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Chapter 1348 - Chapter 1348 909 Chapter - The King is Shouting Save Life

Chapter 1348: 909 Chapter – The King is Shouting, Save Life? Chapter 1348: 909 Chapter – The King is Shouting, Save Life? An unceasing influx of Faith Elemental Force flowed into Ange’s Soul Network, and incrementally increased.

“Only the power of belief can be generated out of nothing, material resources are finite, Only belief is inexhaustible.”

Previously, Ange didn’t care about increments because he never ran out of his stock; the Void was filled with Dark Elements and Chaos Mist, which were practically limitless.

It was like only a Monarch would repeatedly talk about the Energy Level Great Desert. Others were indifferent to the term; what a Monarch considered a desert, others saw as an Oasis.

But after gathering all matter, energy, and consciousness, Ange could finally understand what a desert meant–the entirety of the material and energy across the Chaos Plane wasn’t enough to enable the Monarch to leave this place.

This metaphor might be hard to understand, but to put it another way, Ange would immediately relate: the Water Element in the air isn’t even sufficient for watering the ground.

How could this be? No, it couldn’t be; there needed to be increments, and there needed to be watering.

Now, the increments had arrived, and they were significant, accumulating at a rate of eighteen hundred times.

Ancient Godlight felt something was off–how come the Eternal Chaos seemed somewhat uncontrollable? Was it an illusion?

Ancient Godlight couldn’t afford to be negligent, for Eternal Chaos embodied chaos, disorder–if there was even a slight change, it wouldn’t be ‘chaos’ anymore, order would start to rebuild within the change.

But just as it focused its attention on the central region, the surface of the Red Giant Ball formed a distorted face, seemingly adjusting to something.

The anomaly of the Red Giant Ball alarmed the Monarch, who projected his thought and hesitantly asked, “Ange?”

The face seemed to find its focus, and its gaze landed on the Monarch, “Monarch…”

The Monarch breathed a sigh of relief and asked, “How are things? Are you all right?”

Before, there was Negris who occasionally withdrew to report back, and after Anthony went inside as well, the Monarch had completely lost all sources of news, knew nothing, and could only sit here anxiously.

“We’re fine, very good,” Ange responded.

“That’s good to hear. So, did you project yourself here to ask for help? Tell me what needs to be done; everyone is ready to help,” the Monarch gestured behind him.

Ange looked toward the rear, finding that the Void was filled with shadowy figures, these figures even stretched onto the Shattered Planes behind.

The Shattered Planes, pulled by several Ancient Gods, were anchored in the Void to prevent them from falling into the Red Giant Ball, and their entire surfaces were crammed with the Undead.

However, the most numerous were still in the Void–shadows loomed, barely visible to the end, almost all of the Undead were here, with Locke kicking Harvey and Feiti to get them up quickly.

The Great Sage and the Witch were also quickly tidying up their appearances, the Witch even used a piece of towel to cover her face, only exposing a rim around her dry eyes.

After the expansion of the Red Giant Ball, all signs of life seemed to be vanishing, even long-lived species like the Giant Dragon Elves were aging rapidly and dying, all means of rejuvenating the body also became ineffective.

Only the eternal Undead remained.

But Ange shook his head, from the Monarch’s perspective, it only looked like the face wobbled, but those who knew him could tell he was shaking his head, “No need for help, Monarch, I’ll send you away from the Great Desert.”

“What do you mean? Take me away from this Energy Level Great Desert?” The Monarch thought he had misheard and asked in shock.

Ange nodded.

The Monarch, incredulous, asked, “Is it possible? How?”

“Spatial Slingshot,” Ange stated.

The Monarch, perplexed, asked, “What will you use as an anchor? Can you sling that far? It’s the Energy Level Great Desert; you need to aim for a place with starlight.”

“An anchor point, you dummy,” Ange said.

The one Ange called a dummy plowed forward with his head down. When he dashed fiercely, his whole being turned into a phantom, but it couldn’t last long before he popped out, transforming into a Void Fortress–the Holy Kingdom.

Every so often, the Little Ghost in the core would accumulate some Faith Elemental Force. Once it had enough, it would dash forward, turning the entire Holy Kingdom into a light shadow and accelerating wildly for a distance.

Unfortunately, it was going in the wrong direction. Persistently sprinting like this for twenty years, the Little Ghost had traversed an unimaginable distance and finally left the Chaos Plane far behind.

Why did it go in the wrong direction? Because as it was flying towards Ange’s position, Ange had used the Spatial Slingshot twice, causing the Little Ghost to adjust its course.

When Ange used the Spatial Slingshot again and entered the Red Giant Ball, it lost its sensation; hence, the stubborn Little Ghost continued in the last direction, blazing along the wrong path.

If it had been a normal person sprinting like this, it wouldn’t have mattered much; twenty years wouldn’t take them very far. But the Little Ghost was no ordinary being; it had assimilated the Divine Aspect of Light and, in a sense, had become the God of Light.

What was even more explosive was that it worshipped Ange. The God of Light worshipped Ange, and its rank within the Divine Aspect of Light was higher than the God of Balance, leading to a peculiar situation.

The massive amount of Faith Elemental Force it devoted was directly channeled back into its God Status, amounting to self-worship.

Its belief was inexhaustible, so even after sprinting twenty years, the Little Ghost’s power was not depleted.

Moreover, as it ran, it inexplicably mastered a virtualization ability. The Holy Kingdom’s moving speed was slow, but once virtualized, it could instantly increase to the speed of light.

And so, it kept sprinting, now not even knowing where it had dashed off to.

Now, when the Faith Elemental Force greatly increased, Ange sensed the dummy’s location. Perfect for using as an anchor point to send the Monarch out, saving a lot of energy.

“… It can work like that? Alright then, throw me over there,” the Monarch said, exasperated but quickly perked up. Leaving the Energy Level Great Desert using the Spatial Slingshot was indeed much faster than him flying slowly.

…

The Holy Kingdom, wildly dashing forward, suddenly stopped. The Little Ghost looked in the direction it had come from: Oh–?

Oh– After a pause, the Little Ghost responded again, indicating it understood, and the Holy Kingdom firmly stopped in place.

Then, with a violent shake, the Little Ghost felt a strong pulling force, and the Holy Kingdom was dragged into motion.

After completing all this, the Holy Kingdom turned around and dashed in the direction it came from, but it would take another twenty years to return to the Chaos Plane.

…

With the Monarch gone, the assembled Undead Army in the Void could also be disbanded. Lock Feiti, Harvey, the Witch, the Great Sage, Big Bone, and other intelligent Undead creatures all dedicated their souls, preserving their memories through the Soul Network, and entered Dimensional Space.

As for the unconscious Undead creatures, they were thrown directly into the Red Giant Ball, becoming part of eternal chaos.

Meanwhile, the Ancient Godlight, completely unaware that Ange’s power could now move freely within the Red Giant Ball, still occasionally received reports from Adams, hoping Adams would exterminate all life, making eternal chaos lose track of time.

Two years later, Ange had completely mastered eternal chaos. The Red Giant Ball quickly contracted into a giant hand, clutching the Ancient Godlight in its grip.

“How… how is this possible? How did you do it? Eternal chaos is clearly my power!” the Ancient Godlight struggled fiercely, shouting in disbelief.

“I have ‘increment,'” Ange responded, and the ‘giant hand’ squeezed hard, bursting the Primordial God that equated to the creator of the entire Chaos Plane.

What eternal chaos feared most was order. The moment the increment was created signified that order was being restored.

The Void returned to calm, all resources funneled into Ange’s Dimensional Space, nurturing a new world, leaving only one ‘giant hand’.

Then one day, the giant hand suddenly moved, transformed into a face, and looked puzzled towards the end of the Void, “Monarch is shouting, ‘Save me?'”