LRAB Chapter 1567 I, Diredis, am about to die.
Chapter 1567 I, Diredis, am about to die.
Chapter 1567 I, Diredis, am about to die.
This tsunami was truly caused by humans, and it could even talk...
However, not all tremors are the same. Ulsman asked, "Lord Luomu, do you mean that you can also feel this tremor at the location of your physical body?"
As Ursman spoke, he gestured, showing that the location of Lomulor's main body, their current location, and the direction from which the tremor came formed a triangle, meaning that these three points were not on a straight line.
Anthony immediately understood what Ulsman meant by his question and turned to Ang, asking, "Sir, is this a straight line? Can your information be sensed outside of this line?"
Ang shook his head.
"Hiss, you mean everyone can hear the vibrations he makes? Your vibrations are directional, only people on this line can hear them?" Negris understood and asked in shock.
Ang nodded.
Is the guy on the other end, who's trembling, really this rude even when he replies? What a hassle!
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. After a while, Ang looked at Anthony and tilted his head.
Anthony understood Ang's body language; it was asking him how to respond. He quickly replied, "Um... sir, could you respond in a way that's loud enough for everyone to hear?"
Ang shook his head. He was able to shoot such a far spatial tremor by relying on the gravitational strings of the two abyssal cores, which was different from the opponent's pure brute force shouting.
“It’s a pity. If we could create a large-scale tremor, we could say we are an ancient dragon of time and space. But since we can only transmit in a single line, we can only say: I, Gmezburg.” Anthony said regretfully.
If they could shout and yell with brute force like the other party, making themselves heard by several branches, then they could claim to be the Ancient Dragon of Time and Space. At that time, other gods would keep their distance, and only the Ancient Dragon of Time and Space would try every means to find these imposters.
But now the tremor can only be transmitted to one line, so there's no point in impersonating the Time-Space Ancient Dragon. It's better to just use the identity of Germezburg.
Ang nodded, pulled back the gravity string and said: Me, Gmezburg.
After sending the message, Ang said, "Thirty sections."
Everyone was stunned. They had received a response after a distance of forty knots, so why was it only playing at a distance of thirty knots now?
Ursman immediately realized the reason and asked, "Sir, do you want to measure his true distance? Are you afraid he's hiding the distance?"
Anthony immediately realized what had happened and secretly pinched his thigh. How could he have overlooked this? He had to rely on an adult to fill in the gaps; he was so negligent.
Ang just used the method of gradually increasing the distance, until he reached forty knots before he received a response.
However, it cannot be guaranteed that the other party is at the forty-knot distance, because the vibration can be sensed within that forty-knot straight-line distance.
If the opponent is at the 15th or 25th position, and you only respond when Ang tries to reach the 40th position, you will misjudge the opponent's distance.
Clearly, Ang had taken this into account, which is why he continued testing, constantly increasing and decreasing the distance to determine the other party's true distance.
This time, Ang waited a whole day without any response before sending the same message again, saying, "Section Thirty-Five."
Less than ten minutes later, a tremor came from within: "It is me, Diredis."
“The distance is indeed not forty knots, but between thirty and thirty-five knots,” Ulsman said.
Negris said, "The speed of this spatial tremor is so fast. Thirty knots is not a short distance, yet it was transmitted in less than ten minutes."
Ulsman said, "A distance of six knots takes only a dozen seconds, and a distance of thirty knots only takes a minute and a half. A round trip takes only three minutes. The speed is indeed very fast, tens of thousands of times faster than the speed of light."
"What's the principle behind this? Why is it so fast? If we can master this ability, we won't be afraid of anything, no matter how vast the void is," Negris said.
Everyone turned to look at Ang.
Ang looked left and right, then scratched his head in distress.
Negris said irritably, "Don't you understand, or do you not know how to explain it? Don't understand? Don't know how to explain it?"
When asked about 'explanation', Ang nodded.
“Alright, does everyone have any ideas? Share your guesses, and if you’re right, Ang will nod.” Negris greeted them familiarly.
After spending time with Ang, everyone got used to it. Ang was at a very high level, and even his perspective was different from everyone else's. With his limited language skills, it was difficult for him to explain things clearly to everyone.
When this happens, let everyone guess. If they guess correctly, Ang will nod, and then everyone will continue guessing in the direction Ang is nodding.
The people under Ang's command are too intelligent; they have all sorts of ingenious ideas. As long as they are given the right direction, they can piece together the answer without Ang saying anything.
Heathrow seemed to have had this idea for a while, and was the first to speak up: "When I was observing Gmezburg before, I had a conjecture that its flashing seemed to be transmitting some kind of information, but the transmission speed was too slow. Is there a faster way?"
"Then I thought of a way. If I stand several kilometers away and shout at you, it will take you several seconds to hear me. But if I hold a stick that is several kilometers long and push it forward, you will feel it immediately."
“I was just thinking, is this spatial tremor caused by a stick? Someone pushes it here, and the other side immediately senses it,” Heathrow asked, his eyes sparkling.
Ulsmann suddenly realized and muttered, "It's faster to transmit using an incompressible medium..."
Everyone looked thoughtful, including Luo Muluoer, who subconsciously reached out and pushed forward as if simulating the feeling of holding a long stick.
Ang nodded.
"Is that really so? Using space as a stick? Moving here, you can feel it there?" Negris said in surprise.
Ang nodded and looked at Anthony again.
Anthony rubbed his nose and turned to Lomulor, asking, "Do you know Diredis?"
Lomulor shook his head: "I don't know it, or rather, none of the divine stars I know have names. But in this direction, at this distance, with the ability to cause spatial tremors and a spectral frequency close to this name, it must be him, the Lord of the Diredis Branch, a giant star."
“Giant…” Anthony was about to say something when Ang suddenly stiffened and stared ahead.
Negris and Anthony exchanged a glance, and simultaneously began to share Ang's perspective.
In Ang's field of vision, space began to tremble rhythmically. Negris quickly analyzed the pattern of this tremor and soon deciphered it into language:
“I, Diredis, am about to die. I originally wanted to spread my knowledge and memories throughout the void, but I didn’t expect that someone would respond to me. So, I will pass it on to you.”