Phi-Fic Chapter 1477 Helping Big Mouth Seize the Abyss Core
Chapter 1477 Helping Big Mouth Seize the Abyss Core
Chapter 1477 Helping Big Mouth Seize the Abyss Core
Not long after Anthony left, Duroken came to Ang: "My lord, I request that the Insect God cooperate with me."
Ang tilted his head.
“I tested it with a hardness tester, and this thing is too hard to cut. I want the Insect God to help me prepare an acid that can corrode it,” Duroken said, pointing to the things he brought back from the Void Boundary.
Ang nodded, took out a fleshy ball from the spacetime domain, and threw it on the ground. Immediately, some roots and stems grew from the bottom of the fleshy ball, supporting it. Then, a pair of eyes opened on the fleshy ball.
"Hemer? You combined it with the Ghost Tree? How can it be so ugly?" Negris exclaimed in disgust.
Ang shook his head: "Mattis."
Ang has two insect gods, Hermel and Matisse. Matisse is the one that devoured the god of life. After transforming into an insect god, its intelligence is a bit low, not as smart as Hermel, so Ang usually doesn't call it that.
Then Ang nodded again. Matisse had indeed combined with the Ghost Tree. The Ghost Tree's advantage of being connected to both plants and animals was very suitable for the Insect God, perfectly solving the problem that insects could not eat soil. From now on, Ang's insects would fly when thrown out and take root and sprout when buried in the soil, and he would never have to worry about lacking food again.
"Where is Hermel?" Negris asked, calling out the unfamiliar Mattis, but the familiar Hermel was nowhere to be seen, which made it a little uneasy.
Ang said, "The Kumanthong, on his body."
"Pfft—Hemer is on the Guman snake?" Negris was so shocked his eyes almost popped out.
Ang nodded.
"No sign of the giant serpent? How did it climb up there?" Negris asked in shock.
Whether it's the tree tumor that imprisoned and restrained the little fire people, or the joint that hatched the puppet snake, they were both on the Myriad Realms Divine Tree. They didn't dare to get close to the part of the ancient serpent, let alone send insects to crawl there. How did Hermer climb onto the ancient serpent?
Ang shook his head: "On the sacred tree, the eggs are laid, and the ancient mantis snakes absorb them through their roots."
“I understand.” Negris immediately understood what was going on. Ang had placed the insects into the body of the Tree of All Worlds a long time ago, and one of the insects had even parasitized the Puppet Serpent.
Originally, the insects shouldn't have been able to invade the Myriad Realms Tree so easily, but unfortunately, the long-term parasitism of the Guman snake prevented the Myriad Realms Tree from growing. Even the little tree people couldn't control their bodies, so naturally they couldn't resist the invasion of the insects.
When insects invade the Divine Tree of Myriad Realms, they will continuously evolve and eventually evolve into offspring that are best suited to the environment of the Divine Tree. The insects lay their eggs in the trunk, and their eggs are so small that they cannot be seen with the naked eye. They can easily flow along the tree veins to the entire body of the Divine Tree of Myriad Realms.
The Guman snake takes root in the Tree of All Worlds to draw nutrients, and these well-adapted insect eggs are absorbed into its body through the Guman snake's roots.
If even one insect egg enters the body of the Guman snake, it's equivalent to the insect god entering its body.
"The Guman snake thought it could escape, but it probably has its body full of eggs by now, right? And you said you couldn't find its location before?" Negris said gloatingly.
Ang said, "Now, we can't find Hermel either, and it dares not grow."
"Oh, no rush, take your time, there will be a time when things will loosen up."
Knowing where Hermel had gone, Negris turned to look at Matisse, just in time to see it sticking out its large tongue and licking the substance in a grotesque manner.
Negris grumbled in disgust, "Mattis, can you please stop being so repulsive?"
Mattis turned its head, glancing at it sideways while licking it with its blue tongue, perhaps without any real intention, but it looked quite provocative.
"Silly bug." Negris laughed in exasperation, muttered a curse, and didn't bother arguing with it.
Mattis licked the boundary wall material a few times, smacked his lips, then his mouth twitched. After a while, Mattis stuck out his green tongue and started licking it.
"Why is its tongue sometimes blue and sometimes green?" Negris asked, puzzled.
"It's adjusting the pH of the saliva to see which one works on these wall plasters," Duroken said.
"Wall plaster? Uh, fine, wall plaster it is, but this is too tacky," Negris muttered.
The void has boundaries, and those boundaries are walls. The matter falling from those walls is called "wall plaster"? It's like treating a planet like a boiler—how sophisticated…
Mattis tried dozens of times, his tongue flashing blue, red, and green, before finally stopping. He then spat on the wall, quickly soaking a section of it.
"Why isn't there any response?" Negris leaned closer and asked, puzzled.
“Yes, look at those little bubbles, they’re reacting,” Duroken said, pointing to the bubbles.
“I can’t believe how slow this is!” Negris said.
“It’s better to go slower; if we go too fast, these walls won’t look special anymore,” Duroken said.
It took Duroken two full days to finally fish out the plaster from the wall.
Negris leaned closer and asked, "Has anything changed? Why hasn't anything changed at all?"
“Yes, the surface is a little rough,” Duroken said.
"I can't believe it only got a tiny bit thicker after soaking for two days?" Negris was somewhat disappointed. This wall plaster was too stable; even the insect god's acid couldn't corrode it, so there was no way to process it.
Duroken put the plaster aside, picked up the acid, and began to apply it to a sphere, layer after layer, letting it dry before applying another layer.
After applying several layers, Duroken said to Negris, "Lord Negris, try scanning it with your mind."
Negris scanned it with his mind: "Huh? My mind can't get through?"
How can such a thin layer block out thoughts?
Keep brushing and brushing, and slowly, the surface of the sphere changes color, becoming closer and closer to the wall paint.
"So you acid-etched off the wall plaster and then plated it on top, right?" Negris asked.
Duroken nodded, then said, "That's about it. Try smashing it and see if you can break it open."
Negris threw a punch, but was bounced up with a thud.
"It's so hard, what's going on? Why does it have support after being plated?" Negris asked in shock.
How can a thin layer of plating provide support? That's as absurd as painting a shield to stop a crossbow bolt.
"Hehe, it has self-healing properties, it's a good material." Duroken said excitedly, which is how an alchemist reacts when he sees a good material.
Just as Negris was about to say something, Ang suddenly moved, pulling everyone into the consciousness space, where Anthony was also present.
Anthony exclaimed excitedly, "Germezburg isn't in the Abyss Core! It really has been banished! This is a great opportunity! Everyone, come and drive away King Felix and help Big Mouth seize the Abyss Core!"