The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 4 The Mage and the Bone Horse (Repair)
The little zombie thrived under the shelter of Anger, and passed the newborn period safely and became a bast zombie.

This is the lowest level of zombies, the same level as the withered bone skeleton, but because it has a layer of flesh, the defense is higher, and the combat power is stronger than that of the withered bone skeleton.

So one day, the little zombie dragged a dead bone skeleton back to the pit and pushed it in front of Anger.

for me?Angel tilted his head.

The little zombie nodded and pushed the skull's skull in the direction of Anger.

Ange shook his head, the soul of the dead bone skeleton is too weak to be swallowed, I am afraid it is better to bathe in the wind of rest and grow faster.

The little zombie hung his head and dragged the skeleton away in loss, but then, all the nearby withered skeletons suffered, and none of them could escape the poisonous hand of the little zombie.

When it encounters a bone skeleton that cannot be beaten, it hides back in Ange's territory. Even the bone skeleton dare not enter within a range of 30 meters.

Although there is a little zombie who is diligently preying on the nearby, it has no effect on the surrounding ecology. The vacant place is soon filled with skeletons wandering from elsewhere. Those skeletons thrown by the little zombie pass through the wind of rest. A night of blowing, a new soul is likely to be conceived.

This is the eternal reincarnation of undead creatures, and the only thing that changes is the strength of the souls of Anger and the little zombie.

If nothing else happened, Ange might have stayed in the pit forever, just like he has grown vegetables on the farm for more than 1000 years. However, something happened suddenly. On this day, the little zombie ran back into the pit in a panic Put Ange, and then pointing madly outside.

There was a scar with deep visible bone on the face of the little zombie. I don't know what was cut.

Ange drilled his head out, only to see an ashes skeleton leading more than [-] low-level skeletons, mighty broke into Ange's territory.

It also belongs to the gray bone skeleton, and Anger has no level advantage over it. Under its leadership, the low-level skeleton also ignores this level of suppression.

Did the little zombie stab the skull nest?

Without further ado, Ange dragged the little zombie and ran out of the pit. He felt that he should not be able to beat the ashes of the same level and its twenty or so subordinates.

They ran in front, and Ash Bone Skeleton led the team to chase after them, chasing them for two or three kilometers, and Ash Bone Skeleton reluctantly gave up chasing.

"What did you do?" Temporarily safe, Ange sighed and asked with his soul.

The little zombie stared at Anger blankly. With its intelligence, it was not enough to answer Anger's question.

Well, Ange gave up. That's what happened to the same kind of people who used to be on the farm. As soon as you ask them a question, they will look at you blankly. The little zombie has already calculated, and if someone chases you, you will come back and notify... .

No, if the little zombie doesn't come back, then the ashes skeleton will just chase it, what's it to do with itself?

Killed by you..., Anger knocked on its skull.

Because the little zombies were messing around, Ange was driven out of the crypt where he had been nesting for a few months.

It was too late to go back. Ange dug a hole on the spot and hid with the little zombie. Because the hole was relatively shallow, he had to pull back the surrounding soil and bury it on the two of them.

The next day, as soon as the wind stopped, Ange climbed out, dug a hole a few meters away, and threw the little zombie into it. He decided not to let the little zombie hide in his hole, so as not to hurt himself in the future.

However, that night, as soon as the wind started to blow, a head poked his head around his pit. Seeing that Ange hadn't driven it away, he slipped in.

Tossed it out the next day and ran over again at night, like a game.

This game didn't stop until Ange dug a passage between the two pits, because if it ran over again, it would be kicked into the passage by Ange and let it crawl back on its own.

Ange is a skeleton who goes with the flow. He can plant the land for more than 1000 years without being driven by anyone. Now he is driven out of the safe crypt. In the crypt guides the wind of rest.

The little zombie was much more active than him. Tiantian ran out as soon as the wind stopped. The low-level skeletons nearby suffered from its poisonous hand again, but their souls kept growing during this uninterrupted tossing.

Originally thought that today would be the same as before, but not long after the wind started, Ange heard footsteps, and it didn't take long to see a person slip into the pit.

This is a human being in a cloak, about 50 or [-] years old, with a weathered face, holding a delicate staff in his hand, with powerful magic power surging from his body, this is a human mage.

The human mage found Ange in the crypt, and said with a 'huh' in surprise: "A skeleton? How did the skeleton come up the slope? Uh, sorry to disturb you, can you let me take shelter from the wind here?"

The human mage just asked casually. As we all know, skeletons must reach the gold level to have wisdom. Ordinary skeletons act more by instinct. When they find a threat, they will attack. Maybe this skeleton in front of him will attack him in the next moment. come up.

However, if he dared to walk in the land of death, the human mage would naturally not take a mere ashes skeleton in his eyes. He took off his bucket hat and beckoned outwards.

A huge head protruded into the pit, instantly filling the remaining space in the pit. It was a bone horse, and the empty eye sockets shone with a faint blue soul fire.

The pit is not big, it can accommodate a skeleton, a human, and the head of a bone horse. There is no room to turn around. Ange shrank in front of the passage with another crypt, blocked the exit, and made room for a bigger hole. Space.

When the wind of rest is raging, why is there a human mage here?Did the wind of rest not affect him?Even if it can't affect him, how can his bone horse be supported?

Anger soon found out.

The human mage first glanced at him curiously, confirming that the skeleton had no desire to attack, and then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the head of the bone horse. Hollow places such as nostrils were drilled in.

Where the black smoke passed, the color of the bones of the bone horse gradually faded.Only then did Anger notice that the bones of the bone horse had been eroded by the wind of rest, and there were signs of decay on the surface.

The wind of rest has a very strange mechanism. If the skeleton has a soul, the wind of rest will erode it, but if it is just a skeleton without a soul, the wind of rest will protect it and delay it. The speed at which it decays, it even breeds new soul fires that spawn it into a skeleton.

The bone horse has the fire of the soul, so the bones are eroded, but the traces of this erosion slowly disappear under the comfort of the black smoke.

Ange understands a little why this bone horse can walk under the wind of rest. It is the human mage who is constantly treating it.

However, this is a thing that consumes a lot of mana. After the black smoke covered the head of the bone horse, the human mage thought of something, slapped his forehead, and said angrily: "I'm stupid."

The human mage reached out and twisted the skull of the bone horse. The fire of the skeleton's soul was in the head. After taking off the head, the skeleton of the horse left outside the pit lost the fire of the soul, and the wind of rest would not damage it.

Holding the head of the bone horse, the human mage sneered at Ange: "I forget the time on the way, thanks to your pit, or we would have been blown to death here by this evil wind. By the way, how did you come up this slope? This is not a place for your skeletons, it is full of gravel, and it is not easy to dig a hole."

Ange's empty eyes looked at the mage, but he didn't speak. Isn't this the place for skeletons?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed true that after the terrain rises, there will be no skeletons, and the little zombies have to walk to the flat land under the slope to find other skeletons to come to Huo Huo.

Seeing his stunned look, the mage laughed: "Don't mind, I have been in a deserted place for a long time, and I have no one to speak, and my language skills have deteriorated. So no matter who I meet? I will try to talk to him. chat."

Regardless of Ange's reaction, the mage said it on his own, as if muttering to himself:

"This road is getting harder and harder to walk. Do you know what this road used to be called? The Golden Road, the Grain Road, the Silk Road, and the basin below, used to be the world transfer station of the undead empire, but now But it has become the territory of you little skeletons."

"After the undead empire disappeared, it became more and more difficult to do business on this road. Looking at the previous records, you can make a lot of money by opening a small shop on the road. It's like I am now, running back and forth for most of the time. Months, you may not be able to earn two months' rations. I really envy you, you don't need to eat or drink, and only you undead creatures can stay here. "

"It would be great if the transmission channel could be opened, the grain of the undead empire could be sold, the things here could be sold, the trade routes would be smooth, and everyone could make a fortune. By the way, you undead creatures don't need to eat, so why do you produce so much? How much food?"

"Hey, I'm stupid again. Not all undead creatures belong to the undead empire. Almost 1000 years have passed, and the skeletons belonging to the undead empire are probably extinct."

The mage just regarded Ange as something like a tree hole, and didn't ask him for a response. He rambled on it on his own, but the other Ange didn't understand it, but he did understand the last two paragraphs.

The undead don't need to eat, so why do they produce so much food?Because those grains were planted by vegetable skeletons like Anger.

The mage ranted to the end and sighed: "The dungeon has suffered another disaster. If there is no new source of food, I am afraid that another group of people will have to starve to death. I hope this time the transmission channel can be opened, and I hope the undead empire will still be alive. exist."

The mage finished chatting like a wish, glanced at the quiet Ange, laughed at himself, pulled up the cloak, and slowly fell asleep.

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