Crime Prison Island

"So regarding what other methods Joshua used later, I'm not sure, you'll have to ask Cangyue himself."

Gao Xin smirked; high-level apostles seem much stronger than ordinary apostles.

After all, the ultimate form uses the 'Emperor Body,' theoretically a pseudo-five-dimensional powerhouse.

As a three-dimensional being, fighting against a pseudo-five-dimensional powerhouse that could make the Divine King despair does sound outrageous.

No wonder the Six Gods don't have high hopes for him; they actually only value his Superdimensional Battle Technique.

Theoretically, only by reaching a four-dimensional True God, could he have the chance to defeat a high-level apostle.

"Tch..."

"However, there is still a chance. That matter... you will help me with it, right? Lao Liu..."

Gao Xin murmured.

He clearly told Lao Liu about the conditions he lacked for ascension to godhood.

If Lao Liu truly wants to hedge his bets on this campaign of his, just pushing a bunch of Dragon Level entities onto him wouldn't be enough.

Besides, essentially, forcing the pseudo-Navy into a rebellion is something Lao Liu originally intended to do, which is to reduce the population of Crime Prison Island.

If they really counted on Gao Xin's successful challenge, the remaining Demon Trees outside would have to be eradicated!

However, he still couldn't fathom Lao Liu's thoughts.

He only observed actions; if Lao Liu exterminated the Demon Trees outside, then it meant he indeed hoped for his success.

If not, then everything else was empty talk.

Lao Liu might not care about his campaign at all, solely focusing on the extermination route of Crime Prison Island.

Then while he was still developing, the AI might have fully awakened.

But there was no way around it; this is why Gao Xin didn't want to lose the initiative, yet given the current situation, he could only brace himself to diligently accumulate trump cards and become the best version of himself.

"Boom boom boom!"

The battle continued, with Milan and Xiao Yaomu locked in intense combat.

Gao Xin was focused on refining kun meat, while the Giant Kun, oblivious, continued to gaze at the stars.

Of course, its body was in constant motion, with Shattering the Sky collisions causing huge trouble for everyone.

Gao Xin had to go all out, drilling continuously through its flesh and blood.

Executing High-energy Burst Slashes on one side, while melting down the Throne on the other.

"Hmph! Useless, completely useless."

"This amount doesn't grow as fast as its flesh does."

"Force Field Projection·Three-dimensional Creation!"

Xiao Yaomu, held in check by Milan, employed another surprise tactic.

In the space-time fabric, projections of Giants appeared out of thin air, which were Xiao Yaomu's strongest projections.

They were his likeness, just exceptionally large, and used the Active Element Exoskeleton.

Although projections, within three-dimensional space-time, they were three-dimensional material entities.

In other words, the so-called divine projection ability is actually three-dimensional creation!

At this moment, Xiao Yaomu created a massive version of himself, and then... fed it to the Giant Kun.

"Awoo!"

The Giant Kun surged forward, swallowing Xiao Yaomu's projection, not even enough to fill the gaps between its teeth.

But it didn't matter; the projections were worthless, and Xiao Yaomu created them continuously!

Endlessly projecting, replicating himself in three dimensions.

This, it turns out, was the Giant Kun's food, and of the highest quality kind at that.

Additionally, it was supplemented with some miscellaneous grains.

"Falling Stone·Floating Ice!"

All around Xiao Yaomu, massive glaciers surged wildly, though not ordinary ice but a type of crystal.

It was a sort of S-Class nano material, rich in various elements, evidently also food for the Giant Kun.

"Not good, the Giant Kun is continuously feeding, and its conversion efficiency is very high."

"At this rate, not only can it make up for lost material, but it may even continue to grow fatter under Tai Sui's refining..."

Brando roared, and everyone felt overwhelmed.

Here it was, a situation of cutting flesh while growing new flesh appeared.

As long as there was enough food, with the Giant Kun's scale, losing ten million tons of material was equivalent to a loss of 2 micrograms from an 84-kilogram human body, just a millionth of a drop of blood.

This could be replenished in minutes!

"Damn, I can't refine it."

Gao Xin chuckled; the Throne doesn't refine by percentage.

Being a True Dragon, it is measured in 'how many True Dragon equivalents' units.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yaomu endlessly projected three-dimensional material, feeding it to the Giant Kun, whose scale far exceeded his refining speed.

This tactic wasn't difficult; even a seahorse could do it.

In the previous battle at Chaoge, the seahorse had caused large amounts of seawater to descend from nowhere, like projecting an entire ocean.

The same tactic, Xiao Yaomu played even more skillfully.

No wonder the Navy could afford to keep something like the Giant Kun, because it required low-grade materials that a God-level entity could easily produce.

At present, the material he refined couldn't match the pace at which the Giant Kun replenished...

"Stop its feeding!"

Milan reversed with a punch, blasting apart Xiao Yaomu's projection... but even the exploding material was absorbed by the blood and flesh surrounding the Giant Kun.

Projections were endless; one was slain, and another refreshed.

Xiao Yaomu mainly played a supporting role, unable to stop it at all.

Moreover, he laughed and said, "Didn't Brando tell you? My furthest projection distance is up to a thousand kilometers."

"Here, I can just project food directly into Brother Kun's stomach."

"Every second, I can project ten billion tons of material, come on, let's see who can outlast whom!"

Everyone was overwhelmed; truly hard to fight.

The Giant Kun was seemingly invincible, not even feeling pain!

Isn't Tai Sui strong enough? No one dared to say he wasn't strong, but after fighting for so long, the Giant Kun's eyes were still gazing at the stars...

Everyone's battlefield extended across hundreds of miles, battling within cubic kilometers of space.

Various high-energy blasts often penetrated tens of thousands of meters.

Yet the Giant Kun was as large as the South Asian Subcontinent.

Their activity range was akin to fighting over a county in Northeast China, while the Giant Kun's stomach in Sichuan and Chongqing remained unaffected, even continuing to feed massively to compensate for the destruction's loss.