Chapter 955

Ang quickly cast different marks, continuously striking them into the hammer. Whichever mark moved, Ang would strike that one, just like playing whack-a-mole, forcefully striking the marks that were about to move back into place.

This was actually a very perverted thing, because the power attributes of each mark were different, including strong/weak electricity, magnetism, etc., as well as dark elements. No one could master so many types of power at the same time, but Ang could switch easily, without even needing to transform.

Naigelis looked at Ang's actions and asked in astonishment: "What did I do? Why is its reaction so big?"

Ang still had the energy to say: "Activate power, incantation."

"Pfft... a single incantation can activate its power? So low-level?" Naigelis wanted to vomit blood. This hammer clearly had intelligence. Although its consciousness was incomplete, it was very likely damaged before. A weapon with consciousness could be counted as a divine artifact, soul weapon, or spirit weapon, such as the Earth Hammer of the little angel.

The Earth Hammer is a typical divine artifact. Although its magic spirit has too much personality, such a divine artifact could not have its power activated by an incantation; it's too low-level.

Uh... it's hard to say. If you threatened the Earth Hammer, saying you would soak it in farm fertilizer, it could also trigger its power, but that is not an incantation.

Only very low-level weapons need low-level activation methods like incantations, which do not match a weapon of the Ten Thousand Attraction Divine Hammer's level.

Ang shook his head and said somewhat distressingly: "Incantation, release, original seal, power, activation, break through, my seal."

"You mean, the incantation can release its original seal? The seal that makes it grow big?" Naigelis spread its arms, gesturing to the entire underground space, and said incredulously.

This was even more absurd. A hammer the size of a human head compared to a hammer as big as the entire space—there was a difference of millions of times in volume. Such a huge enhancement, just by a single incantation?

Although it was unbelievable, the fact was just like this. Because the original seal was released and the power was triggered, the Ten Thousand Attraction Divine Hammer wanted to restore itself to its original huge volume, but Ang kept adding marks one after another, sealing it up again.

If the Ten Thousand Attraction Divine Hammer had a complete consciousness, it would definitely be cursing loudly now. What kind of person is this? He can even fix the seal you released.

Now it had two layers of seals on its body. The first layer was its own pattern marks. These marks shrank it from a giant hammer to a large hammer. Originally, this layer of seal was released by Naigelis, but it was fixed by Ang again.

The second layer was cast by Ang, changing it from a large hammer to a small hammer.

With the two layers of seals stable, the Ten Thousand Attraction Divine Hammer could no longer struggle and shouted feebly there: "Too... much... talk... die... die..." It didn't know whose talk was so much that it formed such a strong obsession.

Anthony and Du Luo Ken also searched the entire plane and returned to report: "There are no other discoveries, but the main structure here seems to be very solid, and the aura of death is rich. Both the soil and stones have traces of being infiltrated."

"I also discovered that some black crystals have traces of deformation due to heavy pressure. Do you think it's possible that these black crystals were not black crystals originally, but only became black crystals after being infiltrated here for a long time? If they were black crystals from the beginning, they would only shatter, not deform," Du Luo Ken said.

The hardness of black crystals is very high; they basically do not deform, only shatter. However, many black crystals had traces of deformation. The greatest possibility is that they were first subjected to squeezing and then transformed into black crystals.

Naigelis nodded: "Possible, otherwise shattering black crystal would be too scary."

Compared to shattering a Black Crystal Body, Naigelis was more willing to believe this guess, otherwise it would be too scary. Who threw this hammer? What kind of existence was the other party? If the Old Undying recovered his full strength, could he beat the other party?

Carrying these doubts, Naigelis took stock of the gains from this trip.

A plane almost entirely composed of black crystal aggregation, which might have been squeezed by the power of devouring when it was formed, so it was very tight and solid. The outer surface was loose because of the long time, and a layer could be scraped off, but the interior remained solid. Even the large hammer strike only cracked a circle of spiderweb patterns.

According to Du Luo Ken's meaning, it would be best to transform it into a Void Fortress. In this way, even without the barrier of the Heavenly Kingdom Fortress, its defensive power would far exceed that of the Heavenly Kingdom Fortress.

"Transforming it is very easy. Remember the energy tower at the bridgehead? I have already reverse-engineered it. When the time comes, build two here, and you can move this plane," Du Luo Ken said.

Because of the volume, the difficulty of moving this black crystal plane was even smaller than the bridgehead, so one energy tower could also move it, but building two was because it was very solid here and could withstand greater acceleration without disintegrating.

Then there was a brand-new mark, or rather, writing. A single incantation could trigger the power of the Ten Thousand Attraction Divine Hammer. Go back and continue to study it to see if there were any other uses.

Finally, there was this hammer. Unfortunately, it was sealed, and I don't know what use it could have. The Earth Hammer could still loosen soil; could this thing be used to loosen soil?

While letting his imagination run wild, Du Luo Ken threw down a delivery array slab, Ang dug up a pile of black crystals, and then hand-crafted a teleportation array, teleporting back directly.

It took a long time to fly when coming, but it was not needed when going back. The delivery array was prepared for the next time. If you want to come next time, just teleport directly.

Not long after returning to the bridgehead, Anthony received news: "The Mourning Undead Legion has set out. They flew over, and the scouts couldn't keep up."

In the void, thirty-some Mourning Undead soldiers were "leaping." They first kicked the void violently with both feet, and then their entire bodies flew forward. There was no resistance in the void, so their speed was very fast. After they slowly adjusted their posture, they kicked violently again, and their speed increased sharply.

Because there was no resistance, the speed of each kick was superimposed until their skin and flesh bulged, and then they stopped accelerating.

The leading Mourning Undead soldier was a middle-aged human male with a square face. Originally, he should have looked like a wrinkled zombie, but as the speed became faster and faster, his skin and flesh bulged, smoothing out his skin, making him look like a middle-aged man with dry skin who didn't know how to maintain it.

He looked at the only point of light in the pitch-black distance, his brows locked, his mind uneasy.

The companions behind him sensed the fluctuation of his soul and couldn't help but send soul information to ask: "Lord Feodor, your soul is fluctuating, is something wrong?"

Feodor shook his head: "No, I am thinking about other things."

"Other things? What things?" the companion asked.

Feodor hesitated and remained silent for a while before slowly saying: "I am thinking, is it possible that this light point fortress has something to do with the Grand Speaker? We all know that the last place the Grand Speaker appeared was the Boundless Great Void. Now that a light point fortress has emerged from the empty Boundless Great Void, is it possible that it is the Grand Speaker's thing?"

"Ah?" The companions were all stunned. They didn't expect Feodor to be thinking about such things: "It seems that this possibility cannot be ruled out. Then what should we do? The Council's order is for us to break in and capture the light point fortress. If it really is the Grand Speaker's thing, and we break in, what if the Grand Speaker gets angry?"

"What should we do? Hmph..." Feodor just wanted to say something, but the light point that had been bright in the pitch-black suddenly went out.