Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Pushing down the iron ball, Marcus immediately pushed the accelerator and pushed it to the end.

The wind engines hanging on both sides of the airbag accelerated, pushing the airship upwards, and after a while, a flash of light exploded behind it.

First there was a strong light, and then a violent shock wave. This shock wave swept across the entire camp, knocking doors, windows, tents, scaffolding, vehicles, and horses to pieces.

After the shock wave passed, a puff of smoke rose into the sky, which could not be cleared for a long time.

After dispersing, a large pit appeared at the point where the iron ball fell, and everything within a diameter of at least five meters was annihilated, and a layer of the ground within a diameter of ten meters was scraped off.

However, not many people died. People who were more than ten meters away would only be injured by the shock. After all, it was a pure energy explosion, and there was no additional damage such as sputtering fragments, but the buildings in the camp suffered serious wear and tear.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's about the same as a meteor falling from the sky. It's too powerful." Negris said with disgust. The meteor falling from the sky is a ninth-level magic, a quasi-forbidden spell.

"The power is really too bad. Disintegrate hundreds of magic crystals at once, and the power is just that little. The only advantage is that it doesn't require casting time, so it can be used to launch a surprise attack." Rogge said.

An iron ball with hundreds of magic crystals, if it is not a high-value target, even the rich and powerful Church of Light cannot afford to use it, and there are too many restrictions. If the airship is not from the Silver Knights, it is impossible to calmly fly above the camp .

"How? Is the high-level dead?"

"It doesn't seem to be. It's chaotic and orderly. It's not out of control. It hasn't lost its organizational ability. It shouldn't be dead, or it shouldn't be dead."

Speaking of this, several holy spirits flew up. In order not to let these Tie Hanhan catch up, the speed of the airship was pushed to the limit, and it didn't take long for it to disappear into the clouds.

"You drive the airship to the oasis by yourself, Lisa is already waiting for you, and you will follow her arrangement after landing, you know? For the time being, you will be managed by Waguri. You are all goblins, so you should be able to get along." Negris ordered.

Marcus nodded, not thinking about anything else, because behind him stood two heavy armored swordsmen wrapped in armor.

Anger transferred the zombies reincarnated from two heavily armored swordsmen. According to Negris, it was to strengthen the airship's guarding force so that it would not be taken away again.

But these heavy armored swordsmen could chop him into two pieces with their swords at any time.

Of course, Marcus will not be distracted, even the traces of corrosion on his body have been lifted, and his whole body is now extremely relaxed, without the tense feeling when he took the medicine before.

Obviously, it is true that the Illumination Church used poison to control him, not that the medicine was just to suppress the injury, as the Illuminati Church said.

This alone made him hate the Church of Light and the Silver Knights to death.

What Negris said, he nodded and agreed. When he talked about Waguri, he asked in surprise: "Vaguri? Goblin? Gear Award winner Master Waguri?"

"He seems to have mentioned some gear award, do you know it?" Negris asked.

"Winner of the Gear Award! How many ignorant people don't know it? That's the highest award in the engineering world..." Marcus' voice became smaller and smaller, because he noticed the half-smile expression on Negris' face, whoosh A quick reaction came over.

The Lord Naig in front of him doesn't know Waguri, did he just say that he was ignorant....

Before Negris threw him off the airship, Marcus changed the subject: "I heard that the iron ball was invented by Master Vaguri."

"Oh? I just said why it looks like a cannonball from a magic egg cannon." Negris was stunned.

...

After sending off the airship, everyone landed on the ground under Rogge's guidance, and then found a hole to get in.

"The reason why the Darkside City has existed for so long is because the terrain is too complicated. You can just find a hole and drill in, and you can come to the caves extending in all directions below, but the two connected caves may not necessarily enter the same cave. Even if the other party’s words sound like they are ringing in your ears, you may have to walk for half an hour to meet, and if you are not familiar with the environment here, you will easily get lost.”

After walking behind Rogge for half an hour, Negris had a vivid understanding of the terrain here, and sighed: "No wonder the Silver Knights have not been able to destroy you for hundreds of years, and the Church has not withdrawn their troops." In this kind of place, let alone clearing up undead creatures, it will be very difficult to find your traces."

"Yeah, the living people still say that they need to eat, drink, and scatter. There are traces to be found. We undead creatures are really in a hurry. We hide on the second and third floors. If we find them, they will never find us. That is, these years, There are more and more living people, and they are often implicated." Roger sighed.

Negris rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "Have you ever thought that these living people were deliberately driven in by the Silver Knights?"

Rogge's steps froze, and he stopped for half a step. When he walked again, his whole body felt a little stretched, as if he was bent over by something heavy.

"Lord Naig, you can see it at a glance. Alas, it took us so many years to understand this, but these living people are just some poor people who are helpless and desperate. There are no spies or spies of the church. Believers, what can we do even if we know? Kill them all?" Rogge's tone was full of helplessness and annoyance.

"It's normal not to send spies. Undead creatures will definitely be searched for souls, but as long as you don't kill them, the living will leave traces. Even if you don't care about these living people, they will occupy a large area, so Compressing your space for activities is an unsolvable strategy.”

"Yeah, I didn't realize this until many years later. Do you know who the first batch of people who fled here were?" Rogge said with a wry smile:

"When we were active in the human territory, didn't we gather some native undead creatures? They all have relatives. The living people who were driven here in the first few batches were all their relatives. Let alone killing them, those of us who looked like three Forty-year-old Lich companions have to take care of their grandsons for their seventy- or eighty-year-old children, and when the son dies, the grandson has to find a wife for the grandson when he grows up, and he has to find a way to nourish the grandson after giving birth... "

"In the end, those living people are all related to our liches. Many liches are descended from grandparents and grandparents. Some people have grandchildren for hundreds of years, and now their souls weaken when they see their grandchildren."

"Pfft!" Negris burst out laughing.

"I took away all the undead creatures this time. I also wanted to be cruel and get rid of this big burden. It would be better if I could lure the Silver Knights away. The Darkside City has a lot of space. Without the Silver Knights, everyone can live Great." Roger sighed.

Negris shook his head: "You think too much. The Silver Knights need an enemy, not to destroy the enemy. If you leave, those living people in Darkside City will become their enemies."

Rogge froze again, completely silent.

Without chatting, Negris returned his attention to the surrounding environment, and soon saw a characteristic, the road led by Rogge was all places where sunlight could shine in or be reflected.

If there were two caves, one dark and one with faint light, Roger would definitely choose the lighted one. Logically speaking, he is an undead creature, and he can see the environment clearly without sunlight.

"Oh, it's like this. The place where the sun can shine in, we call it the first floor. It has a characteristic, no matter what, you can't get lost. At worst, you can climb up and reach the ground. This is our main range of activities. And the place where the sun doesn't shine, we call it the second floor, the passages inside extend in all directions, very complicated, if I haven't explored it in advance, I wouldn't dare to take you down, if you get lost, you won't be able to get out." Rogge explained.

"Oh, I seem to have heard you say the second and third floors, and the third floor?" Negris asked.

"Yes, the third floor refers to the almost completely independent cave system with almost vertical passages, thousands of meters deep underground, where I have found unique ecological environments and species, because it is too complicated, I dare not Delve deeper."

"You know, I'm a black warrior. I can penetrate a certain distance of rock formations after blurring. If I get lost on the second floor, I can't escape through the upper rock formations. But the third floor is too deep. He might be trapped in it forever, and if that Hemertos is really hiding in the Dark Side City, he is most likely hiding in a separate cave on the third floor," Rogge said.

After hearing this, Negris wanted to retreat. Getting lost in such a complicated underground cave is no joke. Even if Ange is the god of immortality, he has to stay in it forever.

Wanting to persuade An Ge to give up his mind, when he looked back, there was no sign of An Ge.

"Kangbada! Where are you?" Negris was stunned, don't you get lost here? Lost in this kind of place, even if there is a soul connection between them, it may not be possible to find it back.

Fortunately, Ange didn't fall too far, and returned tens of meters along the original road, and saw the little zombies, little angels and Lightning squatting on the ridge, and there was a relatively flat land below, and some field ridges could be seen vaguely and traces of ditches.

Negris covered his face, well, it knew why Ange couldn't walk.

Just about to persuade Ange to give up his mind and not to go to Hemertos, no, he came up with an excuse: "Hey, this is a deserted farmland."

Angle nodded.

"The terrain is flat and the light is suitable. It is a good place to grow things."

Ange nodded vigorously.

"There is still water there, and the water can be brought in by digging ditches and ridges, which saves time and effort in planting things."

Angle nodded sharply.

"Then let's not look for Hemertos when we grow things." Negris changed his voice.

Angus shook his head.

"..." Ange was disappointed that he didn't hold back, and he couldn't help asking:

"Why do you insist on killing him? Let's talk to Anthony and let him reveal the news and hide our information. Over the years, the coalition forces of humans, elves and dwarves did not know that Hemertos was destroyed. How many times have I been afraid that he will flood?"

"Insect plagues, locusts, gnawing crops, not long." An Ge said.

"You think of it as a locust plague? No, even if it's a locust plague, you won't be so active in things other than planting things. There must be other reasons, say!" Negris saw through Ange's avoidance of the important at a glance.

This dead skeleton used to be very simple, saying what he said, but since Negris objected to him planting things everywhere, he began to avoid the important and ignore the important. Although he has not learned to lie, he has learned to choose unimportant things. If you don’t ask , he may not say the most important information.

Moreover, Ange has now learned to speak sentences with more than five words. If he still jumps out with one or two words, there must be something wrong.

"Bugs can be burned to ashes, and they can plant a world tree." An Ge said.

"You can grow the world tree without bug ashes." Negris said inexplicably. Just after finishing speaking, it suddenly thought of a possibility, and its mind shrank back to the Palace of Rest, and controlled the main body to plunder the farm. inside.

In the corner of the farm, a branch of the world tree was inserted into the ground. The soil on the ground had been mixed with black dragon soil and bug ash. On the bare branch, some small buds sprouted. On the surface of the branch, a piece of A gray spot showed that these branches were once some diseased branches.

Yes, the diseased branches of the World Tree, the diseased branches that can be received for free as long as you report to the teleportation array, the elves send them everywhere, just to find a way to cure the World Tree.

After Negris made an agreement with the World Tree, he asked the elf how many thick ones he wanted, and planned to continue to urge the fruit to get seeds, but later found that the World Tree was too many to open, so he threw it aside.

Now, one of the thickest diseased branches of the World Tree has been cut on the ground by Ange, and new buds have been stimulated, and the gray spots on its branches have lightened a lot. When it is scraped up, fresh fibers are even exposed organize.

"This... this diseased branch made you grow alive? The elf is crazy." Negris murmured in a daze.

Why is the elf in such a hurry? Because the World Tree is sick, in theory, the World Tree still has a lifespan of nine thousand years, but the World Tree is sick.

The elves spent a lot of money to buy 20 world trees from Ange. They did not hesitate to hold on to the last hope and exchanged the quantity for the probability, hoping to plant a real world tree with wisdom.

If they knew that Ange had replanted the diseased branches of the World Tree, the World Tree would be cured, and the World Tree might live to the end of its life, then the elves might really go crazy.

After all, nine thousand years, many species are not nine thousand years old.

"Is the worm ash so easy to use? How about we save more?" Negris felt that his mentality had changed. He didn't want to go because he was afraid of danger, but now he wants to save more.

Suddenly, there was a sound of screaming and running from nowhere, getting closer, and more than a dozen human beings with the old and the weak ran out of the cave in front of them.

I bumped into Ange and his party head-on, and was stunned for a moment, and then one of the men shouted in surprise: "Lord Rogge?! Save us! Ah!"

A swarthy insect pounced on the man's neck, biting off a piece of flesh in one bite, making him scream.

A cloaked man in a cloak turned into this cave surrounded by a lot of insects and beetles: "Jie Jie Jie, where are you going? Take me to the place where you live, my children We are so hungry."

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