inspire-indiana Chapter 1338: Reversal Chapter The Moment of Death
Chapter 1338: Reversal Chapter The Moment of Death
Chapter 1338 Reversal to the moment of death
Nagris curled his lips in dissatisfaction. This old man must have trusted Ang so much that he said the real body would come in person. If it was troublesome to explain, he would not bother to explain and would just ask directly what to do. He was not afraid that Ang would betray him.
Ange opened the portal to the space-time realm, pointed at the dragon corpse on the ground, and said, "Put it in."
"You still need corpses? With so many corpses, are you going to rebuild the Undead Empire?" the king asked puzzledly. As he asked, he dispersed his body and turned into a cloud of smoke, rolling towards the corpses.
Wherever it passed, all the corpses were sucked into the smoke. When the smoke returned to the portal, it poured out, revealing hundreds or even thousands of corpses.
Nagris complained: "What a pity, you old immortal. We encountered a super powerful Chaos Black Crystal Skeleton before. Even Ange couldn't beat it. But it evolved from the Black Crystal Skeleton. You have already abandoned the Black Crystal and turned into the Origin Body. Otherwise, you can follow his evolutionary path."
The king said in astonishment: "A Chaos Black Crystal that is more powerful than Ange? How is that possible? Who? Although I am the body of the origin, my true body is still the Black Crystal. If it is really that powerful, I will just turn back."
"King File, you will be able to see him soon. Ang doesn't have his real body and can't beat him for the time being, so I called you over to beat him together." Nagris said.
"Then reincarnate these dragon men into the undead army and beat him together?" the king asked doubtfully.
They were talking while moving the bodies, and Luther and Lightning went up to help. Luther opened his arms behind him, and with his four arms he grabbed the bodies and threw them towards the portal.
If it was a normal corpse, Luther would not dare to throw it like this. Ordinary corpses are too fragile. Wouldn't they fall into pieces if thrown like this? But these dragon corpses are very strong, and they are well dried. Not to mention throwing them, they may not be able to be chopped with a sword.
Lightning was guarding in front of the portal. When a corpse fell down, it lightly kicked it with its hind legs, easily relieving the force and kicking the corpse into the portal. With that accuracy, if it were to participate in the magic ball competition at the Star Academy, it would definitely be able to sweep a large area.
Anthony and Ulsman also went to help, but the best they could do was to teleport over, grab two corpses, and then teleport back, which was much slower.
At this rate, it would take who knows how many days to pick up all the corpses that stretch to the end of the field of vision. By then, King Fier might have arrived.
Angel thought about it, and pulled with his left and right hands, creating a swallowing abyss. Suddenly, a powerful suction force sucked in all the air and objects around.
Angel threw the Devouring Abyss forward and controlled it to fly forward. Wherever it passed, all matter, including corpses, were lifted up like iron nails being attracted by a magnet.
Ang controlled the distance to ensure that the corpses would not be sucked into the abyss or fall down. He went around all the pits in this way. A large number of corpses fell from the sky, following the direction of the swallowing abyss.
When the abyss turned a corner and came to the back of the portal, all the corpses fell into the portal. This was repeated several times, and almost all the corpses on the ground were cleared away. Only dozens of scattered corpses were left, and Luther and Lightning quickly picked them up.
This method is fast, but its only drawback is that a layer of the ground is scraped off, and almost all the pits are turned up, and some even fall into the space gate together with the corpses.
"Seven hundred, six hundred thousand, seven thousand, and fifty-one." Ang suddenly said a string of numbers.
"What? You mean the number of corpses? Seven million. Six hundred thousand?" Nagris was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
Ange nodded.
"It's a bit too little. It took eight million years to accumulate such a small number of corpses, less than one a year? The fertility rate of the dragon people is not very high." Nagris said in surprise.
"Maybe it's because our lifespan is longer, Babulu. How long is the lifespan of you dragon people?" Anthony asked.
Babulu calculated and said, "About 100,000 years."
"So long?" Nagris' eyes widened. It was a brass dragon, and a lifespan of around 10,000 years was already very long. The lifespan of a lower-level dragon was even shorter, only 7,000 to 8,000 years. How could these dragons live up to 100,000 years? Almost as long as an old tree.
But when I think about it carefully, I think it makes sense. Although they are called dragon people now, in fact, these are all first-level dragon gods. They are called dragon people only to distinguish them from the real dragon gods.
It is reasonable for a first-level dragon god to have a lifespan of 100,000 years.
If the lifespan is 100,000 years, then the more than 7.6 million corpses mean that the dragon population size remained at around 100,000 during a certain period of time.
One hundred thousand first-order dragon gods?
It makes my teeth ache just thinking about it. It’s a pity that in this void, the first-level dragon gods are no longer considered powerful beings. Even their corpses have become the soul energy of King File.
I wonder how much of my life strength I can retain after reincarnating into an undead creature?
With such questions in mind, everyone entered the space-time realm, stood on the magnified space-time compass, and looked at the dragon corpses floating all over the sky, feeling both weird and terrifying.
Ange took a step forward, scales on his body surged, and he transformed into a complete dragon god.
Seeing Ange's transformation, Nagris finally realized something was wrong: "Aren't you a reincarnated dragon man? Why are you transforming into a dragon god?"
To reincarnate an undead creature, one does not need to transform into a dragon god. To transform into a dragon god, one needs to control the space-time domain. What does this dead skeleton want to do? Can he turn over seven million dragon corpses?
But before it could say anything, Ang had already stretched out his hand and started turning.
Ange turned very slowly, as if he had billions of tons of weight in his hands. The next moment, all the statues around him began to emit light.
The seven original forces of the vegetable-growing origin wearing a straw raincoat, the darkness origin, the devouring origin, the consciousness origin, the ultimate origin, the space origin, and the time-space origin are unified here.
In addition, there are the immortal god holding a sickle, the harvest goddess holding rice ears, the god of arbitration, the god of light and darkness... All the statues that embody the divine powers possessed by Ang are now emitting divine light.
The little ghost and Kram even appeared in Ang's hands, and they pushed together. Except for the saplings, Ang used almost all his strength in farming.
The corpses of more than seven million dragon men underwent collective changes. However, because the time of death was inconsistent, the closer the corpses were to each other, the more drastic the changes were. Some of the shriveled corpses gradually became plump and slowly began to exude the breath of death.
It was not until this moment that Ange stopped and said, "King, hook it back."
Although it was a sentence without a beginning or an end, the king miraculously understood it without the need for translation. He transformed into his original body, extended his sickle at lightning speed, and drew back all the corpses that showed the breath of death.
After the king had hooked all the corpses back, Ang started to move again. Not long after, some of the corpses began to show the aura of death. Without Ang's reminder, the king hooked them back directly.
The king stood on the time and space compass and was not affected by the reversal of time and space. Once the corpses were hooked by his sickle, they would immediately be free from the influence of the reversal of time and space. Soon, the ground was filled with piles of corpses and the breath of death was gathering.
Nagris finally understood what Ange wanted to do. He said in a trembling voice, "You don't want to reverse them all to the moment they just died, do you?"