The heart of the star, a hollow space inside.
The nine limbs of Galactus were placed in this underground space like nine long, winding dragons crawling on the ground.
This space at the center of the earth is like an extremely wide cave.
Youkui, who was not wearing a cloak and did not hunch his body, revealed a handsome face with pale complexion.
At this time, He was sitting on a stone platform and talking to people.
That person existed as an illusory image in the center of the octagonal teleportation array in front of Youkui.
The man, who was wearing a loose black robe and whose entire face was covered by a bronze mask, and whose true body was hidden in some unknown galaxy, instructed Youkui: "Every three days, inject the refined gold I sent to different limbs of the Star Devourer."
As this person spoke, gold, stone, quicksand, iron blocks, copper essence, silver, and other such gold and iron kept emerging from the bottom of the nine white jade bowls placed on the teleportation array.
You Kui, with a gloomy temperament, nodded and pulled out various types of gold and iron.
He scratched with a sharp knife in one hand.
"Shh! Shhh!"
The Star-Eaterer's dragon-like limbs were suddenly covered with deep scars like ravines.
I saw that the gold, stone, gilt, iron essence and silver that appeared in the huge sea bowl fell into the wounds of different limbs of the Star Devourer under the guidance of Youkui's divine power.
Most of the wounds on these nine limbs have been slowly healing after "swallowing" the refined gold.
They become stronger and sharper.
The irrelevant forces that originally existed within the limbs were gradually washed away by the refined gold, leaving only the essence of gold and iron.
When the newly injected refined gold is refined again and again by the Star Devourer with its instinct, those limbs may eventually become the main material for forging divine weapons and sharp blades.
The alien gods from outer space can inject divine breath and blood power into this material, and use it to create artifacts of different levels.
Further away in the "cave", in a corner, there were more than a dozen pieces of Galactus' limbs discarded randomly.
Those limbs were also covered with horrible cracks, but they could not be healed or repaired. All kinds of energy remaining in them had long been drained away by Youkui.
They are waste materials in Youkui's eyes.
"Of these nine sections, I don't know how many will be successful in the end."
Youkui suddenly sighed.
"Anyway, the Devourer is in your hands, and He still has many limbs. I will provide the refined gold that helps His limbs transform, so you don't have to pay anything. However, as long as one of them succeeds, I will give you the price for that part."
The man wearing the bronze mask said calmly.
You Kui smiled and nodded: "The reason why I stayed here, away from those gods, is that I wanted to cooperate with you."
He only knew that the other party was called the Bronze-Faced God, but he had no idea about his specific origins and background.
No one knows in which star field the Bronze-Faced God is hiding. All we know is that he is good at forging divine artifacts.
As long as you communicate with him in the way he spreads outside, explain what kind of artifact you want to forge, and when he thinks about it and feels that the materials on hand can be refined, he will quote a suitable price.
It ranges from tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, to millions of divine crystals.
If you think the price is reasonable, give him half of the deposit first, and he will start refining it.
Once the divine weapon is created, we will build an array that can communicate with Him in the way He gave, and trade with Him with the other half of the divine crystal.
Ever since the Bronze-Faced God began to appear in the galaxy, those gods who had negotiated the price with him in advance and finally reached a deal were all satisfied with the objects he gave.
Youkui originally wanted to ask him for help in forging a magic weapon, but when Youkui explained his general requirements and he mentioned the price, Youkui gave up.
He, a middle-level god of the ghost clan, is actually very poor.
Just because he was too poor, he came here across several galaxies at Zi Mo's call.
He came to make a fortune.
The Star Devourer that he intercepted from Han Yi and Ying Yue was a "windfall" that he made. When he communicated with the Bronze-Faced God again and expressed his desire for the artifact, he mentioned the Star Devourer.
The Bronze-Faced God expressed interest and asked Him to bring Galactus here.
Next, He was led away by the bronze-faced God holding His nose.
At the request of the Bronze-Faced God, He pulled the Galactus's vibrant limbs one by one into this cave at the center of the earth.
He used the materials given by the Bronze-Faced God to forcefully "feed" the Galactus, allowing the Galactus' limbs to be upgraded completely in the form framed by the Bronze-Faced God.
After advancement, it becomes the main material suitable for the Bronze-faced God to forge magical weapons.
The image of the bronze-faced god became increasingly illusory, a sign that he was about to leave.
At this time, He suddenly asked casually: "How far have you progressed in Purgatory?"
“It’s not going well.”
Youkui mechanically pulled out the refined gold and forced it into the wounded limbs of the Star Devourer.
Another limb, the wound that He had previously cut, stopped healing itself.
He angrily used his divine power, and a faint blue light flashed, and the limb that had lost its vitality was immediately cut into two parts by him in anger.
He faintly heard the soul of the Star Devourer begging for mercy.
He turned a deaf ear and reached out to explore the cave in the distance.
His hand suddenly enlarged thousands of times, and he grabbed a limb of the Galactus and forcefully threw it into the underground space, casually erasing the connection between this limb and the Galactus.
"The path that this generation of the Sword Tower of Purgatory pursues is to transform into a heavenly ban that separates the inner and outer worlds."
“The demigod bodies that our clan’s supreme god Zi Mo and He Mo Tian had worked so hard to create were also destroyed one after another.”
"We don't know what the current situation in Purgatory is. Fortunately, the Lord and a Fire God under His command are still here, otherwise we would have felt that we were completely defeated."
Youkui cut the new limb with a sharp blade, took out all kinds of refined gold, and stuffed it back into the wound.
He paused, and just as he was about to say a few more words, he noticed that the bronze-faced god had disappeared.
The strange god with a mysterious origin seemed to have just mentioned it casually. He didn't really care about the situation in Purgatory, so he didn't ask any further questions.
You Kui didn't think much about it and said in a cold voice: "You are my treasure. I will make full use of every part of your body. The Bronze-Faced God promised me that as long as one of your limbs successfully completes the transformation, he will give me the price of the main material."
“Hey! You have so many limbs. I can slowly torture you to pieces and ask Him to exchange them for tens of millions of divine crystals.”
"With you, I should be able to raise the artifact I want, as well as the one my son needs to become a god in the future!"
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Unknown starry sky, unknown stars, unknown land.
Gold, iron, copper, silver, and lead, the hardware collected from the secret place outside the universe, were made into a furnace.
At this time, the stove was not on fire and was covered with a lid.
Also in the hidden heart of the stars, the bronze-faced god sat on the furnace cover and took off the bronze mask on his face, revealing a human face with black hair and black eyes.
He rubbed his stiff cheeks to soften the skin, then he forced out a rare smile.
His smile seemed awkward, as if he hadn't smiled for such a long time that he had forgotten how to smile.
"The Sword Tower, it still has to be the Sword Tower. After we've been away for so long, we sword cultivators can still be relied upon at critical moments."
He laughed happily.
“Whoosh!”
A small wooden sword, only half the length of His arm, danced around Him like a child's toy. The sword spirit in the sword, like Him, also made a happy "giggle" sound like a child.
"It's better to close it off. It's better to close it off completely!"
"Those nasty fellows want to destroy the foundation of the human race, but they are just dreaming!"
"This generation's Sword Tower Master is quite interesting. Is he really the Heavenly Forbidden One? I like the idea! By the way... why didn't you think of it back then?"
The sword spirit asked with a crisp laugh.
"Back then, we all wanted to get out, and the outer gods didn't guard against us at all. Why did we have to integrate with the Heavenly Forbidden Dao?" The bronze-faced god grinned and scolded seriously: "If I had integrated with the Heavenly Forbidden Dao back then, could you have traveled with me through the infinite galaxy and galloped freely in the outer void?"
"That's right, you are right, you are always right." The sword spirit smiled and said, "Hey, I have been away for so long, I miss those guys at the bottom of the building."
The bronze-faced god's face darkened and he said, "It's a pity that it's difficult for us to go back."
After a pause, he added: "It's too difficult outside the sky. In fact, I hope they don't come out."
…
“Woo woo!”
"If I can survive, I will make all the ghost gods and the entire ghost clan pay the price!"
"I will go to the galaxy ruled by the ghosts and feed on the stars there! I will eat the ghosts' souls and turn their territories into dead areas!"
"Youkui! I want Him to die!"
The Star Devourer's miserable wail sounded inside Pang Jian's body.
But it is only limited to Pang Jian's body.
He was clearly in the stars, his web-like body was clearly squeezed into the interior of the stars, and he could clearly communicate directly with Youkui, but he didn't dare to utter a single word.
He could only confide his endless hatred and infinite complaints to Pang Jian.
Pang Jian, who was guided by Him and traveled through the underground space with his breath concealed, frowned and said, "I am not interested in knowing how many of your limbs were cut off, how much gold and iron essence was injected into you, and how many of them were refined to death."
"What good thing are you?"
"Among all the living beings in the Dark Prison, are there still not enough ninth-level strongmen whose souls you have raised and devoured?"
"Isn't the whole world living under your shadow, with the power of life and death controlled by you? When you left the Dark Prison and entered the wider sea of stars, you were controlled and killed by Youkui. This was what you deserved."
“Whoosh!”
He suddenly appeared in a cave at the center of the earth.
Not long after the Bronze-Faced God left, Youkui, who was still concentrating on "feeding" the Star-Eaterer's limbs, was stunned with the sharp blade in his hand.
"Pang Jian?"
Youkui had an extremely unreal feeling.
He is hiding in a remote star where no gods notice him, hidden deep in the center of the earth.
How could the true god of the human race suddenly appear
"Han Yi, Ying Yue, these two traitorous bitches!"
He immediately realized who had betrayed Him.
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(End of this chapter)