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Chapter 820: Vol V Chapter 180

After finishing his sentence, Sui Xiong began studying that pearl-like light ball again.

But this time, unlike previously, he was not so focused to the point of being in a daze. From time to time, he would stop for a moment to think, speak to himself for a moment, then continue to study the light ball.

Earlier, when he had no prior knowledge about this thing at all, he had painstakingly searched for ways to understand it. But now, he had just discovered a way and seemed to be exploring very carefully.

After a long time, Sui Xiong suddenly smiled, looking very pleased with himself.

At the same time, the pearl glowed in magnificent brilliance. Rays of soft white light were flowing out like running water and were continuously spilling over. Soon, the vast area around them became an ocean of white light. Amidst this ocean of white light, a few light breezes started blowing across this gray wilderness, which originally was in a completely barren state. Then a few green shoots gradually appeared on the ground. Last but not least, even the atmosphere began to gain some degree of humidity and moisture.

The Dragon of Chaos’ eyes widened in disbelief.

“How… how is this possible?!” it muttered to itself. Its voice was so low that it might not even be able to hear itself clearly. Because of its surging emotions, it even accidentally shattered the chair that it had earlier made for itself. Unconsciously, it rose to its feet and stood with a straight body. Though its hair and beard were still white, and it was still dressed in rags, its old and dispirited demeanor was no longer observable.

This was his true appearance. A mighty greater Divine Power known as the Master of Chaos. Even if he was killed or only existed as a tad of remnant, he would never fall into such a dejected state as previously.

He stood in the midst of an ocean of white light and distinctly felt how this “ocean” was brimming with vitality. He had absorbed most of the vitality and was trying his best to repair that seemingly strong but in truth, empty and weak body. Though the effect was not obvious, at least he was able to fix a few minor injuries which allowed some slight improvement in his condition—very, very small improvement, almost as though it was useless.

However, this process of restoration and improvement was extremely significant. It signified that the power contained within the ocean of white light was no longer simply at the level of a “great Divine Power.” It was a preliminary step into the level of a “greater Divine Power.”

Only a greater Divine Power could restore and heal a greater Divine Power.

Also, the two greater Divine Power had to have attributes that did not clash with each other.

If not, the Master of Order would already have helped the Dragon of Chaos by treating its injuries. Or at least, help the Dragon of Chaos recover up to a point where it was able to confront “Chaos.” Even if it could not win “Chaos,” at least it was able to run for its life.

The problem lay in the fact that order and chaos were congenital opposites. The power of the Master of Chaos would not only be unable to heal the injuries of the Dragon of Chaos, but it would also be a lethal poison that left the Dragon of Chaos with no chance of resistance at all.

This was just like how a robot required lubricants and fuel to function. To the humans, it would be hard for them to survive if these things were infused into their bloodstreams, let alone gain the power of robots.

After seizing this treasure left by the God of Virtue from the God of Conspiracy, the Dragon of Chaos had tried to use it to heal its wounds on several occasions. Given its ability, of course, it was able to activate the power of this treasure. The only thing was that the direction of its power, after all, was quite different from that of the God of Virtue—the “evil” component ran a little high in the composition of its power—so every time it used the treasure once, there would be some damage made to the treasure. Gradually, the Dragon of Chaos also found it quite unbearable to further damage this treasure for the sake of healing its own injuries.

Anyway, there was not much to treat, so why bother wasting and damaging the treasure in vain? If there was too much wear and tear, when it had to confront “Chaos” in the future, this treasure might not be of much use at all.

But at this moment, it could distinctly feel that though the power of that treasure was stimulated, it was not the least injured!

No, not only was it not injured, it could even see that, other than the deepest crack found within that pearl that was right in the middle of the ocean of white light, all the other cracks, big and small alike, were being repaired at an extremely slow yet noticeable speed.

Something like that had only happened during the time when this treasure was in the hands of the Goddess of Life.

This strange jellyfish god known as Auscar, the Void Mask, was able to achieve the same thing as the Goddess of Life?!

The Dragon of Chaos felt a little confused, but more of it was a surprise.

If the Void Mask could really achieve such a feat like the Goddess of Life to give full play to the power of this treasure, then just as what he himself had said, with the ability of this treasure and the ability to resist erosion of “Chaos,” he certainly had the qualification to take part in a battle against that terrifying magic beast. He might even play a huge role in fighting the magic beast.

Or maybe, he might play an even bigger role than the Dragon of Chaos.

At this thought, the Dragon of Chaos suddenly felt a little discouraged.

Initially, it thought that though it was quite a jerk, it was still considered quite powerful. There was no way it could beat “Chaos,” and it was not as powerful as the Master of Order because it was injured. Other than that, within the Thousand Worlds of the Ring of the World, it was confident that of being more powerful than anyone else. Even when the invincible God of Knights and the God of Revenge had combined forces against it, it could not beat them all because it was a two-against-one fight.

But now, it no longer had such confidence.

If the Void Mask could really unleash the full force of that treasure and make the most of its power, he could be regarded as a master at the level of a greater-Divine-Power-to-be. Even because of his good physical condition, as well as being unafraid of “Chaos’” erosion, his combat power was probably even slightly higher than that of the Dragon of Chaos.

…

With another deep sigh, the Dragon of Chaos conjured another chair and lay on it dejectedly.

It decided to take a good rest and give some consolation to its wounded soul.

And… it was simply nice and comfortable to lie in the midst of this ocean of light and feel its damaged body being consistently repaired.

So unknowingly, it fell asleep.

When it awoke, it found that its nest had completely changed in appearance. It was no longer that barren gray wilderness, but a vast wilderness of green grass. There were white clouds floating in the blue sky, and amidst the green grass, there were some flowers blooming. There was also a gentle breeze that carried the scent of the green grass tinged with a hint of a floral fragrance, which gave rise to a delightful atmosphere.

“Eh?! Is this my house?” the Dragon of Chaos exclaimed. At that moment, it was struck dumb with an expression that was full of doubt. He had no idea what was going on.

He immediately traced the past and looked into the situation of his own nest only to realize that he had slept for almost ten years.

In the past ten years, Sui Xiong had spent almost all his time studying that treasure. He stimulated its power, and while repairing it, he also made use of the power it had lost and scattered to infect the surroundings, beautify the environment, and in passing, he also helped the Dragon of Chaos to heal.

The reason why the Dragon of Chaos would wake up now was that Sui Xiong had just finished detailed research and completed his study of the Way of Virtue.

In the grass not far away, on a small white stone, a green jellyfish opened its eyes and looked at that transparent orb before it.

There were no longer kaleidoscopic scenes within this orb, only clarity. It no longer glowed and became warm and calm. There were no more cracks, large and small alike, found on its surface, except for that one deepest crack.

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