Anthony said regretfully: "Yes, he saw you, what should I do? I didn't expect that he would take action so quickly. Why didn't you cover it up at that time?"
"I...I..." The Speaker wanted to say that he didn't react, but something didn't feel right. Anthony's words didn't sound like he was feeling sorry, but rather like he was shirking responsibility.
But if you think about it carefully, Anthony is indeed not responsible. It happened so fast that he didn't even react. He can't blame Anthony for not covering it for him, right?
I could only admit that I was unlucky. The Speaker said: "No, I have to go back and watch. Quickly, lift my restriction."
Anthony was a bit embarrassed and said: "But you are a prisoner."
The Speaker angrily said: "Are you still playing at this time!?"
"No, I mean, you are a prisoner, you have to break free yourself." Anthony said.
Ange tilted his head: "No..."
As soon as the word 'no' came out, the Speaker couldn't wait to hold on, and then he saw a space crack opening in front of him, sucking him in.
Nigris was confused: "What are you saying 'no'? What kind of restrictions did you put on him?"
Angle said: "Exile."
"The banishment of big cats? What kind of ban is this?" Nigris asked without knowing why.
Big Cat's banishment is to take people to the dimensional world. That kind of place is very dangerous to ordinary creatures, but it is not dangerous to the Grand Speaker. Then he can just find a space rift and jump back, but this is not considered a ban.
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Ange scratched his head: "Earn once, exile once."
"Pfft... Doesn't that mean that after the Grand Speaker is exiled, he will make some money in the dimensional world and then be exiled to another place? How many times will he be exiled?" Negris asked.
Ange shook his head: "There is no dimension, infinite times."
"Isn't it banished to a dimensional world? If the ban is not lifted, it will be banished indefinitely? How is that possible? Your ban will not be restored automatically. Will it stop when the energy of the ban is exhausted?" Nigris said.
Ange shook his head: "He earns and exiles. His strength is to exile."
"Pfft... Why are you so cunning with your restraint, using the strength of his struggle to banish him? If he cannot break the restraint, he will not be able to recover his strength. If he struggles, he will be banished again. He will be mad, right? Didn't you say you should do it?
It's a simple ban, but why have you made it so troublesome?" Nigris couldn't laugh or cry.
Ange raised his fingers: "Simple, restricted, not harmful, this."
It was Nigris who wanted a simple one that would not harm the Speaker, but could also limit his strength to prevent him from suddenly bursting into violence. Ange thought about it and came up with this restriction. He would be exiled as soon as he exerted his strength. How simple.
ah.
Nigris moved his mouth and swallowed the curse words. Is this simple? Only a dead skeleton dares to say that this kind of ban is simple. This is simply an infinite random teleportation...
"Random... is it random? Is the exile random? Do you know where he was exiled?" Nigris suddenly thought of a more critical question.
Ange nodded and shook his head. The banishment was random, so he didn't know where the Grand Speaker would be teleported to.
Anthony couldn't help but cover his face: "This is troublesome. He was seen by Nan Mian. Originally, I did it on purpose to force him to take sides. Now that he has been exiled, Table Mountain will be in trouble. We must keep Table Mountain."
, if Liablit and others die, he will hate us to death."
"Let's go to Table Mountain. Let's ask Britt to contact him through soul contact and tell him the situation of the ban, so that he won't have to send it repeatedly without knowing where it went. In case it exceeds the range of Britt's soul connection.
, then you really can’t come back." Nigris said quickly.
There is no need to teleport to Table Mountain, because there is a complete World Tree there. Ange knocked on the sapling and chatted with it a few times. The sapling stretched out its vine roots and covered everyone, leaving only the one
The older mourning undead soldier stood outside the circle blankly.
Anthony waved: "Come here too, what's your name?"
"Ferras, my name is Ferras." The older mourning undead soldier responded quickly, walked into the circle with some anxiety, and asked the sapling to include him.
"I'm sorry, what's going on with you? Why did you come out from there? Why did you run away?" Anthony asked curiously, then pressed his shoulders and pushed him forward.
Go forward? Aren’t you covered by some vines? Go forward without hitting a tree? Sorry? Yes, my son is dead...
Feras' anger and sadness have passed. He is now more confused and curious. He originally thought that he would die, but unexpectedly a group of people suddenly appeared and used Nan Mian's move to kill his son, and in turn destroyed him.
He went to Nanmian and rescued him.
Hearing Anthony's inquiry, Feras responded very cooperatively: "Nan Mian wanted to move us from the Soul Farm to the Holy Land. We, father and son, didn't want to live that kind of life anymore, so we took the opportunity to escape."
When he heard about Soul Farm, Anthony's heart moved: "What does Soul Farm look like?"
"It is the inside of a huge sphere. Sunlight is projected from the center to the surroundings, but there is no sun there, only sunlight shining on it. There are oceans and land inside, just like a plane." Firas said.
Anthony and Nigris looked at each other, and Anthony asked: "Do you know Ziola?"
Ferras nodded: "I've heard of this name. It's a soul that ran away from the soul farm. I knew about him and that's why I wanted to run away. Even if I couldn't run away, I still had to send my son away. No.
Thinking of...sigh."
After sighing, Ferras asked: "Do you know Qiola? Is he still alive?"
"You're still alive. I'll introduce you to you later. Are you carrying the coffin to hold it? What is it?" Anthony pointed to the body he had been carrying.
The body had been dragged around and was extremely unkempt and dirty, but there were no scratches on the surface.
"Oh, these are higher-level Chaos Undead Soldiers, and they are also going to be transferred to the Holy Land. They don't have souls yet, but they are really hard." After Ferras finished speaking, he shook the body in his hand.
"Give it to me, I'll take it and study it," Anthony said.
"Oh." Ferras quickly handed it over.
Anthony took it and presented it to Ange. Whatever he could study, he could not sense the power of the source. The biggest difference between these Chaos Undead Soldiers and the Mourning Undead Soldiers was that they had the power of the source.
After Ange took over the body, Feras asked in a low voice: "The one who disappeared just now is the Grand Speaker, right? The Grand Chancellor betrayed the Lord of the Star, right?"