The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 3 Little Zombie (Repair)
Humans died, and Ange also found that he couldn't go back. The light film turned into a magic leather ornament and put it on his wrist, but he didn't know how to turn the leather ornament back into the light film.

Ange didn't have much thought about the matter of not going back. It was no different from the Palace of Rest. It was equally dead and desolate. The only difference was that there were other skeletons here.

Not long after the death of human beings, a dead bone skeleton wandered in the distance. It staggered forward, and its empty eye sockets kept staring at the human corpse, as if there was something in the corpse that attracted it.

However, when he approached a range of about 30 meters, the skeleton stopped suddenly, tilted his head and turned towards Ange with some doubts, and his empty eye sockets fell on Ange's body.

I saw the fire of the soul in the eye socket swayed, and the withered bone skeleton turned around and wandered away at a faster speed.

Skeletons are divided into levels. Ange's level is far higher than that of this withered bone skeleton, which directly scare the opponent away.

In this way, Ange stayed where he was, and scared away more than a dozen withered bone skeletons and white bone skeletons in one afternoon. Then, as if they communicated information and re-divided the sphere of influence, there were no low-level skeletons wandering in the direction of Ange. .

Anger dug a pit and settled down temporarily, and he dug another pit to bury the grain of the cart.

I have to say that the pit was dug in time. In the evening, Ange noticed that the wandering skeletons in the distance began to dig pits, burying themselves, and then the wind began to blow.

The wind is the wind of rest.

The wind of rest is the source of all creatures in the land of the dead. It brings life to corpses, bones, and fragments of souls everywhere, and breeds them into skeletons, ghouls, and undead, but it will also be ruthless if you are a little disrespectful to it. destroy everything.

As an undead creature, exposed to the wind of rest for a long time, the soul will slowly solidify, dry up, and then die, even the most powerful Golden Skull Lich King is no exception, the difference is that they last longer That's it.

Ange lay in the sunken pothole, listening to the whistling of the wind of rest, the soul gradually calmed down. The wind of rest has the effect of soothing the soul. As long as it is not blown from the front, it will not affect the soul.

Lying in the pit, Ange curiously stretched out a finger and reached into the cold wind. The gray mist-like wind of rest blew across his fingers, forming cyclones, and his entire palm was also in the wind. Under the blowing, it became silver-white like metal.

Under the blowing of the wind, a shady breath swept down from the palm of his hand, and was transmitted all the way to the fire of his soul, giving him a sense of strength that devoured his soul, which lifted his spirits.

For a skeleton like him, the best way to strengthen himself is to devour the souls of his own kind. However, he is a vegetable skeleton, and he does not need to strengthen his own soul. Besides, he is the only one left in the Palace of Rest, and there is no such kind for him. plunder.

However, it is the instinct of every soul to strengthen oneself. After trying it, Ange has a feeling of being unable to stop and can't help but stretch out both hands.

A night passed, the sky lit up, and the wind of rest stopped.

Ang felt that his soul had solidified a lot. He didn't know how much it had grown, but his bones had changed a lot. There were many less bumpy places, and some large holes had also shrunk, and the small holes were filled directly, just like Same as smeared with putty.

Blow the wind a few more times, it seems that there is no need to change the bones, Ange thought silently.

Climbing up from the pit, Ang found that the human corpse yesterday was gone. Looking up, he found that it had been induced to become a zombie, and was swaying to move elsewhere.

Ange ran over and dragged it back. The little zombie was frightened to death, thinking that Ange was going to eat it and struggled.

It's a pity that even the dead bones and the white-boned skeletons were scared away by Anger, not to mention that it was a newly born little zombie, which was quickly stripped away by Anger.

What was peeled off were human items, a leather satchel, an empty water bottle, a long sword, a map, a few silver coins in the satchel, and nothing to prove his identity.

In other words, why did this human come here?How to start the teleportation array?May remain a mystery forever, and if Anger himself can't figure out how to use the magic leather ornament, he may never go back.

Ange looked at the many bumps and pits smoothed on the bones, as if... it's not a bad thing to go back.

Because of the wind of rest, Ange settled down in this wilderness, bathed in the wind of rest every day, and continued to grow his soul.

The newborn little zombie gradually got acquainted with Ange. At the beginning, when Ange dragged it away, he was frightened to death, thinking that he was going to be eaten. Who knows that after being stripped, Ange ignored it. .

A newborn baby zombie who was lucky enough to escape, wandering around in a daze until the wind of rest blew.

How could it bear the ferocity of the wind of rest when it was born, its instinct was to dig into the ground, and it wanted to dig a hole to hide in, but according to its digging speed, if the hole was not dug properly, its soul was probably blown away.

Fortunately, the pit where Ange was located was not far from it, so he went over and dragged it into the pit against the wind.

Compared to the little zombie, Anger was too powerful. Squatting in the same pit was full of oppression. It was so frightened that it crawled out. Holding his head and shrinking to the very edge of the pit, he shivered.

Ange ignored it and stretched out his hand to guide the cool breath. When the day dawned and the wind of rest stopped, the little zombie couldn't wait to crawl out.

This time, the little zombie decided to stay away from this horrible place, but just after walking 30 meters, he was chased back by another wandering skeleton.

This 30-meter radius has become Ange's territory. The little zombie stays inside, and Ange doesn't care about him. Once it leaves this range, the newborn soul is the most delicate and delicious food, and anyone can bully it.

After being chased by other skeletons a few times, the little zombie realized that other places were more terrifying than this.

When evening came, the wind of rest blew, and the little zombie who was unable to dig out his own pit returned to Ange's pit tremblingly.

It froze its neck and kept staring at Ange. Seeing that Ange ignored it, it retracted a little bit, or ignored it, and it retracted a little bit more until it shrank to the corner where it stayed last night, even its posture was the same as yesterday. The same, holding his head, but no longer shivering.

The next morning, it couldn't wait to crawl out again, but in the evening, before the wind of rest blew, it climbed into the pit early, no longer holding its head, but curiously observing Ange, and even some kind of Try to stick your palm out of the pit.

Of course, this reckless move made his soul ruthlessly baptized by the gloomy aura.

(End of this chapter)