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Chapter 815: The sheep is smarter than it

Before the horn fell to the ground, Ange had already reached out to grab it and stuff it into the space.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, including Awu Li, who stared blankly at Ange's free left hand, then at the right hand holding the horn, and murmured: "My horn..."

Ange shook the horn in his hand.

"But..." Awuli was very confused. It was not talking about this one, but the one just now, but this one was also a horn.

Awuli felt an unspeakable pain and just wanted to tear these guys alive. She growled angrily: "Give me my horns back..."

As it roared, the light extended toward its head and quickly formed new horns. But the moment the new horns were formed, Ange rushed up again and stretched out his hand, but it didn't even finish a sentence.

Quickly stuffing himself into the space, Ange looked left and right as if nothing had happened, as if he had done nothing.

Nigris and Anthony looked at each other and whispered: "I must have learned it from the big cat."

Awu Li was stunned. All three of her horns were taken away by Ange. In this case, the correct approach was to distance herself first, wait for the horns to recover, and then come back to electrocute these guys. But because she was confused, it unexpectedly started again.

Restore the unicorn.

Without any suspense, Ange rushed up again and accurately pointed at the tip of the corner. Even if Awuli subconsciously shook her head, she could not avoid the thousand-year-old farmer's accurate aim.

The fourth horn fell down.

Awuli finally woke up and ran towards the giant light tree.

Ange didn't stop him, he just took out all the horns and compared them carefully.

Nigris asked hesitantly: "You were not doing a controlled experiment just now, were you? Can this also be controlled?"

Ange nodded, moved the horn over, and pointed at several locations on it.

The four horns do have some slight differences. Some lines are more vertical, some are more oblique, some have deeper ravines, and some have harder horns. There are always subtle differences that are not errors.

Theoretically, this difference should not occur. When you think about your fingers, the number of fingers is different every time. Sometimes there are five fingers, sometimes six fingers. How is this possible?

"What do you do with this?" asked Nigris.

"Organic matter." Ange responded.

"You want to find out why it has organic matter?" Nigris was surprised.

Is it possible? Is it possible to do this? Why is this dead skeleton’s thinking so strange?

Ange nodded, and then continued to study these horns, even cutting off the root of the horns and observing the cross section.

Not long after, Awuli, who had regained her horn, ran back again, lowered her head and pointed her sharp horn in the direction of Ange, ready to attack.

Brush, except Ange, everyone hid behind the Holy Frame of Equality.

Ange did not retreat but advanced, heading towards Awuli.

Awuli's eyes lit up, and a bolt of lightning of consciousness immediately struck out from her horn, striking towards Ange.

Ange opened a colorful plane with his palm, as if a shield was covering Ange. At the same time, the whole world suddenly slowed down - time lags.

However, consciousness is a force that transcends time and space. Even in time lag, everyone's thinking speed is normal. This is the speed at which consciousness operates.

Therefore, the consciousness lightning did not slow down at all. It struck the shield at its original speed. The time delay delayed Ange. Fortunately, there was a shield.

After blocking the flash of consciousness, time returned to normal. Ange stepped in a series of steps, rushed to Awu Li, reached out and touched the horn.

"Ah! Here you go again!" Awuli yelled angrily, turned around and ran away again.

Ange picked up the horn and stuffed it into the space.

Nigris asked, somewhat dumbfounded: "Ange, you don't want to keep picking its horns like this, do you? It's not a sheep."

Ange said truthfully: "Sheep are smarter than him."

"Pfft hahaha——" Even Anthony couldn't help laughing.

Everyone knows that Ange is not telling a joke, he is just stating the facts, but it is funnier this way.

Sheep are smarter than sheep. They run away after being picked up once, but this Awuli has been picked up five times and is about to be picked up a sixth time. She really doesn't look very smart.

Not only the sixth time, but also the seventh, eighth, and until the ninth time, this Awuli seemed to have enlightened herself and stopped running towards the giant tree. She stayed where she was and shouted angrily: "You guys are too much."

Damn it, why are you trying to steal my horn! I’m going to trample you all to death!”

As he said that, he raised his hoof and wanted to step over, but was immediately knocked away by Ange's light-covered fist...

"Let's bet, how many times will it lose its mind like this?" Nigris said boredly.

Anthony was too lazy to make such a boring bet, but analyzed: "After this consciousness collapsed, all living creatures except it and the giant tree have now disappeared. What does this mean?"

Nigris was stunned for a moment: "Is it the embodiment of other conscious creatures?"

"Yes, so when the two-headed snake shouts about the spirit of the tree god, does it mean it, not the tree?" Anthony guessed.

Negris thought for a moment and nodded: "It's possible, the most likely is that the two-headed snake thought the tree was the spirit of the tree god, but in fact, the spirit of the tree god was the horse, and the tree was just this consciousness.

The presentation of space.”

"It makes sense. The two-headed snake also said that the spirit of the tree god can control the sacred tree of all realms. What does this mean?" Anthony asked.

"Then I don't know, but I'll write it down first, go back and catch the ancient god on the Void Will side, and then ask." Negris said.

"Well, I'll ask again then. It's possible that the two-headed snake has been remembered incorrectly. Legends and legends change from time to time, such as some omniscient god of knowledge. This kind of legend is too false." Anthony

Speaking of.

"If you don't fight me, you'll die, right? Why don't you learn lightning instead of being so good?" Nigris said angrily.

"Who am I going to fight if I don't fight you? Little angel? Do I dare?" Anthony was also very distressed.

Now the level of Ange's enemies is too high. He can only use his brain and his mouth, not his actions. If he doesn't fight, it won't be easy to make up the word count.

"You can fight against Lightning, fight against the old man and never die, fight against... Hey, what's going on? How did Ange bring it back? What happened?" Midway through his words, Negris suddenly saw Ange holding his hand.

Awuli brought it back.

Awuli, who was extremely angry just now, was like a horse, following Ange with a low eyebrow.

Anthony was also stunned: "I didn't pay attention. It was beaten by the adults just now. Why did it suddenly become good? What did the adults say to it?"

Negris couldn't help but rushed forward and asked from a distance: "Ange, what did you say to it? Is it...surrendering?"

Ange said: "I said, yes, realize it."


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