Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 1688 - 1249: ……Split in Half?

As soon as the Abyss Bridge appeared, the Gray Divine Star knew that this human must be connected to the Star Progeny Master. Unfortunately, it was too late. After a loud explosion, its consciousness was sucked into the Abyss Bridge, plunging into endless darkness.

The Abyss Bridge was designed to imprison the consciousness of a God Star, and it was built based on the standards of a mature God Star. As an elder God Star, it naturally couldn’t resist.

The swords and knives made by intelligent beings can easily cut their own flesh, and the Abyss Bridge made by the Gray Divine Star can just as easily imprison its consciousness.

Anthony also designed a very meticulous logic for this trap. Generally, when someone sees a knife coming at them, they wouldn’t expect the real killing move to be the poisonous saliva, ready to spray them to death.

Shamara used a kind of infection with a high probability of success to create the illusion that she was trying hard to pollute the God Star. Of course, she was indeed trying hard, because whatever she infected would belong to her. That was the power of the God Star, the Origin Power.

Once the Gray Divine Star focused all its consciousness on her and saw the Abyss Bridge instantly open up, it had no chance to escape.

The ’head’ of the pursuer suddenly stopped, and the ’face’ shrank back, turning into a round sphere, then slowly ’falling’ in the direction of the God Star.

The Monarch, bewildered, glanced at the sphere pursuing him, then at the body of the God Star, and said in surprise, "All settled? So soon?"

The Monarch originally thought it would be a prolonged battle, so he had prepared for a long-term fight. He didn’t know about the existence of the Abyss Bridge; Anthony had just asked him to do his best to contain the Gray Divine Star, and then it was over?

He approached the sphere in surprise and took a probing slash, slicing off a large amount of Divine Star Energy.

The sphere showed no reaction, not even a hint of consciousness, as if it were dead.

"Then I won’t be polite." The Monarch swung the Death Scythe, turning it into a wind-fire wheel, quickly slicing off pieces of Divine Star Energy from the sphere. These were all Origin Power.

The sphere slowly ’fell’ downward, naturally stretching from a spherical shape into a teardrop shape. The Monarch chased after the teardrop, quickly chopping its little tail, scattering the Divine Star Energy all the way.

Perhaps not even a third had been chopped off, and the rest fell back into the body, merging into the larger ’sphere’.

The Monarch wasn’t bothered either, returning to pick up all the scattered Divine Star Energy behind him, devouring and digesting each piece, sighing as he picked them up, "It’s always better to take by force."

A third of a God Star’s avatar was already several times more substantial than what the Monarch had painstakingly scraped together over several months with his Primordial Body. Indeed, taking by force is faster.

However, this Divine Star Energy was cut raw off the Gray Divine Star, not the Chaos Mist, so it needed further refinement.

So, after picking up the energy, the Monarch stood in place to digest it, black Soul Flame rising from his hands. The flames flickered with starry specks as he tossed the Divine Star Energy into them. All you could hear was the sizzling sound as the Divine Star Energy burned into ’smoke’.

This smoke eventually gathered onto the Monarch’s body.

In this unhurried way, the Monarch’s form continued to grow robust.

Inside the God Star, Shamara was also vigorously infecting the surrounding Divine Star Energy, straining so hard her face turned red. She never thought the Dark Holy Light could feel insufficient, but now she was anxious about how little power she had.

Relative to the vast God Star, Shamara’s form was insignificant. Even if she put her full effort into it, it would be impossible to infect the whole thing in less than a few hundred years.

Moreover, this process was slow at first but fast later. If the infection speed was one hundred thousand in the later stage, her speed might be only a point or two now.

As time passed, the infected Divine Star Energy once again enveloped her location, tumbling and spreading like a drop of ink.

The entire void quieted down, allowing Orgal, who had been hiding far away, to dare to fly over, cautiously observing everything.

When he first appeared, Orgal was so arrogant that he accepted titles like Registrar of Gods, but now he was so scared he seemed like a cave dweller, ready to retreat into a cave at any moment.

In the previous battle between the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms and the Divine Star Human Form, at least Orgal could understand it. He knew each side’s strength and strategies, could discern patterns, and at the very least, knew where to hide.

But once the God Star revealed its body, the battle’s intensity immediately exceeded his comprehension. A flame flow hundreds of kilometers long, a Divine Star Beam dozens of kilometers thick—let alone blocking it, a touch would carbonize him.

Fortunately, he listened to the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms and hid far away ahead of time. Initially, he thought he was far enough, but the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms believed it wasn’t enough. Sure enough, once the God Star revealed its body, the initial distance was not even as far as the flame flow could spurt.

This also led to him being unable to clearly see what happened, only seeing from afar the God Star splitting an avatar to chase the King Fei Lie, and then the God Star’s body suddenly dimmed, and the avatar chasing the King Fei Lie fell back into the body, pursued and hacked all the way by the King Fei Lie.

Then the void quieted down, and finally the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms reminded him, "Approach."

Nagustai’s tone carried a hint of imperceptible excitement, which was very rare. The World Tree kind were generally leisurely and considered everything part of nature, seldom moved by anything.

Unfortunately, Orgal didn’t notice Nagustai’s excitement and approached cautiously, eventually arriving near the Monarch.

A bud point emerged on Orgal’s clothes, detaching and growing directly in the void. The bud point stretched, twisted, curled, growing rapidly.

The Monarch, who had been standing still, turned to look at it and silently swung up the Death Scythe.

This stance made the bud point, which had grown into a Little Tree, stiffen, slowing its twist into a Tree Herder form, and then it asked, "What do you mean?"

The Monarch said flatly, "This, spoils of war, mine."

Nagustai was stunned for a moment before reacting, angrily saying, "What do you mean? Do you want to take it all for yourself?"

Even Orgal noticed the change in Nagustai’s tone, but he didn’t think anything was wrong, because King Fei Lie’s intention to hog all the spoils was indeed too egregious, and anger was understandable.

"What do you mean take it all? I slew it; do you want to steal my spoils?" The Monarch was enraged, directly summoning his Primordial Body, appearing ready to fight at any disagreement.

Nagustai replied angrily, "I was the one who made it reveal its body."

Waiting for just this line, the Monarch’s tone shifted, speaking calmly, "You merely made it reveal its body; you haven’t harmed it. Your contribution is minimal. How much of the spoils do you wish to claim?"

"...Half?" Nagustai tried to negotiate.

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