"Each stacked piece contains records about the God Star. These don’t feel like stacked pieces; they seem more like archives, the archives of the God Star," Negris remarked.

"Perhaps that’s the marker to distinguish each stacked piece. Without these markers, who would know which Star Soul they belong to?" Ursman replied.

Negris thought for a moment and asked the membrane, "Ange, the information in the stacked pieces is so complete. Can you manifest the original God Star?"

Ange’s voice emanated from the membrane, "Yes."

"Then can you manifest one or two Star Souls and ask them what’s going on?" Negris asked.

Just as Negris finished speaking, before Ange could respond, Anthony and Ursman were already staring at him in disbelief.

Negris was puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Anthony came closer, turning his head from side to side, "It’s still Lord Nage! How are you so smart this time? Such a quick response?"

Ursman added, "Yeah, we didn’t even think about manifesting Star Souls to ask. How did you think so far ahead?"

It was truly strange. As a pet, Negris had never come up with a reliable idea, yet now he had suddenly outpaced them, which was quite extraordinary.

"What’s so strange about it? My Bronze Book is also page by page..."

Saying this, Negris became spirited and tapped his waist muscle, "I always felt it was familiar. Isn’t this just like my Bronze Book? It collects the Star Souls of the God Star, while my Bronze Book collects Heroic Spirits."

Anthony and Ursman exchanged a glance, suddenly realizing, "That’s right. If it’s the same mechanism, you don’t need to manifest it; you can directly communicate with it, just by granting it the ability to think."

"Just like me," Ursman supplemented.

Back then, Ursman was also caught in the Bronze Book by Ange, and it was the Bronze Book that granted him the ability to think.

Later, with the help of White Crystal, he gained independent thought, but compared to being in the Bronze Book, the independent Ursman no longer had the same thinking speed and astonishing performance as before.

Of course, a Wise Man remains a Wise Man, just with longer thinking time and slower reactions on the spot.

"If that’s the case, can consciousness be manifested from the stacked pieces and placed into the Bronze Book for dialogue?" Anthony asked.

Soon after Anthony spoke, a golden Bronze Book floated out from the membrane, and Ange’s voice simultaneously sounded, "Star Soul, can’t manifest. Capture one, a big one."

"Can’t manifest a Star Soul? Is it you who can’t manifest it, or can the Star Soul not be manifested?" Negris asked while flipping open the Bronze Book, curious about its size.

Inside the Bronze Book, there was a long-legged eel, but with no reference to gauge its size, Negris curiously entered it, and immediately, his true form manifested beside the eel’s toe.

"Sss—it’s so big? Isn’t this larger than the Super Speed Snail’s true form?" Negris was utterly shocked.

The Super Speed Snail, also known as the Iron Scale Cleaner, was a colossus comparable to the Ancient Gods of the Prime Material Plane, with a single scale ten kilometers long, five kilometers wide, and half a kilometer thick, made of iron, extremely hard.

The long-legged eel before them was even larger than the Iron Scale Cleaner, with just a toe larger than Negris’s Bronze Dragon true form, which was fifty meters tall.

The long-legged eel seemed to notice Negris, lowered its head, and stuck out its tongue.

A tongue hundreds of times larger than the Bronze Dragon shot out from the eel’s mouth, instantly sticking to Negris, like a chameleon catching an ant, trying to pull it into its mouth.

If this were reality, Negris would have surely been pulled in, not even having time to react before being faced with glue.

But the Bronze Book was its domain; Negris didn’t want to move, and even a million God Stars couldn’t budge him here.

The long-legged eel retracted its tongue, realizing the yellow little speck was still there, but despite not having eyes, its tilted head showed it was just as puzzled.

It stuck its tongue out again, retracted it, and found Negris still unmoved.

The long-legged eel got persistent, tirelessly sticking out its tongue, with mucus on it; after repeated attempts, Negris became a lump stuck to the ground.

"Argh, enough already, I’ll stomp on you," Negris grew furious, his form expanding.

This place was Negris’s space; he could become as large as he wanted, quickly growing larger than the eel, stomping on it in reverse.

The eel contracted its four feet, turning from a ’long-legged’ eel back into a regular eel, and spat thin streams of acid from small pores on its body.

The acid-struck areas on Negris quickly charred and withered, disintegrating into ash.

"What... what is this thing? It’s terrifying!" Negris exclaimed in shock.

No matter how strong the acid, it shouldn’t take effect so quickly, and this wasn’t acid; it was more like liquid high-temperature Star Flame, obliterating whatever it struck.

But since this was the Bronze Book, with a mere thought, Negris restored the ashed limbs, then reached out, grabbed the eel, and brought it up for inspection.

This eel had probably never experienced being lifted in its life, but it quickly found a countermeasure, rolling its long body around Negris’s paw, opening its mouth: huff—spit—

Another stream of acid shot onto Negris’s head.

Negris’s entire head turned to ash, yet he was unscathed, his paw shaking it furiously, leaving the eel dizzy.

Outside the Bronze Book, Anthony said, "Lord, this eel doesn’t seem too sharp; can you switch to another intelligent creature?"

The membrane bulged, pulled in the Bronze Book, and shortly after, returned it, unchanged, but turning to another page, it depicted a human.

The human radiated Divine Light, surrounded by several Inscriptions, with something seeming to flicker on his back.

"A Deity?" Anthony and Ursman exclaimed in shock; Ange had captured a Deity, a human-formed Deity no less.

Anthony and Ursman’s voices seemed to alarm the human Deity inside, who sharply turned, eyes flashing with Inscriptions, making both Anthony and Ursman feel a gaze upon them.

This change made Anthony and Ursman widen their eyes simultaneously, and Anthony remarked, "He’s more powerful than you; he can use Divine Power even within the Bronze Book."