard.

Ang nodded.

The monarch asked in disbelief, "Is it possible? How?"

"Spatial slingshot," Ang said.

The monarch asked suspiciously, "What are you using as an anchor? Can it shoot that far? Energy-level Great Desert, you have to send me to a place with starlight."

"There is an anchor, an idiot," Ang said.

The guy Ang called an idiot was charging forward with his head down. When he charged fiercely, his whole body turned into a phantom, but he couldn't hold it for long before he popped out, turning into a void fortress—the Holy Kingdom.

The small ghost in the core could accumulate a bit of faith energy every once in a while. Once it had enough faith energy, it would charge forward, and the entire Holy Kingdom would blur into a light shadow, accelerating wildly for a distance.

Unfortunately, the direction was wrong. Just like that, it persisted in its wild dash for twenty years. The small ghost crossed an incomparably vast distance and finally left the chaotic plane far behind.

Why did it get the direction wrong? Because when it flew toward Ang's position, Ang performed two spatial slingshots, so the small ghost adjusted its direction.

When Ang performed the spatial slingshot again and entered the red giant sphere, it lost its sensing, so the single-minded small ghost followed the last direction and dashed wildly on the wrong path.

If it were an ordinary person dashing like this, it wouldn't matter; they wouldn't get very far in twenty years. But the small ghost wasn't ordinary; it had assimilated the Light Godhead. In a sense, it had already become the Light Main God.

What was even more explosive was that it believed in Ang. The Light Main God believed in Ang, and its rank in the Light pantheon was higher than the God of Balance, which led to a situation.

The massive faith energy it offered fed back directly into its Godhead, equivalent to self-belief.

Only belief was inexhaustible, so after dashing for twenty years, the small ghost's power hadn't been exhausted.

Plus, as it ran, it inexplicably comprehended a blurring ability. The Holy Kingdom's movement speed was very slow, but after blurring, it could instantly increase to the speed of light.

Just like that, dashing and dashing, it didn't know where it had dashed to.

Ang only sensed this idiot's position now when the faith energy had greatly increased. Just right, using it as an anchor to send the King out could save a lot of energy.

"... It can be done like this? Alright then, throw me over." The monarch was speechless, but immediately became excited again. Using a spatial slingshot to escape the energy-level Great Desert was indeed much faster than him flying slowly.

The Holy Kingdom, which was dashing wildly forward, suddenly stopped. The small ghost looked toward the direction it came from: "Ao—?"

"Ao—" After a pause, the small ghost responded again, indicating it understood. The Holy Kingdom stopped steadily in place.

Then, with a violent tremor, the small ghost felt a powerful traction force, and the Holy Kingdom was dragged into motion.

Having completed all this, the Holy Kingdom turned around and dashed wildly in the direction it came from. However, by the time it returned to the chaotic plane, it would take another twenty years.

The monarch had left, and this undead legion accumulated in the void could also be disbanded. Luoke, Flash Feiti, Hawei, the witch, the Great Sage, and the big skeleton—these intelligent undead creatures—all offered their souls and retained their memories through the soul network, entering the dimensional space.

As for those undead creatures without consciousness, they were thrown directly into the red giant sphere to become part of the Eternal Chaos.

And the Ancient Divine Light had no idea that Ang's power could already come and go freely within the red giant sphere. It still received reports from Adansi from time to time, hoping that Adansi would eliminate all life and let Eternal Chaos lose time.

Until two years later, Ang completely mastered Eternal Chaos. The red giant sphere rapidly contracted, turning into a giant hand, and pinched the Ancient Divine Light in its palm.

"How... how is this possible? How did you do it? Eternal Chaos is clearly my power!" The Ancient Divine Light struggled fiercely and shouted in disbelief.

"I have, increase," Ang responded. The "giant hand" pinched hard, and this primordial ancient god, who was equivalent to creating the entire chaotic plane, was pinched to death just like that.

What Eternal Chaos feared most was regularity. The moment the increase was generated, it represented that order was being rebuilt.

The void returned to calm. All resources were invested into Ang's dimensional space, where a new world was gestating. Only a "giant hand" remained.

However, one day, the giant hand suddenly moved, turning into a face, and looked suspiciously toward the end of the void: "The King is shouting, help?"