LRAB Chapter 1479 Substitute Spirit
Chapter 1479 Substitute Spirit
Chapter 1479 Substitute Spirit
As he spoke, Ang called out "Your Majesty" and then clapped his hands together sharply near the king's ears.
The king shuddered, and the semi-transparent, hood-like barrier on his head slowly dissipated. Upon regaining consciousness and seeing Ang, the king was startled: "What are you doing here?"
Before Ang could speak, Negris couldn't help but curse: "If you hadn't come, you would have been sealed to death! Are you crazy? Want to have the world-destroying array bombard you? If you want to die, you don't need to go through all this trouble. Just jump into the planet of gods."
Knowing he was in the wrong, the king awkwardly scratched his head and said, "Dying on the planet of the gods is too slow."
"Pah! Wait for me, wait for me to come and beat you up!" Negris was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves, ready to punch someone.
Ang said something unusual: "Your Majesty, danger."
He could change the subject from Negris's words, but he had to take Ang's words seriously, so he quickly explained, "It's alright, I'm confident."
"Are you sure you can be trapped by your own restrictions? If Ang doesn't come, you'll just be standing here like an idiot," Negris said angrily.
The king said awkwardly, "Isn't it because of you all?"
Indeed, he dared to seal himself away purely because Ang was there. Others might not be able to lift the seal on his soul, but Ang certainly could.
But such words certainly wouldn't convince Ang and Negris, so he leaned closer and whispered, "I have a life box."
Negris was startled: "You have a phylactery? You...aren't you a skeleton? How can you have a phylactery?"
"The Fate Box is just to make it easier for you to understand. I call it a substitute spirit. The principle is the same as the Fate Box. Do you remember the ghost I've been raising?" the king said softly.
“I remember, but you disappeared after I saw you again. Was that your substitute spirit?” Negris asked.
The king nodded: "Memory sealing and transfer. As long as the soul connection is interrupted, the sealed memories in the substitute soul will be unsealed, and it will grow into a complete soul again. I left many soul crystals around it, which can quickly strengthen the soul."
Upon learning that the king had a backup plan, Negris breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately reacted: "Well, you old codger, you kept such an important matter from us until now?"
"This is my backup plan to save my life. Would I be stupid enough to tell you? What if you blabber your secrets and gossip about it someday?" the king said disdainfully.
Even if Negris wasn't a blabbermouth, the king wouldn't reveal such a life-saving method, because this is a world where souls can be searched, and the dead cannot keep secrets.
“You could teach Ang, so he can have another way to save his life,” Negris grumbled indignantly.
"Are you stupid? He has more ways to save his life than I do. He has so many clones, and he's symbiotic with the World Tree. Even if he dies, the saplings can plant him back," the king said disdainfully.
Negris was taken aback: "The sapling can replant him? Really?"
Ang nodded. Actually, it wasn't that he was replanted; he had become symbiotic with the sapling. Unless both he and the sapling were destroyed at the same time, he couldn't be eliminated.
Even if only one seed survives, it can sprout and grow if it encounters the right environment. As long as the seedling grows again, Ang can be restored by it.
"The World Tree has this kind of function? Why don't you find an old tree to coexist with?" Negris asked curiously.
The king said irritably, "Are you stupid? It can only live for 100,000 years. Besides, I might not have been able to defeat it back then."
While there are many benefits to coexisting with the World Tree, the downside of coexisting with it is that the lifespan is too short compared to the king's immortality. He must be crazy to give up immortality in exchange for a lifespan of 100,000 years.
"Uh, I forgot. Luckily, the sapling levels up quickly." Negris then remembered the lifespan issue and remarked with relief.
The sapling leveled up too quickly, transforming into a Void Tree before its lifespan was over, and then into the Myriad Realms Divine Tree. Once it reached the Myriad Realms Divine Tree level, there was no longer any issue with its lifespan.
“Alright, but even if you have a substitute spirit, don’t take any risks. If your soul explodes, Locke, those undead dragonmen, and the undead creatures of the Undead City will all die. And who knows how long it will take for your substitute spirit to grow back to your level,” Negris said.
The king chuckled: "It was cut off long ago. Now Locke is their king. I left a spirit by Locke's side so that any messages can be relayed through it."
"Kabada, you didn't even tell me about this beforehand!" Negris cursed.
"Why should I tell you? Just so you can nag me?" the king said disdainfully.
“You…” Negris was so angry he wanted to hit someone, but since it was a projection, it couldn’t actually jump out.
"Alright, alright, what are you doing here?" The king, afraid of upsetting it, quickly changed the subject.
Ang said, "Germezburg, expelled, defeated, King of Felix."
"What? You've driven Gmezburg out? How did you manage that? I was saying I'd figure out a way to resist his will before going back to kill him, and now I've been driven out? Didn't all my efforts go to waste?" the king said in shock, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"What have you figured out? You've restricted yourself? You don't even need to fight Gmezburg, you've already restricted yourself," Negris retorted.
The king said awkwardly, "My mistake, my mistake. I should have kept Klam away. The energy was too concentrated. I'll get used to it after a few more rounds."
"Want to bombard me a few more times? You were lucky this time and managed to withstand the barrier yourself. What if you get blown up next time when Lady Luck isn't on your side?" Negris was furious when he saw that he wanted to try again.
"Hehe, that's what makes it challenging. If it were just ordinary enemies, it wouldn't be very interesting to fight them," the king said with a smile.
The king was still the same king, the king who only thought about killing people. When he brought up killing people, I knew I couldn't persuade him. Negris could only complain: "Kill people? Even Gmezburg has been expelled. Now you can only kill King Phile."
"Uh, right, right, let's go chop down King Phile. Ang, throw me here." The king then remembered the purpose of their visit. Since Gmezburg had been driven out, they would stop exploring for now and focus on killing people.
Ang placed his hands on the king's back and threw him forcefully toward the silent Dead Sea.
No matter how strong Ang is, he can't throw the King directly into the Silent Dead Sea. What he throws is the King's Star Pull-up. With Ang's strength, the Star Pull-up can be thrown a very long distance, and then the main body can be pulled over much faster.
Ang waited for the king to stop, then teleported his soul there again, and threw it again. He repeated this seven or eight times, and in a very short time, he arrived near the Silent Dead Sea. In this way, the Silent Dead Sea gathered three Star Lords and one Star Flame Angel.
Once everyone was in position, Negris called out to Anthony in the soul network: "Death Charlatan, where are you?"
“I’m in the core of the abyss. I’ve found the Orb of Destruction. It’s releasing powerful energy waves. Don’t let your thoughts extend outwards, or you’ll be hit and it will hurt a lot,” Anthony said in the soul network.