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118: Golden sandworm, twin wills!

He descended from the sky in a hero's entrance pose.

Getting up, Yang Dian surveyed the desolate Gobi desert and felt a pang of regret.

“I struck that pose for nothing; there’s no audience!”

Muttering to himself, he looked up at the sky again.

The Alien Planet was not Earth.

He had arrived early, so he fell quickly.

He happened to see meteors, two or three in a cluster, falling from the firmament and crashing into the ground.

But the night sky above the meteors was not a starry sky.

It was a pure black.

Exactly like the spatial node in the center of the wall, a darkness that seemed to devour everything.

He didn't know what its principle was.

Although he couldn't see the stars through it, starlight could still fall from outside the sky and scatter onto the ground.

It was truly magical.

Also, the diameter of the spatial node on Earth was 500 meters.

But here, the diameter of the spatial node increased by 3200 times, reaching 1600 kilometers.

In terms of coverage area, the Alien Planet's spatial node covered an area ten million times larger than Earth's spatial node.

He withdrew his gaze from the spatial node in the sky and looked around.

Yang Dian found that his landing spot was not far from the edge of the spatial node.

Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly feel that the area enveloped by the edge of the spatial node was undergoing spatial interweaving and dimensional folding that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

It was as if the spatiotemporal node in the sky wanted to completely devour the land beneath his feet.

“Is this the principle of Small World formation?”

“Although I don’t understand it, it looks very powerful…”

In his contemplation, he looked up at the spatial node again and jumped on the spot.

As his feet left the ground, he also felt an upward force appear, wanting to lift his body.

As long as he wished, with just a thought, he could be carried by that inexplicable force and ‘fly’ back to the spatiotemporal node.

This was how the ‘Earth Arrival Team’ returned to Earth.

“But I remember those Lizardmen making a lot of noise when passing through the spatiotemporal node; how did they get up there?”

He thought for a while but couldn't figure it out, so Yang Dian simply stopped thinking about it.

He wasn't a researcher; why think so much?

Just do his own job!

“Should I look for a Lizardmen village first, or go to the Lizardmen Sacred Mountain first?”

Looking left and right, Yang Dian decided to go to the Sacred Mountain first.

The Sacred Bird of the Sacred Mountain had been captured by Daoist Qingfeng’s three City-Level powerhouses two days ago, and it was probably still in a state of chaos.

Going there now would be a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

After clarifying his goal, Yang Dian immediately prepared to set off.

But before he could lift his foot, he felt a sense of threat appear out of nowhere.

Just as he jumped away from his original position, a monster, about a meter in diameter, with a mouth full of dense, barbed teeth arranged in circles, similar to a sandworm but with a golden-yellow exterior, burst out from where Yang Dian had been.

Let’s temporarily call it a Golden Sandworm.

Yang Dian, who was suddenly attacked by the Golden Sandworm, didn't hesitate; after landing, he directly swung out his star matter longsword, sweeping past the Golden Sandworm's side with the raised sword.

“Hiss~”

The incredibly sharp blade directly cut the Golden Sandworm's body, which was exposed above ground and which even an ordinary small-caliber rifle might not penetrate, into two sections.

The Golden Sandworm had strong vitality.

Even though it was cut into two sections, spraying countless golden blood, it was still thrashing vigorously on the Gobi desert, crushing many brokenstones.

Its lower half, which was underground, directly retracted, as if its lower body also had a head and wanted to escape.

Yang Dian was not in a hurry; he just casually flicked the longsword in his hand.

Then countless star matter emerged from the Golden Sandworm's body, and amidst its even more frantic struggles, it tore its body apart, flying back into the longsword in Yang Dian's hand like swallows returning to their nest.

He casually made a sword flourish, as if shaking off non-existent impurities from the sword, and the longsword once again transformed into star matter, merging into Yang Dian's body.

The so-called star matter entering the body was Yang Dian's secondary development of star matter.

Since star matter could merge into his body, why couldn't it merge into other people's bodies?

Anyway, anything he could use was completely refined by him; as long as he made a casual gesture, the star matter would return.

So, if he stuffed star matter into an enemy's blood vessels, and then reached out to recall the star matter, wouldn't it be possible to tear the enemy's flesh from the inside out?

Facts proved that Yang Dian's idea was very successful.

Countless star matter tore the Golden Sandworm's body, and dense golden bloodlines gushed out from its body.

This accelerated its death.

In just two minutes, it turned into a thin layer of flesh, completely ceasing to struggle.

Just at the moment the Golden Sandworm completely died, Yang Dian suddenly looked up at the sky.

“This feeling…”

With a thought, he entered the Unity of Man and Nature state.

In the Unity of Man and Nature state, Yang Dian's perception of all things in heaven and earth, and of the world itself, was amplified to a degree he had once dared not imagine.

He seemed to be able to feel the pulse of the world.

He could feel that after the Golden Sandworm died completely, the world was different.

It was divided into two.

Or rather, the ‘world’ in the dimensionally eroded and overlapping region originally consisted of two.

One was Earth.

She was loving and tolerant towards him; if he wished, his mother earth seemed capable of giving him the greatest support and could send him back to Earth at any time.

The other was the Alien Planet.

The Alien Planet had not shown any malice towards him initially.

But as he killed the Alien Planet's creatures, her malice arrived.

“Is this why Professor Shen told us not to indiscriminately slaughter Alien Planet creatures, saying that mass slaughter of Alien Planet creatures easily attracts misfortune?”

What would the world's will of love and aversion attract?

Looking back at history, just look at the Great Mage.

The Son of Destiny Great Mage, beloved by the world's will, in a magic-less historical world, summoned a meteorite shower with a wave of his hand.

It crushed the Transmigration protagonist from another spatiotemporal dimension, leading to the downfall of his nation and family.

If he were deeply disliked by the Alien Planet, wouldn't it be that wherever he went, there would be landslides and meteor showers!

“However.”

“It also seems wrong…”

The Alien Planet's aversion to him increased.

But his mother earth also seemed to be more loving towards him.

Although he didn't know what this ‘love’ was for, Yang Dian always felt that this love was a good thing.

He reached out to the sky, and brilliant starlight sprinkled onto his fingertips.

“Should I, give it a try?”

After struggling for a while, Yang Dian thought he could try.

He had Night Battle in All Directions to sense danger.

If he sensed a fatal threat, he would just retreat and escape back to the spatial node, returning to Earth.

“I can try, but not now.”

“First, I’ll go to the Lizardmen Sacred Mountain to see if I can find anything good.”

While thinking about going to the Sacred Mountain, Yang Dian was not in a hurry to go; instead, he took out a thumb-sized metal bottle from his pocket and walked over to the Golden Sandworm.

Besides the mission to behead the Six-Armed Lizardmen, their team also had the task of collecting information.

Every useful piece of information was a merit point.

The Golden Sandworm was at least a block-level monster, and its blood was golden-yellow, which was particularly miraculous.

He had to collect some blood and flesh to take back, to see if the Research Institute could study something from it, and whether it should be classified as a ‘protected animal’.

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