Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1980 - 1541: Branch Lord Luomu Luo’er

If it were in the outside world, even ten Krams wouldn’t be able to sever the link between the opponent’s consciousness and their body. But Anthony’s trap is here to lure in the incomplete consciousness and capture it.

Anthony is confident because the Door Handle has already been captured once; the Gate of No Boundary restricts the Door Handle, and it’s only natural that it would restrict the consciousness behind it.

The mont Kram controls the opponent, Ange quickly steps aside and stuffs the opponent’s consciousness along with Kram into another sealed space.

Everyone gradually enters, observing this shadow of consciousness.

Kram releases him, and the consciousness looks about in confusion before fixing its gaze on Anthony: "Lord Anthony, what does this an? Why capture ? You instructed to invade Dark Star, and if you don’t want it, just take it back. There’s no need to capture ."

A tone resembling the Door Handle’s.

Negris and the others glance around in puzzlent and ask, "Didn’t catch it?"

Anthony smiles: "He’s pretending; the lord hasn’t spoken, so we certainly caught him."

If he hadn’t been caught, Ange wouldn’t have imdiately put him into the Sealed Space. Compared to his feigning ignorance, Anthony trusts Ange more.

Upon hearing this, the Door Handle frowns and glares at Anthony: "Lord Anthony, what do you an? What am I pretending? Pretending what?"

Anthony smiles faintly: "How did you control the Door Handle? Did you use an Illusion Territory or so other thod to make it think it’s a God Star?"

The Door Handle angrily retorts: "Lord Anthony, what on earth are you talking about? I am the Door Handle. First, you trap and then speak such nonsense. What exactly do you want?"

Anthony sighs helplessly and reaches out to create a ball of Soul Fire, letting it float between them: "This is an independent Soul Fire, burning here, growing weaker. When it completely extinguishes, all consciousness not belonging to our lord here will vanish. You only have as long as the Soul Fire burns."

"What do you an, Lord Anthony, what do you an?" the Door Handle anxiously asks.

Anthony stops speaking, silently gazing at the Soul Fire. Others exchange glances and also begin staring at the Soul Fire without speaking.

The Soul Fire Anthony conjured is small, barely alive, shaking as if it could extinguish at any mont despite the lack of wind.

"Lord Anthony, Lord Anthony, what do you want? Please say sothing. You are making this very difficult; you know that? Please, don’t do this..."

"Lord Anthony, you ask questions, I promise to answer. Please ask, what do you want to know? What do you want? Can you speak?" As the Soul Fire diminishes, the Door Handle’s voice grows more urgent.

Suddenly, the Soul Fire extinguishes without warning, and the Door Handle screams terrified, hastily exclaiming: "mory Illusion Realm, I use the mory Illusion Realm to control him."

The Soul Fire slowly reignites, and the terrified Door Handle breathes a sigh of relief, casting a resentful glance at Anthony.

Anthony smiles faintly: "Now isn’t this better? Otherwise, when your consciousness dissipates, such a large shadow outside the Gate of No Boundary would be wasted. How large is your actual form, anyway? Just a big black mass."

The Door Handle stares intently at Anthony, frowning: "You saw my actual form? You placed people outside to watch? Even if soone saw , they couldn’t have transmitted the details to you."

Anthony smiles mysteriously, offering just a hint of detail to show he’s inford, without going into specifics: "What is the mory Illusion Realm? How do you use it to control the Door Handle? And what exactly are you?"

The Door Handle stares at Anthony, sternly replying: "You still haven’t answered my question; how did you see my actual form?"

Ignoring the question, Anthony focuses on the Soul Fire in his palm: "Look at this Soul Fire; if it extinguishes, everything within this space..."

At this point, the Soul Fire suddenly goes out, and the Door Handle is too terrified to question Anthony further, quickly shouting: "The mory Illusion Realm is a fictional mory illusion allowing a consciousness to possess all mories of real life, believing they’ve lived in reality when it’s all false mories."

"False mories?" Everyone gasps, "That’s harsher than Nightmare Saya; at least Nightmare Saya creates an illusion, while he’s just fabricating mories, letting him make up anything he wants?"

"So you crafted a God Star identity, fabricated that the Ti-Space Ancient Dragon is hunting him, requiring him to change bodies, and deceived us for our Star Core and Tree Seedling, correct?" Anthony asks.

The Door Handle hesitates, replying: "His identity wasn’t fabricated; he is a God Star, or rather, was a God Star, but later burst. I’ve only crafted so mories based on his past. As for the Ti-Space Ancient Dragon chasing him, that’s not fabricated; he truly perished by its hand."

"You’re saying his mories have prototypes?" Anthony inquires.

The Door Handle nods.

"Does he have a na? What about you? What’s your na?" Anthony asks.

"God Stars don’t have nas, but after understanding your custom, I nad myself Branch Lord Luomu Luo’er."

From now on, he can’t be called the Door Handle anymore, but the shadow behind him—Luomu Luo’er.

Unexpectedly, he truly is a Branch Lord; i Lania had suspected the Door Handle was a Branch Lord, hitting the mark, though the identity isn’t of the Door Handle but the presence behind it. Likely so behavior revealed the clue.

"What exactly are you? A Branch Lord? Are you saying you are a God Star? Then why are you just a big black mist, without any light?" Anthony questions puzzled.

"It seems you have truly seen . In the Void, a God Star that exposes its position has all been hunted down unless they haven’t hatched," Luomu Luo’er states.

"All? The Ti-Space Ancient Dragon’s doing?" Anthony exclaims.

Luomu Luo’er responds, "Yes."

"So is your actual form that black mist, or is your actual form hiding within it?" Anthony asks.

"That’s not mist but the corpse of a God Star; my actual form is inside," Luomu Luo’er replies.

"God Star corpse? Chaos Mist? Doesn’t seem right?" At this point, Anthony suddenly waves his hand, speaking in front of Luomu Luo’er:

"Never mind, let’s solve one question first; is the one we captured truly Luomu Luo’er, or is soone else controlling him from behind? What if he’s just an awareness released by the black mist? If soone else controls that mist, that’s not good. Lord, we need to send soone out to try to control his actual form and the mist."

Upon finishing, Luomu Luo’er imdiately protests: "Don’t."