Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The Angel Skull can grasp the holy light with bare hands. As its soul linker, Anger can naturally do it too, but he has never tried it before. Now he subconsciously grabs it and it succeeds.

However, the left hand fused with the leather bracelet did not respond, but the right hand was smoking, obviously suffering from the damage of the holy light.

This is the normal holy light, which has additional damage to heretics such as undead creatures. An Ge quickly let go of his right hand, leaving only his left hand to hold the holy light, and looked at it curiously.

During this period of time, An Ge was already very familiar with the Holy Light after using the purification technique all day long. He could see the abnormality of this holy light at a glance. There were some invisible symbols in the holy light.

This kind of symbol is invisible to the naked eye, but Ange can sense its existence, somewhat like the symbols formed by the soul flames of Oak and Lisa in his soul.

But what's even more strange is that Ange can sense its existence and know that it is some kind of symbol, but he can't see it clearly, as if shrouded in fog.

Anyway, I can't see clearly, so Ange didn't look at it. He flipped his right hand, sacrificed an enhanced version of the purification technique, and wiped the holy light of the mantra, abruptly erasing the symbols in the holy light of the mantra, and then imitated the angel skull, Bite on the holy light.

Seeing the heretical skeleton offering a powerful purification technique, watching it eat up its mantra Holy Light bite by bite like sugarcane, the female priest stared wide-eyed, terrified, the Holy Light is ineffective against the heretics, and was eaten by it, This is simply a major event of collapse of faith.

After gnawing on the mantra, Anger smacked his lips and yelled at the female pastor silently: Go to hell!

Holy Word · Die! Spraying it on the female priest's body instantly made her whole body burst into holy light, and the eyes, ears, mouth and other cavities emitted stronger light than her body, and the sound and light effect was several times stronger than when she cast it herself.

After a few breaths, the holy light disappeared, and the female priest appeared to be intact, but she fell to the ground with her lifeless eyes, dead.

Tsk tsk tsk, you are getting more and more proficient at playing Holy Light, and you can understand it by touching it yourself, but that's right, you yourself are faith, and everything I say is law, and what you say is the holy word. Turning his head, he said with some jealousy.

The other priestess was still lying unconscious on the ground, and Negris informed Lisa to come and carry her away.

Lisa came over to lift him up, and found that the priestess' body was stiff, and she smiled knowingly. How could a comatose body be stiff?

Embarrassed, Lisa leaned close to the female priest's ear and whispered, Your internal organs...

The base of the female pastor's ears turned red to hot.

Okay, let's get down to business. What's the news you're talking about? How many bags of beets are it worth? Negris asked.

Tens of minutes ago, Negris didn't care about beets, and he didn't eat beets, and this thing was not a rare item.

But after Luthor himself demonstrated how to use the power of beets to leapfrog, Negris immediately realized that this was an opportunity to sit on the ground and raise the price, and the value of beets in his heart skyrocketed.

If you want to blame, blame Luther Aideser.

Ah? No, no, no, the business is to borrow soldiers, and this is the business, my lord, please let the angel skeleton help me break the enemy's camp. Luthor said.

Angus shook his head.

Ah? Why? These people from the Church of Light regard the Skeleton Lich as heresy, don't you hate them? Luther asked in surprise.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Negris teased him and gave him a blank look. It was obvious that he didn't understand Ange before he said such a thing.

Ange tilted his head: What is hate? He is a very simple little skeleton, he has emotions, but he doesn't necessarily know what these emotions are called.

It's that demon Tulus who burned your fields, how do you feel about him, do you hate him? It was Negris who understood Ange, and made Ange understand in one sentence.

Hate it, Ang said.

The people from the Church of Light broke Ice City, burned all the planting areas in Ice City, and burned all the crops and farmland, Negris said.

Before he could finish speaking, a serious expression appeared on Luthor's face. This was a more cruel question, even if he hacked all the people from the Illuminati Church to death, it would not help.

The planting areas were all burned, and the grain harvest was over. Not only that, all the grain in the Ice City's stockpile was also gone. If there was no food, even if he took the Ice City back, most people would still be hungry. Die, I don't know if there will be Ice City by this time next year, damn the Church of Light.

When An Ge heard that the crops and farmland were all burned, he was in a bad mood, and turned his head to the distance and shouted: Oh!

The little zombie got out of a pile of soil, turned its head cleverly, saw An Ge, jumped out of the soil with a jerk, and ran towards An Ge with a shake.

When reincarnating the brass dragon, Ange transferred a pile of soil to dehydrate the dragon corpse, and now it has become a mud pile dedicated to little zombies, and it likes to dig holes in it.

Soil is the best desiccant for zombies.

Behind the soil, angel skeletons fluttered up.

Wait a minute. When the manpower was assembled and Luther was about to lead the team away, Negris stopped him: You haven't said what the good news is. Also, why did Lord Ang help you? Wait What's the price?

Oh, that's right, good news, I found the news about the Everlasting Spring Stone. Luther said, I see that there is no water source here, sir. If the entire Everlasting Spring Stone is placed here, there will be a steady stream of The water is used for irrigation.

The Everlasting Spring Stone? You mean the Everlasting Spring Stone that will never dry up? The Everlasting Spring Stone that is full of holes and will condense water droplets when placed in the air? Negris asked in surprise: Then But good stuff.

That's right, good stuff. I think it's really hard for Master Ange to plant things here and cast spells to water them. So I specifically inquired about this aspect. I asked about the Bukuquanshi. It seems that there are people with such a big head. , the condensation speed is quite fast, but it is more troublesome to clean its holes. Luthor said.

No matter how troublesome it is, it is more convenient than carrying water. This thing is quite rare. Druids and elves like it more, but elves have a moon spring, which is easier to use than it. It's easy to say if you get it. You want to change it as soon as you hear the news. A few sacks of beets? And asked Ange to help you blast the enemy's camp? Why don't you go grab it? Negris said.

Hey, in addition to condensing water, the Bukuquan Stone will also release some rare substances, which are very good for the growth of plants. It is not easy to get news about this kind of good thing. Buy it? I can't afford it Luthor said while smiling and looking at Ange.

Ever since he knew that Ange was obsessed with planting, he knew the news about himself, and Ange would definitely like it.

Ange tilted his head, and moved out a stone thoughtfully: You mean this?

The stone was about the size of a human head and porous, but the holes on it were filled with dust and moss.

Immortal Spring Stone? Why do you have this thing? Negris exclaimed.

It's all around the well. An Ge said, and moved out a few more pieces, each of which was bigger than a human head, and the largest piece was as tall as a person, like a stone monument.

Do you want to clean it? If the hole is blocked, it will be broken? Ange invoked the pollination technique, and the wind element turned into a wind beam and sprayed on the stone, just like a high-pressure air gun, spraying off the moss and dust on it.

Spraying and spraying, some holes were pierced through, and the high-speed wind blew through, immediately making a whistling sound, the stone was quickly wet, and after a while, some water droplets condensed and flowed down from the stone.

Sure enough, it is not dry spring stone. As soon as he heard Luther's description, Ange thought of the dry well on the farm. The well was all made of this kind of porous stone. Next to the stone, there is a large stone tablet taller than a person.

When he went to fetch water before, Ange also noticed water droplets dripping from the stone tablet, but at that time he was just a small skeleton and didn't think so much.

After the immortal soul disappeared, moss and dust became more and more on the stele and the stones beside the well, until one day, the well dried up.

Anger's little mind back then didn't think of the relationship between them, he just silently tried to find water, and finally created the rain technique himself.

He didn't think of the dry well until the conversation between Luther and Negris just now. Could those porous stones be the stone of the eternal spring? Now clean up the holes, the wind can pass through the holes above smoothly, and sure enough, they are not dry spring stones.

Luther's head was buzzing. The Lord Watcher in front of him, the wells for farming at home are all built with expensive eternal stones? This is too rich, right?

Deeply aware of his own poverty, Luther dejectedly agreed to Negris' two conditions, and only then did he borrow the Angel Skull.

Some of the group rode horses, some flew by themselves, some rode dragons, and some were ridden by others, and they rushed all the way to Ice City.

In order to prevent the Juggernaut from stealing the camp, this team of the Illuminati Church set up camp in the wilderness. They brought thick tarpaulin tents, which could block the direct blow of the wind of rest, but the pervasive wind of rest still made them suffer. Suffering, peeling and hair loss, lack of sleep, toe necrosis, endocrine disorders, miserable.

They sent several messages requesting to retreat, but the orders they received were for them to continue to stand firm, and reinforcements would arrive soon.

On this day, as soon as the wind of rest subsided, the people who got out of the tent saw the figure of the enemy not long after, and thousands of humans surrounded them from all directions.

Be alert! Set up defensive towers! The members of the Illuminati Church calmly moved into defensive positions. This is not the first time the enemy has surrounded them like this, and their camp cannot be broken anyway.

In the evening, before the wind of rest blows, these enemies will retreat in embarrassment.

There is a Bukuquan stone in the camp, if it is placed there for a day, it will condense enough drinking water for everyone, so there is no need to worry about lack of water.

If it is also placed outside at night, more condensed water will be produced, which is enough for everyone to take a bath, because the wind of the resting wind is very strong, but the condensed water blown by the resting wind is a bit strange. To the top, will turn the water black.

Normal water will be clearer after purification, so that no one dares to use the water condensed by the wind of rest.

Drinking water and eating dry food, everyone is confident that they will wait until the day when support arrives.

But soon, their confidence began to be shaken. An angel and a skeleton emerged from the enemy's team. The skeleton continuously cast holy light on the angel. After more than twenty strokes, the angel opened his wings.

A white light pierced the ground and hit the defensive towers and fences of the camp, blasting them into pieces.

The Holy Light is shining! It is the Holy Light! The desperate screams of the people of the Church of Light sounded in the camp. Is there anything more desperate than the angel I have always worshiped, giving myself a shot of the Holy Light?

The delivery circle, the delivery circle is on, the reinforcements are coming, the reinforcements are coming! Just as the mood of despair rose, the delivery circle that had been set up in the camp suddenly lit up, bringing them out of despair. Pulled back from the abyss.

With a flash of white light, a group of people appeared in the delivery formation. The leader was a tall and strong knight in silver and white armor, with meticulously combed hair and a cynical smile on his mouth—Leonard.

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