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Chapter 160 The Collective of Death
Chapter 208: The Aggregate of Death
Above the horizon, Mu Yang looked at the giant worm that had emerged from underground, his furrowed brows never relaxing.
"Do you recognize that thing?"
"No, but it seems to be somewhat related to the sun."
Seeing the giant worm that, like it, intended to devour Mu Yang, pseudo-yang became interested.
Because the centipede-like giant worm actually contained a considerable aura of the sun, it was incredibly strange for an undead creature that feared sunlight to have sun patterns etched on it.
"—This Devouring Island really can connect everything to the sun."
Mu Yang said speechlessly; none of these sun creatures were normal.
He seemed to have become a special "Tang Monk's flesh," and every creature on Devouring Island connected to the sun wanted to devour him.
"Perhaps this island has a problem, not us."
Hearing this, pseudo-yang immediately retorted.
This desolate, broken place, as if it couldn't bear to leave! It was hard to find a weak creature with a sun aura.
If it had other options, it would have long gone to the territory of intelligent races to spread its faith, and it wouldn't have been discovered by Mu Yang.
"It's possible—"
Repeatedly encountering sun-related creatures that wanted to devour him, Mu Yang also felt that the secrets of Devouring Island might be deeper than he imagined.
[Judging the charm attributes of both parties—judgment successful. Our charm is 45 times that of the enemy, but due to the influence of "Centipede" and a higher tier, only 60% of the enemy's data is obtained.]
The data is as follows:
Name: Black Sun · Congealed Death Earth Dragon
Species: Undead
Health: 99%
Mana: 1631 / 1990
Strength: 40
Agility: ??
Stamina: 56
Intelligence: ??
Charm: 1
Skill 1: Death Convergence Lv.20 (Passive): Ordinary physical attacks can only cause 30% damage to the dead worm. Fire, water, and other elemental resistances +10%. 30% of the damage caused will be converted into soul damage.
However, its sentience is formed from the spirits of dead creatures, so the dead worm cannot think rationally and acts solely on instinct.
Skill 2: Biological Skeleton Lv.20 (Passive): Health +2000 points, Mana +1000 points, Body Defense +4.
Skill 3: Black Sun Pattern Lv.1 (Passive): A sun pattern is etched on its body, slightly increasing health recovery speed.
Skill 4: Centipede, Though Dead, Not Stiff Lv.1 (Passive): After each "death," a portion of the souls forming the dead worm will dissipate, and all attributes and skill levels will decrease.
The dead worm will only truly die when its soul completely dissipates (excluding soul attacks).
Skill 5: Breath of Death v.6 (Active): ??
Skill 6: ???
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"This worm looks even more impressive than you."
Mu Yang glanced at pseudo-yang, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.
"That's because I was injured by others. If I were at my peak, I could crush you with one hand."
Mu Yang did not refute this statement; pseudo-yang at its peak could indeed easily kill him.
After all, the age gap between them was there, differing by dozens of times, so it was normal for it to be stronger than him.
But when Mu Yang reached pseudo-yang's age, he couldn't guarantee the Supreme Realm, but he would definitely reach the Strongest level. At that time, a wisp of his aura could shock and kill pseudo-yang of the same age.
This was the talent and the confidence Reincarnation Paradise gave him!
As long as one could survive in the Derived and Native Worlds, even a pig could become a strong individual in the Paradise!
With this thought, Mu Yang stopped wasting words with pseudo-yangand turned to fly to the rear of the Yasenman people's army.
Although the dead worm also had a sun aura, and investigating it might reveal something, Mu Yang couldn't defeat it.
Moreover, the opponent was active underground, lacked sentience, and was extremely difficult to approach.
He wasn't even Tier 2 and had no means of soul attack. If he dared to go up and try, he would be a divine being.
Under a multitude of surprised and uncertain gazes, Mu Yangdescended from the sky, landing steadily at the rear of the Yasenman army.
After waiting for a moment, the dead worm did not pursue him.
It seemed that there might be some kind of restriction on the opponent, preventing it from recklessly chasing Mu Yang. Or perhaps its perception was too poor, and it didn't know where he was now.
"Messenger of the Sun, welcome to the Yasenman Tribe." An elder, surrounded by several red-skinned muscular men, approached Mu Yang, his tone and expression full of reverence.
However, Mu Yang knew the elder's true character; he was also outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant towards the Daughter of Yang. His current demeanor was likely feigned.
In fact, Old Baal even knew that Mu Yang was a Contractor and not a native of Devouring Island.
How did he tell?
Clothing.
Contractors' clothing varied greatly. If he saw something different on Devouring Island, he could generally identify them as Contractors.
"I am here at the invitation of the Daughter of Yang, also known as the Mother of the Blood Vine, to inquire about some matters in your tribe."
The Yasenman people once had a transaction with the Daughter of Yang.
The Daughter of Yang provided the Original Seed, and the Yasenman people would use a certain ritual to implant the seed into their bodies to gain powerful strength.
As a price, the life force of those who used the seed would become nourishment for the seed, and they would lose most of their emotions, becoming like machines.
"So it's the Messenger of the Mother of the Blood Vine. May I ask what the Messenger wishes to inquire about?"
Hearing the name Mother of the Blood Vine, Old Baal's heart skipped a beat. He was puzzled as to how the Mother of the Blood Vine got involved with a Contractor, but on the surface, he maintained an appearance of fanaticism and devout faith.
"Do you know anything about that centipede-like worm on the battlefield?"
"I know a little."
Hearing Mu Yang inquire about the dead worm, Old Baal nodded, his expression turning somewhat sad, and continued:
"That worm seems to be the product of our tribe's great warriors dying in battle against the vile ants of the insect race. It is very powerful."
Old Baal only said part of it. In fact, the dead worm would not attack the insect race or the Yasenman people; otherwise, that worm would have died long ago under the siege of both sides.
Mu Yang recalled the appearance of the dead worm; it indeed had features corresponding to both humans and insects, though the latter was more prominent.
Perhaps the dead worm's sun aura came from the sun power of the Yasenman warriors.
"Then do you know where in the Red Soil Region the sun aura is densest?"
"Sun aura—"
Old Baal seemed to be thinking, but his mind was already gradually overthinking.
He felt that the Daughter of Yang shouldn't be unaware of this matter, and Mu Yang, as her messenger, should be able to ask her directly. Given this, his arrival must have another reason—
Five minutes later, seeing that Old Baal was still thinking, Mu Yangguessed that he had probably misunderstood or didn't know how to answer.
"Messenger, to my knowledge, the Queen of the Insect Race seems to have obtained a sun treasure. She once used it in battle, and its power was astonishing!"
Suddenly, Old Baal pointed to the distant Queen of the Insect Race's hive and said earnestly.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course!"
Old Baal nodded with a firm expression, wishing he could engrave the words "loyalty" in his eyes to make Mu Yang believe him.
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