The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 13 Do you believe in immortality?
Should I say 'yes' or 'no'?Say no, what if Lord Watcher thinks that such a big dungeon does not even believe in immortality, what should I do?
If there is, there used to be two temples, but one of them was abandoned and became a place to store coffins, and the other was half-dead. Only a silver skeleton was left there, and there were no priests. What is the temple called?
If Lord Watcher sees this situation, will he feel that he does not care?Can't even keep the faith of immortality?

This is really not because I don't care. The particularity of the undead temple, the people who believe in it must be living people, and the undead creatures are directly branded with their souls, so there is no need for a temple.

With the closure of the world's transit station, the undead empire has not appeared in this world for thousands of years. No matter how strong the belief is, it will weaken with the death of generations and eventually disappear.

But the most important thing is that the former temple of immortality is too random. Those who believe in it are not rewarded, and those who desecrate it are not punished. As long as you don't stand at the door to insult or spit, as long as you stand a little further away, even if you scold you for not being dead. It's stupid—', and no one will care about you.

Of course, scolding the king is not acceptable. Anyone who dares to scold the immortal king who is in charge of the soul and eternal life will be chased and killed if he goes to another plane.

This kind of casual attitude is far from the Devil's Valley. The devils in the Devil's Valley like to tempt people's hearts. As long as they believe in them, money, beauty, status, and power can be exchanged.

1000 years ago, Filin had heard of a religion called the Church of Light, which was even more demagogic, but with the closure of the world transfer station, they also disappeared.

Between the light and flint, Filmin still decided to say 'yes', after all, it really does. Although it has fallen, it is not his own responsibility. On the contrary, deceiving the watchmen is a big sin.

"Yes, there is a temple in the southeast corner." Ferrin sent an address with his mind.

Undead creatures are good at this. The communication between them is directly at the soul level. For some things that are difficult to describe in words, a single thought will do.

After receiving the address, Ange took the little zombie and walked towards the northeast corner.

The location of Ange is also in the northeast, but it is a bifurcated karst cave, which is rarely seen, but the northeast corner where the Temple of the Undead is located is the slope area that just entered the underground city, and belongs to the main city.

When Ang came here, he found that it was the same silence, there was no ghost, the ground was covered with moss, and it was slippery and difficult to walk.

Walking through the road ahead and entering the scope of the temple, you can see that the moss and debris on the ground have disappeared, and the ground has been cleaned and is clean.

There was also the sound of sweeping the floor in the distance.

Ange walked over with his voice, and when he reached the corner, he saw a silver-white skeleton holding a broom and pulling it, sensing Ange's arrival, the empty eye sockets of the silver skeleton looked in this direction.

The little zombie froze all over, slipped out and hid behind An Ge.

To be honest, this silver skeleton is almost the strongest skeleton Ange has seen in the past 1000 years. Its soul strength is only a little weaker than that of Ferrin, and it has a level to suppress low-level undead creatures.

However, Ange felt no pressure at all, including when facing Fei Lin. Back then, his ashes skeletons were all picked up from the Palace of Rest, not properly exercised, so he didn't know that he was what level.

But since the silver skeleton couldn't put pressure on him, it meant that the soul of the silver skeleton was not much stronger than him.

The Silver Skull just glanced at it, then lowered its head and continued to sweep the floor. The same job has been repeated for 1000 years, and it may continue to repeat it.

There is no broom that can withstand thousands of years of friction and remain intact unless it repairs itself. When you look at the black gas that escapes from the broom every time you pull it, it is the soul weapon of the silver skeleton.

Soul Armament is a weapon condensed by high-level undead creatures with soul energy. It has the characteristics of self-growth, and damage can be automatically repaired.

In this way, Ang's sickle and hoe have also been used for more than 1000 years.

Seeing that the silver skeleton ignored them, Ange ignored it, and wandered in the temple on his own. Negris meant to find an immortal temple to see if he could connect to the soul network, so as to judge his situation, but How to connect?
After turning around, without a clue, Ange called out Negris again.

As soon as Negris was projected into Ange's soul, he couldn't help complaining: "I never imagined that after someone learned my god's name, they would use me as a demon, and they would never call me again. The name of the god is used as a reward. Little Skull, I am not your demon housekeeper."

"Oh, the temple, no, the soul network." Anger ignored Negris' complaints.

Negris sighed. When he used to be the Brass Dragon and the God of Knowledge, which of those who were qualified to know his name was not trembling, solemn, and thoughtful before asking a question.

The questions asked are not to study the laws of the plane's operation, or to solve the difficulties in the bottleneck of magic. Like Anger, every time he asks things of common sense, there is a feeling of being treated as a magic butler.

But what can I do? The rules that I set, I have to do it even when I kneel.

Negris looked around and said helplessly: "Without believers, how can there be a network of souls, even the fire of the undead on the altar is extinguished, you first light the fire of the undead, and then find some devout believers. ."

"Oh." Angel responded.

Negris had already figured out Ange's habits, and said helplessly: "Are you asking how to light the fire of the undead?"

"Yes, tomorrow." Anger is a very rules-abiding skeleton.

"You don't have to wait for tomorrow, I will take the initiative to teach you. You are ready to complete the little things in a few days. You have patience, but I don't." Negris surrendered, the god of knowledge, even this kind of common sense. Sexual things have to be answered in a few days, which is simply an insult to his godhead.

Under the guidance of Negris, Anger lit the fire of the undead on the altar.

A little soul energy was injected, and the fire of the undead rose. Almost at the same moment when the fire of the undead was ignited, the sweeping sound that echoed in the temple came to an abrupt end, and the silver skeleton walked over quickly, using almost The most standard posture is to kneel in front of the altar and bow down.

The metalized skull nibbled on the ground, making a thudding sound.Every time he kowtowed, a small flame-like fire of the undead rushed up.

Ange pointed to the silver skeleton and said to Negris, "A believer?"

"This is not a believer, just treat it as a priest. Your king is so stupid that he even made a silver skeleton a priest. Doesn't he know that another name for a priest is God Stick? Can a stupid skeleton fool people? ' Negris sneered.

"Who can be a believer?" Angel asked

"Anyone can be, believers are not about anyone, but a 'belief'. Without pious beliefs, no matter how many people are in vain. Don't look for it yourself, you are a skeleton, and others will take precautions when they see you. Fen, how can I believe you? You pretend to be, or ask others to help."

Negris has been taught by hand, and he has never been so active in spreading his beliefs before.

Anger thought for a while and put on his scarecrow hat. The scarecrow hat is a magic tool specially designed to scare birds. It can transform into two or three kinds of things, such as eagles and people.

This kind of low-level magic item is not very effective. When the mental power is almost the same, it can be seen at a glance, but there is one advantage. It can make a sound, but Ange can't speak. He now talks to Fei Lin relying on his soul .

Transformed into an ordinary-looking man, An Ge walked out of the temple, and not long after he saw a tauren aunt with a big shoulder and a round waist, An Ge pointed at her: "Is this okay?"

"Hehe, brainless tauren, if she wants to believe you, I can learn lizard crawling." Negris sneered. ascend to the sky.

An Ge took out the royalties paid by Fei Lin, a soul crystal, refined it and sucked it into the leather ornament of his wrist, transferred a bag of food out, and mentioned it in front of the tauren aunt: "You, believe it. Not dead?"

　Thank you Bai Shouhe, Fors, momo for the reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)