Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1734 - 1295: Dare to Absorb the Power of the Stinky

The handle disappeared, and the Black Crystal Plane spun halfway forward, shooting off to the front side. It was initially carrying accelerated kinetic energy over tens of millions of kiloters, intending to deliver a fierce collision to the Gray Divine Star, but at the last mont, it loosened, and the Ancient Man Snake was completely dumbfounded: "Where’s the handle?"

The handle shrank, and at the last mont, the Universal Pull Divine Hamr shrunk back to its original form, quickly escaping the Ancient Man Snake’s grasp. Ange reached out his hand, piercing through space to retrieve the Universal Pull Divine Hamr, leaving traces of destruction.

Because the Black Crystal Plane was constantly moving, even the remaining spatial fluctuations were flung sowhere unknown, making it impossible for the Ancient Man Snake to find any trace, let alone having the ti to search.

After the Black Crystal Plane flew off, the Ancient Man Snake imdiately realized it had to face the wrath of the Gray Divine Star. A massive jet stream surged forward, fiercely shooting toward the Ancient Man Snake.

The most despair-inducing aspect of the God Star is its terrifying energy level. Even for the aging Gray Divine Star, Ange only dared to entertain the thought of exhausting it or waiting for his physical presence, never daring to confront it head-on.

Monarchs either hide or flee to deal with it, never engaging it directly.

The Ancient Man Snake traveled tens of thousands of miles, dragging a plane here, intending to use it as a weapon to smash the God Star while simultaneously shielding its approach.

But now, having released its grip, the Ancient Man Snake was left exposed and could only watch helplessly as the jet stream surged forward.

The high-temperature, high-heat, violent jet stream instantly vaporized large portions of the Ancient Man Snake’s branches.

The Ancient Man Snake streamlined its branches into a straight line, using the foremost tips to resist the jet stream, slowing down the rate of dissipation, quickly slipping sideways toward the Black Crystal Plane. By the ti it hid behind the Black Crystal Plane, one-fifth of its branches had vanished.

Behind them, the observing Negris couldn’t help but slap his hip and lant: "It’s a pity, if not for the Black Crystal Plane, the Gray Divine Star could have obliterated it with a single blast."

"Yes, and it ended up using it, after all. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have moved the Black Crystal Plane over," Anthony said with a bitter smile.

"Move, move, move, there’s no choice but to move. Without moving Lisa would be dood, losing all her big clients at once. She’d nag us to death," Negris hurriedly said.

If anyone had nagging powers more terrifying than Negris, there’s no doubt it would be Lisa. Won are often bored when beautifying themselves and would chat to pass the ti, talking about everything from dostic trivialities to scandals and gossip, from dirty jokes to bedroom techniques, both vulgar and violent.

Being gossiped about by a woman in such a state could turn even Negris, a dragon guard, into a lustful and unprincipled dragon who moves on easily.

"How could anyone foresee that the situation would change so quickly?" Negris said bitterly. "A mont ago it was a mortal enemy, and the next Ange subdued it. You can’t say Ange shouldn’t have done it, can you?"

Anthony also couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, not because he didn’t understand, but because the world is changing too fast, so he shifted the topic: "These Star Crown jets are truly formidable. In the unshielded void, nothing can withstand their impact."

Negris said indifferently: "If it’s really that formidable, then why can’t it deal with the internal Shamara?"

"No, no, Lord Nage, internal problems are much harder to deal with than external ones because of the limitations of the physical body. The energy flow within the God Star isn’t as fast as outside. As long as one can withstand the pressure and high temperature, the God Star doesn’t have many other thods. But it’s different externally; high-speed jets can quickly stack destructive force and dissolve everything." Anthony said.

As the forr Dark Knight Emperor, Anthony’s combat wisdom was profound. He imdiately saw the issue; within the God Star, energy flow is limited. If the flow is too fast, the God Star itself would explode, so as long as one withstands the high temperature and pressure, the Gray Divine Star doesn’t have many ans to employ.

Like the internal corruption of the Church of Light, those inside have few ans to clear it and need external forces to do so.

But it’s easier said than done; who can withstand the high temperature and pressure inside the God Star’s body?

Even if one could, entering the God Star’s interior is not easy. Ange entered using the Boundary Migration Airship and the Power of Ti and Space; other people should first think about how to approach.

Hiding behind the Black Crystal Plane, the Ancient Man Snake struggled to restore its burnt branches, curling up behind the Black Crystal Plane, its roots dug into space rifts, applying force slowly.

Its roots penetrating the space rifts acted like leverage points, allowing it to more quickly push the Black Crystal Plane forward.

Ange’s eyes suddenly moved, and Negris and Anthony, who shared his vision, imdiately noticed anomalies within the God Star. They saw so roots digging into various parts inside the God Star.

These roots were like courageous death squads, fearlessly piercing the God Star’s interior, being burned into charcoal without concern.

More and more charcoal residues accumulated, forming irregular charcoal balls, with more roots constantly protruding from the balls, continuing to burn into charcoal and piling on the charcoal ball, growing bigger and bigger.

Negris gasped: "Is it using these charcoal residues as insulation? At this rate, won’t it be rooting on the God Star?"

Anthony also said gravely: "No wonder it’s the parasitic vine of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms, capable of rooting on the God Star. If it steadies its roots, it can absorb the God Star’s power like the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms and eventually cohabitate with the God Star."

"The Tree of Ten Thousand Realms truly cohabitates, but it’s parasitic. If it has this ability, why parasite on the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms? Can’t it just root directly?" Negris asked, puzzled.

Anthony speculated: "Maybe it’s taking advantage of the Gray Divine Star’s age; it can’t withstand the energy of a mature God Star, so it parasites on the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms."

"What do we do now? Does the Gray Divine Star have a way to clear these roots? Old Star, can you handle this?" Negris asked.

No response for a while, until after a long pause, the Gray Divine Star belatedly replied: "Old Star... are you addressing ?"

"Of course, you’re the oldest here, who else could I be addressing? Do you need help?" Negris replied curtly.

"..." After a while of silence, unsure of the complex emotional fluctuations within the Gray Divine Star, it finally said, lancholically: "Yes, I need help."

Feeling the change in tone, Anthony silently added a few strokes to its psychological portrait: Its defenses were broken, it endured, it accepted, and began to reposition itself.

Ange looked toward Shamara.

Shamara pointed to her nose, and upon Ange’s nod, she eagerly descended onto the God Star, eventually transforming into a drop of black ink, rging into the God Star’s interior.

Ange was already aware of the Gray Divine Star’s ’skeleton.’ Shamara followed these structures, swiftly arriving next to the charcoal residue balls, igniting the Fire of Corruption, quickly polluting the nearby Divine Star Power.

You dare to root in the God Star and absorb its power, so would you dare to root in a stinking ditch and absorb ditch power?

Detecting the off-putting sll, a strand of consciousness erged from the charcoal ball, probing Shamara: "Human? Human!? Human being? Who are you?"