Chapter 886 Eat another four hundred and eighty pills
At the base of the volcano, in the deepest magma river, the thousand-meter-long ancient giant body was quietly soaking in it, shaking slightly with the violent rolling of the magma.
Magma giants kept throwing some strange ores and broken starship wreckage into it.
Viewed from a height, it looks a bit like a giant stewed in a cauldron with seasonings added.
The second clone that no one could find was currently sitting cross-legged on a platform above the magma pool.
Directly in front of him, there was an inner world the size of his head suspended. On the periphery of the gradually liquefied sphere, there were two crescent-shaped golden horns, rotating around the sphere like two satellites.
Every time it rotates, some shiny water droplets will appear out of thin air in the inner world and merge into the middle sphere, accelerating the liquefaction process of the sphere nebula.
According to what Terr said, the general meaning is that the real world belongs to a low latitude and has concepts such as time and space.
The origin of the universe is a high-latitude world. There are no concepts such as time and space. It is chaos.
The inner world is a strange existence artificially formed by eleventh-level gods and demons who absorb the origin of the universe, which are these shiny water droplets.
The middle dimension, which is between high latitudes and low latitudes, has the concept of time but no concept of space.
Therefore, an eleventh-level powerhouse can use the power of the inner world to cast down souls across planes regardless of spatial distance.
"Boom, boom, boom,"
On the shore in the distance, the five-meter-tall ancient giant Terr smashed the last dozen or so scrapped starships. He touched his bald head with unsatisfied desire, and his figure flashed and appeared on the platform.
"How's it going? Have you got it under control?"
"Barely controllable, but unstable, and sometimes flying out of control!" The second clone glanced vaguely below, where a large number of magma giants were throwing mountains of starship wreckage into the magma river.
Melted, and then absorbed by the ancient giant's divine body, the divine body slowly became covered with a metallic luster.
When he came, he brought more than 300 scrapped starships that had not yet arrived and were eager to blow them up. He thought that while Tel would help him solve the golden horns, he would also help blow up the starships.
Unexpectedly, the Golden Ox Horn was solved, and the wreckage of the starship that was exploded was gone. These were thrown into the system for recycling, but those with a lot of points could exchange them for at least 200,000 to 300,000 new explosive hidden pills.
"take it easy!"
Terr nodded when he heard the words: "After all, those two golden horns are made from a pair of eleventh-level tauren golden horns, and they contain a lot of inner world power.
At the speed at which you are absorbing the origin of the universe, it will take at least half a year to refine it and use it for your own use."
"Half a year, so long?"
The second clone's face turned dark and he asked: "Can't we think of a way to prevent the inner world from being used within half a year? This is too wasteful.
Otherwise, you can refine it for me?"
"After I refine it, it will become mine!" Terr sat down angrily, took out a large piece of star beast meat and took a bite: "Don't be dissatisfied, those golden horns are big treasures.
Minotaurs are different from humans. The source of their spiritual power is in the horns of bulls. They don't know what kind of existence they are. They use the golden horns of eleventh-level god-demon realm minotaurs to refine inner world weapons.
The origin of that alien race you killed is not simple."
The second clone looked at the inner world in front of him and fell silent.
Inner world weapons, as the name suggests, are conventional magic weapons. Mysterious weapons are activated by mental power or spiritual power.
Inner world weapons are weapons driven by the power of the inner world, which are far more powerful than magical weapons and mysterious weapons.
It is very unreasonable for a ninth-level traitor organization to have such a treasure.
The only special thing is that he has some Celestial blood.
Thinking of this, the second clone took out an origin pill and handed it over: "The alien I killed had some Celestial blood. Look at this pill. It was found from that guy."
The origin pill is about the size of a walnut, with colorful patterns all over it. There is no pattern and no smell. It looks very ordinary.
However, it was such an ordinary thing. The starry sky meat in Ter's hand fell to the ground with a "snap" sound, and his eyes widened.
He grabbed it in his hand and looked at it close to his eyes: "Yes, yes, it's the Origin Pill, the Origin Pill.
When I was a child, I saw the patriarch collecting the origin of the universe and refining it.
You said that the alien race has some Celestial blood, which makes sense. It must be a descendant of the Celestial race, and it also makes sense that it has some treasures in its hands.
During the ancient war, you ancient humans captured many Celestial women from the third star ring and came back, saying that you wanted to improve the next generation and give birth to many hybrids."
"So fierce?"
The second avatar looked confused. He didn't expect ancient humans to be so ferocious. He ignored his emotions and asked: "Will this Origin Pill be useful to me?
Since it is refined from the origin of the universe, it should be able to help refine the golden horn, right?"
Ter nodded: "Of course, this one is equivalent to the essence of the universe that I absorbed for more than twenty days.
You have used almost a year's worth of absorption, and with just this one, you can completely refine the pair of golden horns in two or three days!"
After Ter finished speaking, he reluctantly handed the Origin Pill back.
"No, you keep this one, I still have it!" The second clone felt relieved and took back the inner world suspended in front of him.
At the same time, Li Wenhao, the main body of the Seventh Continent, meditated in the secret room and took an origin pill.
Wave after wave of strange energy poured into the inner world of the spiritual sea. "Clatter," the originally sparkling water droplets on the forehead gathered into small streams, continuously washing away the two golden horns and flowing into the sphere in the center.
The originally thin connection with the two golden horns became solidified, and the rotation speed also became faster.
Correspondingly, his control over the inner world has become stronger.
"This Origin Pill is really a good thing. One pill is equivalent to one year of cultivation. If you take about 480 more pills, you can completely control the inner world. Isn't it equivalent to the eleventh level of God and Demon Realm?"
Half an hour later, Li Wenhao opened his eyes, his golden eyes bright and frightening.
There was a soft sound of "Buzz," and an illusory starry sky appeared in the secret room, with two shining golden crescent-shaped golden horns rotating rapidly around a huge red star.
As the rotation speed becomes faster and faster, the two crescent-shaped golden horns become more and more flat, like two scimitars.
Li Wenhao took another source pill, closed his eyes, and the vision in the secret room disappeared.
Ancient battlefield, volcano base.
The second clone felt relieved that the main body had successfully refined the golden horn, and curiously wandered around the divine body in the magma river.
"Tel, if you throw so much metal ore and starship wreckage into it, what's the use?
Can it speed up repair or strengthen the strength of the divine body?
If you keep doing this, it will become a lump of iron!"
Ter continued to eat the starry sky meat and said with a loud sound: "Of course it works. I am now refining the divine body as a weapon. The more rare metals added, the more powerful it will be when used.
It will take more than ten days to fully cultivate. If there are more rare metals, the speed will be faster!"