Chapter 897

"Do I need to kowtow?" The Monarch put his hands behind his back, preparing to give Ang a flick on the head when he said "kowtow."

In the dimensional space, Little Bone kowtowed one by one, kowtowing for a long time before Nai Ge Li Si took shape.

Fortunately, Ang shook his head: "We, rank high, define it."

"Oh, Oracle? Divine Will?" The Monarch suddenly realized.

Ang thought for a while: "We, origin, void law."

"You mean, we are the void origin, and the things defined belong to the void law? Like the 'consciousness cannot be plundered' of the Ancient Divine Light?" the Monarch asked.

Ang nodded: "Here, no, power weak."

"Understand, in your dimensional space, if you define something, it is directly a void law. In the chaos plane, if I define something, it also belongs to the void law, but it doesn't work here. However, defining a book is still possible," the Monarch said.

Ang nodded and said to the mud-kneaded book: "Nai Ge Li Si."

"Nai Ge Li Si, God of Knowledge, lecherous brass dragon."

The Monarch and Ang sat on the ground like this, shouting at a mud-embryo book for an entire afternoon. This boring and monotonous act was simply a torture for the Monarch, but in order not to have to listen to Ang popping out one word at a time in the future, the Monarch endured it.

The mud embryo became clearer, more solid, and more like a book, until finally it floated up, the pages opened, and a piece of golden light floated on the page.

However, the golden light flickered a few times and then stopped. Nai Ge Li Si did not project over.

"What's the situation? Did it fail?" The Monarch looked at the dark yellow yellow-mud book and asked puzzled.

Ang shook his head and asked the yellow-mud book: "King, where did you go?"

Golden light shone in the pages again, and a brass dragon phantom slowly appeared in the pages, and then jumped out of it, appearing on the paper.

The newly emerged brass dragon phantom was still a bit confused, looked left and right, and its gaze finally fell on Ang, saying hesitantly: "Ang?"

Ang nodded.

"Kuba Da, it's really you. How did you become a wooden man?" Nai Ge Li Si asked, and then turned to the Monarch: "Old Immortal?"

The Monarch nodded: "It's me. So you actually projected over just now, but didn't recognize us, so you shrank back?"

Nai Ge Li Si's phantom flew out of the book and said: "Yes, it scared me. A projection node suddenly appeared in my faith network. I projected over to take a look, and a wooden man and a leather-armored man were staring at me. It scared me."

"Then why did you know it was us when Ang said 'Where did the King go'? Is this a secret code?" the Monarch asked puzzled.

"You still have the nerve to say? Back then you all disappeared suddenly and didn't tell me where you went. Only I and the dead skeleton were left in the Palace of Rest. Do you know how long I was troubled by this question? Forget it, where is this? What is the situation now?" Nai Ge Li Si hurried to change the topic.

It was troubled by this question from Ang back then because it wanted to pretend to be omniscient and trapped itself. This experience was too shameful, so it hurried to skip it.

The Monarch told the situation again.

Nai Ge Li Si complained: "I knew it would be like this. Except for you, there would be no one else who could make this dead skeleton throw away the land at home and not farm, and run away without a trace. It seems you suffered a big loss. Look at how thin you are."

"..."

With a strong soul, it's much easier to get another body. In order to cover up and facilitate activities, Ang chose the Lich Phylactery method, sealing the Soul Heart in the phylactery, stuffing it into the goblin's body, and then activating and resurrecting it.

The Monarch knocked and hit, and soon refined a rough Lich Phylactery.

The soul connection of undead creatures has an advantage. Everything the subjects know, the Monarch knows, so the Monarch can replicate things like the Home of the Departed, Rebirth Altar, and Undead Holy Fire in the Starburst Plane.

The Lich Phylactery naturally also knows, because Du Luo Ken knows, but the Black Warrior rebirth doesn't know, because Anthony is not his subject.

However, the knowledge obtained through soul connection also has a disadvantage: it can only be replicated, and it is difficult to improve, because the Monarch doesn't know the specific principles.

For example, the Lich Phylactery, the Monarch refined it very roughly, because that was technology from over a thousand years ago. Du Luo Ken's technology, after experiencing Ang's continuous supply of god-level materials, plus the inspiration from the Starburst Plane's Warlock Alliance, has become extremely precise.

But the problem also lies here. Without materials, precise Lich Phylacteries cannot be refined, whereas simple and rough phylacteries don't have so many restrictions.

"Why does a Lich Phylactery need to be so precise? It's not like it can't be used if it's rough. Isn't it just rebirth?" The Monarch was a bit dissatisfied to see his phylactery being disliked.

Nai Ge Li Si curled its lips in disdain: "Heh, you're outdated. Du Luo Ken's new Phylactery Type 6 can record memories in stages. Even if it's wrapped in a shroud and burned to death, rebirth can retain part of the memory, depending on when the last record was."

"And it's waterproof, dustproof, and self-repairing. It will even cultivate itself. Throw a ball of soul fire into it, and after a few decades, it might become a Soul Heart. This way, as soon as you resurrect, you have a strong soul, and if you encounter danger, it can even jump up and hit you, or run away by itself."

The Monarch was dumbfounded: "Is this still a phylactery?"

"This isn't a phylactery, this is your second life. Are you tempted? Report my name, hit nine... pfft, got used to bluffing." Nai Ge Li Si said excitedly, almost letting it slip.

"I'm really tempted. Can it cultivate itself? Can it cultivate to the Black Crystal Soul? If it can, I'll buy one."

"No one dares to collect your money, and you want to buy one? Keep dreaming. Forget about the Black Crystal Soul. The Undead Soul needs a soul network to take shape. Go practice slowly yourself."

"But shouldn't the phylactery be placed in a safe place? What's the use of putting it in the body?" the Monarch asked puzzled.

Ang didn't need to answer, Nai Ge Li Si had already explained: "The Lich Phylactery was originally for saving one's life, but this body is made for Silver Coin's projection, so the biggest function is no longer needed. Using the phylactery is for disguise. The soul is sealed on it, and even you can't sense the soul fluctuation."

"But I can do a soul scan. Won't I discover it if I scan the body?" the Monarch said.

"Heh, you'll at most scan a fresh heart," Nai Ge Li Si said proudly.

Ang stuffed the phylactery into the heart and cast a Beauty Cleansing Art. The heart immediately grew and healed, wrapping the phylactery. Even if you use a soul scan, what you see is just a fresh heart.

Adjust the position of the phylactery and the heart so that they fit together perfectly, pinch the chest cavity, and then punch the chest—rebirth.

The fresh heart actually started beating, pumping blood to the whole body.

If there was essence liquid, pouring a few bottles would be fine. Unfortunately, there wasn't. Ang could only use the Beauty Cleansing Art to comb the whole body to make the blood circulate completely. The goblin body came alive.

Silver Coin projected over, didn't check the body for the first time, but said strangely: "My lord, someone came to register me. They said that not only me, but all newborn gods must be registered, and they require me to abide by the law, stick to my divine duty, and blah blah blah, said a bunch of conditions."

"Pfft—registering gods? Who is so arrogant?"