Chapter 132: Spillover Energy Successfully Recovered 100%



The "First Cosmic Dragon Debate" ended with two steaming hot lumps on the Insect King's head.

Jing Xia lay on Yiri's back lovingly and breathed on him, but he couldn't control the dragon flame. Occasionally, sparks would come out when he exhaled, almost igniting the fur on Yiri's head.

Irelix: ...

There is no need for this flaming whoosh.

After Di Xiu gave Yi Rui two slaps, he turned his attention to Mo Bai and others.

After the melon-eating is over, it’s time to get down to business.

Mo Bai put away his gleeful expression with a look of regret and handed the ice-blue bead to Di Xiu: "Here, the world consciousness is inside, what are you going to do with it?"

As he spoke, Mo Bai also glanced at the Holy Envoy who was tied up on the ground.

Emperor Xiu didn't even glance at the old Holy Envoy who was staring at him on the ground. His face was calm as he turned the blue ice bead in his hand, listening to the painful howls of the consciousness of the small world inside as it was pierced by the ice spikes inside.

Iriels was lying in the yard in the form of a shrunken insect, with an even smaller black dragon lying on his back. The two little ones tilted their heads, wanting to see how Emperor Xiu would deal with the two culprits who had caused his previous death.

Jing Xia lay behind Iriels' neck, grabbing the two soft tentacles on top of Iriels' head with her two little claws to prevent herself from falling.

Next to them, Mo Bai, Si Moyi, Bai Jue and Feng Zhuo stood side by side. Feng Zhuo looked at the two guys playing stacking games, and his heart was itching to try.

Mo Bai and the others looked at the Holy Envoy with smiles on their faces but inhuman indifference in their eyes.

That's right, they are not human beings.

After hearing enough of the wailing of the small world consciousness, Emperor Xiu tossed the beads up and down with one hand, and turned his wrist with the other hand, and a small gadget appeared in his big hand.

Jing Xia felt that the thing in Di Xiu's hand looked very familiar. Isn't this the night light at home? She quite liked it.

Di Xiu saw the little dragon's head peeking out from the side, rubbed it and said, "I'll make you a better one someday."

Emperor Xiu then spoke to the world consciousness within the ice ball in his hand, "You know what? The boss once said that if I meet you again, I will just execute you on the spot..."

Let him deal with this filthy world consciousness.

The emotionless voice made the world consciousness start to shake regardless of the trembling of the surrounding ice spikes, and even the ice ball began to shake.

Seeing Di Xiu open the lampshade of the night light, the light blue liquid inside appeared in front of everyone. The brown eyes of the downtrodden man on the ground trembled, and the ice ball in Di Xiu's hand also began to scream.

"You're breaking the rules!"

Jing Xia and Iriels had inquiring looks on their faces. They had studied this night light before, but found that the Emperor had placed layers of restrictions on it. So they gave up the idea of ​​taking the light apart and just played with the liquid inside through the outer shell.

Emperor Xiu casually threw the ice ball in his hand into the liquid, and a dazzling white light burst out.

As the screams gradually faded away, all that remained in the crystal night light was a jar of gray-green turbid liquid and a still clean and transparent ice-blue sphere suspended above it.

Seeing that the liquid could melt the consciousness of the small world, the scales and fur on the two little ones exploded.

Jingxia, Yirui: What is this!

Di Xiu reached out and carefully took out the ice ball. After putting it away, he handed the night light shell towards Mo Bai and glanced coldly at the person on the ground.

Mo Bai, a colleague of many years, naturally understood what he meant and smiled mischievously, "Come on."

The old Holy Envoy sobbed and shook his head, looking at Emperor Xiu with despair: "No... Please, Xingchen..."

Bai Jue put his arm around Feng Zhuo's waist and rested his chin on the top of his head. Hearing this, he kindly reminded him in a lazy voice, "His name is Di Xiu now."

He is no longer the Xingyuan Dragon that was locked in a cycle by fate, but Emperor Xiu, the tasker of the gap.

Of course, it was not the dragon that the Holy Envoy called a star, which he taught him to lead the creatures of the small world to prosperity, but was pushed into annihilation by his own hands.

The Holy Envoy naturally understood the hidden meaning in Bai Jue's words, and regret appeared on his face again: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

He did so much at the beginning just to make Long stay by his side and want Long to look at him with pride. He integrated Long's bones and blood into his body just to stay by Long's side forever in the same way as when they first met.

Unfortunately, ever since he followed the world consciousness and forcibly trapped the dragon in a container filled with light blue liquid, until his body completely dissipated, there was no emotion in the dragon's eyes when he looked at him... not even hatred.

It was like looking at a grain of sand that had nothing to do with the tower, being blown by the wind beneath His dragon wings.

And now, the dragon was Emperor Xiu, and he didn't even want to look at him again. Instead, with the gentle smile he had always longed for, he reached out and stroked the scales of the little black dragon.

It seems like... he also stroked the fur of the one below in the opposite direction?

Iriels, whose fur was being stroked against his will, resisted the urge to scratch Emperor Xiu with his sharp claws.

The previous troubles were about to be completely over. Di Xiu squatted in front of Jing Xia and the others in a good mood, and reached out to soothe the two angry cats.

Feng Zhuo watched eagerly from the side, he also wanted to rub it. Unfortunately, if he reached out his hand, the little black dragon, which was snoring with pleasure, would definitely bite his hand fiercely.

Feng Zhuo cried in his heart, thinking that the back of his hand was still aching from being whipped by Jing Xia.

The atmosphere on this side is warm and cozy, while on the other side is a torture scene.

The vine controlled by Mo Bai pried open the Holy Envoy's mouth, and another vine rolled up a container filled with gray-green liquid and moved towards the Holy Envoy.

The Holy Envoy was struggling with tears streaming down his face and whimpering, but none of the humanoid creatures around him showed any sympathy. They watched calmly as the liquid was poured into the Holy Envoy's stomach.

The old saint felt as if the parts where the liquid passed were burning, and he could hear the hissing sound of his bones being corroded.

Was He in the same pain when He was in the liquid?

After filling the liquid, Mo Bai let the vines loosen the Holy Envoy and shook it with disgust. He must ask Si Moyi to wash him thoroughly when he returned after touching the dirty stuff.

The Holy Envoy was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to cry. After being released by the vines, he had no one to support him and could only curl up on the ground in agony, feeling his body being corroded bit by bit. He could even clearly feel which bone was corroded to which part and which internal organ had been dissolved.

Were you in so much pain back then?

His turbid brown eyes stared blankly at Di Xiu, who was leaning against him with a smile on his face.

He seemed to have never seen Long laugh so easily.

Before being completely dissolved by the liquid, the Holy Envoy still hoped that Emperor Xiu would turn his gaze towards him. Even if that smile was not directed at him, even if that gentleness was not directed at him, he still hoped that Emperor Xiu would look at him again.

Unfortunately, the Emperor Xiu did not turn around in the end, and the Holy Envoy could only disappear in the liquid they created in endless despair, just like the consciousness of the small world.

The energy decomposed by the liquid dissipated into the void, and only a hiccup was heard in the void.

A delighted voice also appeared in Emperor Xiu's mind:

[100% successful recovery of spillover energy]

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