Chapter 960

Just when Silver Coin was still setting up Aojiaer, Ang and his party had already teleported to the Heavenly Kingdom Fortress.

Ang rubbed his hands and directly rubbed out a teleportation array. With a flash of white light, they appeared on the top of the pyramid of the Heavenly Kingdom Fortress. Below was the God Square... God Farm.

Just at the moment they appeared, four powerful intents locked onto them. Four figures up to a hundred meters tall stood up, wielding weapons and about to smash them over.

However, they "saw" the aura of Ang and the others in time, stopped their actions, turned their gazes around everyone, and finally fell on Naigelis, asking hesitantly: "Lord Lord Nai Ge?"

Naigelis responded in shock: "It's me. Are you Geer's children? How did you grow so big? No, that's not right. Not only did you grow big, but you also mutated?"

Back then, the talkative war tree Geer was urged by the God of Life to produce ten seeds, four of which were planted here to guard the Holy Heavenly Kingdom. Then Ang didn't care about them. I didn't expect them to grow so big now.

It's not considered growing up; it's more like mutation. Each of them was topped with fluorescent white leaves, and holy light flashed under the wrinkles of the tree bark. Their consciousness was even more powerful and peerless, not at all like a war giant tree.

They couldn't even be considered a tree, but some kind of holy product, so Naigelis said they mutated.

The four Holy War Trees didn't pay attention to it, but bowed to Ang one after another: "God of Life."

Naigelis still had the appearance of a Brass Dragon, which was easier to recognize. Ang now had the appearance of a construct, which was not easy to recognize. However, the aura remained unchanged.

Ang nodded.

Naigelis said: "Get up. How did you become like this? Is it because of the little ghost?"

The four Holy War Trees looked at each other hesitantly. They were Geer's children, planted in the Holy Heavenly Kingdom since childhood, and were not familiar with Ang and his party. They were not used to this style of Ang nodding and Naigelis talking.

However, seeing that Ang had no reaction, they straightened up one after another and said: "We don't know why we became like this. The air and moisture here have gradually been exhausted. The Main God of Light sent us energy, and then we slowly became like this."

"I knew it. However, you have been strengthened too powerfully. Your consciousness is stronger than the Void War Trees. How many good things did the little ghost feed you?" Naigelis said enviously.

Just now, when they were locked by the consciousness of these war trees, Naigelis felt that their consciousness was stronger than the Void War Trees.

You know, they are Geer's children, just plane-level war giant trees, but their consciousness strength could compare to void-level war giant trees. The little ghost directly raised them by one energy level. It's too incredible.

Just then, everyone suddenly sensed something and looked down at the ground.

I saw a ball of holy flame slowly emerging from the cracks in the floor tiles, condensing into a holy ghost.

Seeing so many people, the little face condensed by the holy ghost was full of confusion. After patrolling everyone, its gaze fell on Ang: "Awoo!"

Swoosh! Everyone only saw a flash of holy light, and the little ghost had already pounced in front of Ang. Ang blocked it with his finger, and it bumped into Ang's finger with a "pfft."

The little ghost tilted its head, hugged Ang's finger, and shouted "Ya ya ya."

Ang nodded and walked into the center of the Heavenly Kingdom Gate teleportation tower.

Naigelis hurriedly followed and asked at the same time: "What did the little ghost say? Can't you unify the language? Let it speak Awoo language too."

How did another "Ya ya" language pop out?

Ang tilted his head in confusion: "This is, Awoo language, ya ya, down below."

"Ya ya? Who?" Naigelis's confusion was only enlightened when it went down to the interior of the Heavenly Kingdom and saw a sapling running over with "Yi yi ya ya."

"Why are you here too? What about the dimensional space? You are the World Tree that supports the dimensional space." Naigelis asked in astonishment. The sapling is the pillar that supports the dimensional world. How did it run here?

The sapling climbed onto Ang's shoulder. Just after squatting down, it found that Ang was a bit strange. It stretched out its small hand and knocked on Ang's head, making a wooden knocking sound of "dong dong."

This sound made the sapling tremble all over. It continued to climb up, came to Ang's head, squatted down, and waved its true leaves contentedly: Force—grow—force—grow—

Alright, the sapling, this idiot, obviously couldn't answer such a complex question. Naigelis had to look at Ang.

Ang shook his head and said: "World, branch, no collapse."

"No collapse? That's good. So can the World Tree differentiate into many branches? Then can we build a few more dimensional worlds?" Naigelis asked curiously.

Ang shook his head: "I, cannot support."

The dimensional world is not just supported by the sapling, but also exhausted all the matter and energy of the Chaos Plane. If there is another one, Ang cannot support it.

However, a complete dimensional world cannot be supported, but a dimensional space of several hundred square kilometers is still possible. Thinking of this, Ang said: "I want, Chaos Mist."

"Ah? What? My lord, you need Chaos Mist, right?" Anthony was a bit stunned by this sudden sentence from Ang. It took two seconds to react. Is this an oracle?

Ang nodded. There are many ways to open a dimensional space, but to build it into a place with balanced elements, it is best to use Chaos Mist to manifest it directly. Otherwise, it is too troublesome to adjust.

The Rest-in-Peace Palace is a dead world. If there is no farm barrier, there is no way to plant things inside. Rather than building it and then opening a farm barrier, it is better to do it in one step and use Chaos Mist to manifest a world with balanced elements.

With a dimensional space with balanced elements, Ang can reach in and plant things. Just thinking about it makes him happy.

"I know what you want to do. Damn it, the little ghost and the sapling finally followed, but you only thought about opening a space to plant vegetables? Do you have any other pursuits?!" Naigelis was angry.

Ang shook his head.

Anthony couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Chaos Mist, and this is called no pursuit? Where can I get Chaos Mist? Why don't I go find His Majesty and pluck some?"

"Pfft... your idea is good, and it is also a way. You go when the time comes. Unfortunately, the Old Undying doesn't have an origin body yet and can't pluck Chaos Mist." Naigelis laughed in anger.

"Then where can I get Chaos Mist?" Anthony was distressed.

The little ghost suddenly emerged from Ang's finger and condensed a finger to point: Awoo!

Ang immediately looked in the direction of the little ghost's finger. Naigelis and Anthony looked at each other and hurriedly shared Ang's vision. I saw that in the pitch-black void outside the Holy Heavenly Kingdom, some smaller black dots were stepping on the void space and running toward here.

Every jump of the small black dots caused ripples in space, which was especially obvious under Ang's Balance Ring, almost covering up the purple patterns split where they stepped.

"It's the Mourning Undead soldiers. Eh? Are they charging?"