Chapter 972

Anthony reacted quickly, poked his two fingers, pressed the statue's eyes, and didn't let the other party see him. After keeping still for a while, the statue's eyes slowly closed.

Anthony carefully retreated three or five steps, and then said: "How can it still move? Your restrictions are not effective."

"It's because you got too close. It seems you are very familiar with heroic spirits, even knowing how to appease them," the Grand Speaker said meaningfully.

"Of course, we were driven out by these ghosts. Aojia'er's subordinates are all this kind of thing; he has an entire army of heroic spirits," Anthony said.

The Grand Speaker gestured to the statues in the space and asked: "Do you know all these heroic spirits?"

Anthony floated up a little, looked down from above for a long time, and said: "Some I know, some I don't. The ones I know are also a bit different. Are these all your captives?"

"Hmm, they are all my captives. I kill the guys they possess, twist off their heads, then pull the heroic spirits out, tie them up with soul chains, and whip them from time to time, or burn them with flames, every time roasting them until they sizzle," the Grand Speaker said viciously.

Anthony rolled his eyes: "You are so perverted. But why are you telling me this? You don't think I'm in the same group as them, do you? Want to test me?"

The Grand Speaker snapped his fingers: "Being careful is never a bad thing. If you really believe in heroic spirits, it's impossible to watch them suffer and not react at all. As long as you don't serve heroic spirits, then we can be friends."

Following the Grand Speaker's snap, the chains on all the statues in the entire space ignited with soul flames, scorching those statues. Now all the statues opened their eyes, emitting shrill wails, and the entire space instantly turned into a slaughterhouse.

"Boring." Anthony reached back and pulled out a lounge chair, lying there leisurely and drinking fruit juice.

A few minutes passed, and Anthony was still in that leisurely manner. Only then did the Grand Speaker stop torturing those heroic spirits: "It seems you really have no connection to heroic spirits."

Anthony took a sip of fruit juice and said: "I already said I have no connection, but you can test it with this. What if I have a deep city?"

"The power of heroic spirits comes from belief. Losing belief means losing power and self, so no matter how deep the city is, it's useless," the Grand Speaker said.

Anthony naturally knew the characteristics of heroic spirits. These were just conversation strategies. He argued: "Then what if I am another hostile force? What if I am a spy from the Feilie Empire who doesn't believe in heroic spirits?"

"Hehe." The Grand Speaker smiled and said: "Except for heroic spirits, there is nothing in this void qualified to be my enemy. The Feilie Empire is just an enemy of the Holy Light Alliance, not my enemy."

Anthony's expression became solemn, and he sat up from the lounge chair.

It was just like why the Church of Light attacked the Star Republic back then. The Stars were not the enemy of the Church of Light; atheists were.

The Holy Light Alliance and the Feilie Empire were currently hostile, but that was just a conflict between two forces. The Grand Speaker didn't care at all. What he cared about were heroic spirit warriors like Aojia'er who believed in heroic spirits.

He seemed to have heard someone say before that the Empress of Feilie couldn't beat the Holy Light Alliance, and later invited Aojia'er to assist in government, only then driving away the invading Holy Light Alliance.

The Grand Speaker believed that the Feilie Empire was not qualified to be his enemy, so those who were qualified must be existences more powerful than the Feilie Empire.

At the place of the underground roots, the small sapling waved its true leaves excitedly, sending out enthusiastic information.

Under the urging of the small sapling, the new World Tree extended a large number of roots, wrapping around the roots left by the Lord of Life.

The roots that had originally lost their vitality were slowly recovering under the wrapping of the new roots, visibly becoming plump. Scraping away the bark on the surface, one could clearly see the new layer underneath.

However, the aura belonging to the Lord of Life had completely disappeared, replaced by the aura of the new World Tree. Although this new World Tree was also sent out through the wood blocks of the Lord of Life, the new buds sent out by the rotten wood had nothing to do with the rotten wood anymore.

As a World Tree, the lifespan of the Lord of Life was limited. It could not evolve into a Void Tree, and without a more powerful existence to coexist with it, withering was part of nature.

Back then, if it weren't for witnessing the growth of the small sapling, the old tree probably wouldn't have chosen to coexist with Ang, but would have let itself become part of nature, withering as its lifespan ended. The concept of plants was just that bizarre.

"Are you preparing to let the new World Tree replace the old World Tree?" Nai Ge Li Si asked.

Ang nodded.

Nai Ge Li Si indicated it understood. A main plane with balanced elements was very large in volume, unlike those abysses that one World Tree could cover. Sometimes a main plane could not be covered by one World Tree.

Just like the God of Life, who lived for more than ninety thousand years, it couldn't cover the entire plane, only covering an Elf Forest. Although part of the reason was because other forces were wary of it, the God of Life, who had no thoughts of hegemony, was too lazy to fight for it.

However, even if it wasn't wary, covering the entire main plane was not an easy task. The World Tree of the Starburst Plane hadn't been able to cover the entire plane even decades later, because there wasn't enough vitality.

It was easy to plant the Tree of Life; Ang just needed to step on it. But to let it cover the entire main plane required the life of the entire plane to participate, iterating countless times.

Although the World Tree here had withered, the dead wood it left behind was still scattered throughout the plane. If it could be replaced by the new World Tree, it could save a large amount of vitality and time, regaining control of the entire plane.

With the protection of the World Tree, the animals and plants of the entire plane would no longer have to suffer from the Light Disaster.

Just as he was busy, Ang suddenly heard Anthony's call, so he reached out and rubbed, and a box was teleported over.

Opening it, he saw it was filled with black crystals, each with starlight-like light inside.

Nai Ge Li Si's eyes widened: "Chaos Black Crystal? Chaos Mist packed into black crystals becomes Chaos Black Crystal? Oh my, why didn't I think of that?"

Ang reached out and grabbed, and strands of Chaos Mist indeed precipitated from the Chaos Black Crystal, gathering on Ang's palm.

Anthony's voice continued to come over: "My lord, the Grand Speaker has agreed to our deal. This is the compensation for clearing the Light Disaster in this plane. I have also taken on the business of clearing the Light Disaster in other planes. The Holy Light Alliance has a total of eleven main material planes and twenty-one inhabited abyss planes. The Grand Speaker is willing to pay twenty more boxes of the same size."

Ang said: "Accept."

While speaking, Ang pressed his hand to his chest, and all the Chaos Mist surged into the black crystal on his chest, condensing some starlight.

"Hmm, so little. Is he trying to cheat us? The Chaos Mist packed in such a large box of black crystals was all stuffed into a fist-sized black crystal by you? And didn't you say you wanted to manifest a dimensional space to grow vegetables?" Nai Ge Li Si asked in confusion.

Ang pointed to the small black crystals in the box: "Container."

And pointed to the black crystal on his chest: "Soul."

Then he reached out his index finger, and the small ghost appeared, opening its big mouth and 'eating' Ang's arm.

"Grow vegetables." Ang said while moving his arm.

"You swallowed the Chaos Mist to strengthen your soul? Fine, there's also a place to grow vegetables. Anthony is useless, too slow. You solved it yourself." Nai Ge Li Si said irritably.

Sometimes it's not good for the boss to be too capable. Just after issuing a task, others work hard to finish it, only to find the boss has already handled it himself.

Ang shook his head and pointed to the black crystals in the box: "More, useful."

Just at this moment, Anthony's call sounded again: "By the way, my lord, you might need to project again. There are too many people affected by the Light Disaster. I want to cast the Vastness of Divine Grace, please grant me divine power, my lord."