Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Ange dripped the holy essence on the baby's broken leg, and continuously cast the holy light, and the broken leg grew little by little.

Lisa hugged the baby, with a heartbroken expression on her face: "Oh, who is so cruel. The wolf bit you? Damn wolf, wait a minute and find some wolf skins to make clothes for you. Who brought you to the wolf den? You're only three months old, so cruel, her father? Where's her father? I'll break his leg. Huh? The wolf killed him?"

Negris looked around the crystal monument curiously, and said with some uncertainty: "Could this be the legendary monument of angels descending?"

Luther leaned over and asked, "Is it the spirit possessed by Shamara?"

"Yes, a devout magician can summon an angel to descend on him, and his strength will skyrocket, which is quite disgusting. This kind of growth is not specious. Some guys are so weak that an angel descending can tear a tauren by hand. It is difficult to predict the strength of the enemy. , so when fighting the magicians of the Church of Light, you must do your best."

After a pause, Negris added: "But the holy spirit possessed by Shamara was created by herself."

"She made it? She made the angel of the holy spirit? Is it so powerful?" Luther's eyes were about to fall out.

"Otherwise, they are fallen angels and false gods." Negris said disapprovingly.

Luther said boldly: "I saw her so well-behaved in front of adults, I thought she was very good. I wanted to fight with her, but I didn't expect her to be so powerful? By the way, I just broke through to a high-level sword master, and my realm is unstable. I need to hone and try my moves, Lord Naig, please help me find an opponent of the same level."

Negris sneered, "Wait until Anger beats you up, you will know why Shamara is so well-behaved, and you will definitely be very well-behaved in the future."

Ever since Ange mastered the Ultimate Transformation Technique and Dragon Transformation, its combat power is beyond its measurability, and it doesn't know how strong Ange is now, anyway, the gods killed two of them.

The baby's broken leg grew out, and after the last bit of skin and flesh grew back, Ange withdrew his mind control over the baby. Immediately, the baby burst into tears, loud and full of breath, which shocked Lisa. I couldn't help shrinking my head, the sound was almost like a soul shock.

"Ouch, what's the matter baby? Is it hurting? Uncle Bones hurt you? Isn't it hurting? Are you hungry? Excuse me, where can I get milk? Vanya, Vanya."

After listening to Lisa's words, Vanya, who ran in like a bear, twisted her fingers with both hands, and said coyly, "She is still a cow girl, no more."

After searching around, they couldn't find anyone who could breastfeed, and there were no horses either. Among the horses that Ange kept in the Palace of Rest, there were no lactating mares.

This is how to do ah? The little baby howled when it was hungry, no matter what the occasion was, Lisa stuffed a thumb into her mouth, blocked it temporarily, and asked anxiously: "What should I do? My lord, where do you have something that the baby can eat?" Food? You can’t go down and bring Aunt Niu up?”

Anger took out a fruit.

"Hiss, the fruit of the world tree? How can you have fruit? You stimulated that diseased branch?" Negris gasped.

An Ge shook his head: "Long."

Negris didn't bother to ask, so he just asked the word bang like this. He didn't know when he would be able to ask it, so he might as well go and see for himself.

The mind was taken back to the Palace of Rest, the book of brass was moved to the farm, and the sick branch of the World Tree was immediately seen.

After getting the worm ash liquid, Ange carried a diseased branch of the world tree to the farm. Unlike ordinary world trees, this diseased branch was cut from the old world tree and was already 91,000 years old. up.

Now, the spots on the diseased branches have completely disappeared, and the buds have returned to green, and some green leaves and buds have emerged, which is obviously planted alive.

On the branch, a fresh stubble was exposed. Obviously, the fruit Ange took out was picked from here.

"Oh my God, Ange really cured the World Tree." Negris was already mentally prepared when the spots were lightened when it was planted before, but after it really succeeded, it was still very shocked. Its old friend World Tree was saved.

Projected back on the dragon, Negris said enviously: "The little guy is so lucky. He has eaten the fruit of life since he was a child. I hope you can live as long as an elf."

The little guy stared at a pair of big black and white eyes, holding Ange's fingers and sucking hard, not sure if he listened.

At this moment, the holy monument of the angel descended flashed again, and a voice sounded: "Almighty Lord, your people are suffering from the plague, please save us, give us holy water, and drive away the terrible dysentery .”

Following the sound, an image appeared on the monument again, also from the first-person perspective, with a bucket in the center, and the bucket was filled with muddy water.

Around the bucket, apart from the person in the first-person perspective, there are also a large group of ragged humans, all of whom are licking their heads around the bucket.

"This is already the cleanest water we can find. A few days ago, the flood flooded the river and wells, drowning many people and livestock, and then there was an outbreak of dysentery. Everyone vomited and vomited, and soon couldn't hold on. Almighty Lord, Old Buck, a believer in Baki Village, led the surviving villagers in the village to dedicate the most devout faith to you, please expel the dysentery and save us."

Old Buck's voice was full of frustration and powerlessness, and he was about to cry. He knew very well that it was meaningless to do so. In the decades since he believed in the light, he had prayed tens of thousands of times, and he had never seen A miracle happened.

I don't know if my beliefs are not pious enough, or the gods of light are too lazy to pay attention to people like him.

But Sir Hall, the old aristocrat in the town, never prayed, why did he get the favor of miracles? He was paralyzed after falling off a horse, but it can also be cured. I met him in the town some time ago, and was almost whipped by him because he blocked his horse.

However, knowing that there will be no miracles, what can Old Buck do?

This is their only hope. Now they can't even drink clean water. There are still floods everywhere. They can't find clean firewood to boil water. They can only drink turbid raw water. Spitting and venting, what else can they do but pray to God?

Instead of dying in despair and resentment, it is better to pray and hypnotize yourself, get a moment of peace, and then die quietly. Old Buck, who has lived for most of his life, no longer prays for miracles. He just wants to lead everyone to die in peace.

Following the prayers of the believers in the video, strands of holy light gathered from the crystal tablet, slowly gathering a transparent crystal on the tablet.

"Sacred crystal?" Negris recognized it at a glance. Shamara had traded a few holy crystals before, but they were all black. Now he finally saw the white holy crystal.

"It turns out that the holy crystal is condensed by the belief of believers. Isn't that the power of belief? It's the same as Ange's soul crystal? What about Shamara? How did she get her black holy crystal? Does she have believers too? A series of questions appeared in Negris' heart.

Ange waved at Shengjing, and Shengjing flew into his hand. After a few glances, Ange took it into the Palace of Rest.

Seeing his action, Negris knew what he wanted to do, and quickly moved out of the space in front of the crystal tablet.

In an exchange of equal value, An Ge took the Saint Crystal, so naturally he wanted to return some things back.

An Ge sacrificed the holy light and probed into the stele.

Old Buck jumped up excitedly, and looked at his right hand in panic: "It's bright...it's bright, it's bright."

Old Buck, who never thought he would witness a miracle, raised his right hand in panic, a little at a loss: "What should I do? It's on, it's on, the gods of light have responded to us."

Negris curled his lips when he heard the words, and thought to himself: The gods responded? It's a good idea, these crystal tablets are used by the angels of the Holy Spirit. With the intelligence level of the angels of the Holy Spirit, they are probably equivalent to automatic responses.

The other villagers were also stunned. Old Buck didn't know what to do, let alone them.

Ange tilted his head and reached out to move to the bucket.

Old Buck suddenly felt that his right hand was out of control, and he stuffed it directly into the bucket.

I saw that the right hand exuded a holy light in the water, and the muddy water quickly became clear, and even the silt that sank to the bottom of the bucket disappeared completely.

Not long after, a bucket of clear water appeared in the bucket, which was cleaner than spooned from a clean well.

Old Buck and the villagers surrounded the bucket with excitement and murmured, "We're saved, we're saved, we're saved."

The image gradually disappeared, and Negris continued to circle the stone tablet, muttering:

"This sacred monument is very strange. It can assist the projection of power. Originally, the power projected to the main material plane has at least ten times the attenuation, but with the help of the sacred monument, the attenuation is much less. Ange, you project How much less is the power to the silver coin than the attenuation delivered through the holy monument?"

Ange silently calculated, and answered: "Five times less."

"Tsk tsk, it's five times less. No wonder others can't beat the Church of Light. Others' projections have attenuated more than a dozen times, but it only attenuates a few times. No wonder the possession of the Holy Spirit is so powerful. Even if you possess the silver coin yourself, Ange, you can't beat the angel Advent Priest." Negris sighed.

The prosperity of the Guangming Church is really not random, and even has advantages in power projection.

Just as he was talking, the holy monument lit up again.

"Tsk, here again, is the business of the Church of Light so busy?" Following its words, the impact appeared on the monument, it was still Old Buck, and it was still the same group of villagers.

"Almighty Lord, your people are suffering from hunger, please save us and give us rich food..."

Old Buck fed the sick villagers with holy water, and the effect was almost immediate. Everyone stopped vomiting and began to cry and be hungry.

The hungry and tired victims of the floods, as if grasping at the last straw, once again dedicated their pious beliefs and prayed for the mercy of the God of salvation.

Another holy crystal is condensing, and it is not known that because of the last success, their beliefs have become stronger, so the condensing speed is faster.

An Ge grabbed it, dug out a bag of food, and stuffed it into the sacred monument.

A bag of grain suddenly appeared in front of Old Buck.

Old Buck was stunned. It was the first time he got a response from the gods. How could the gods of light be so forthright?

No, this is not right, why is it different from what is described in the holy scriptures and epic legends?

Anger's straightforwardness made old Buck a little suspicious of life, but the grain bag was real, and when opened, it was full of fresh grain.

Old Buck was still a little unaccustomed to chewing the hard rice, at this time, a slick villager came over and asked tentatively: "Old Buck, shall we pray to the gods again to give us some firewood? Rice grains are too unpalatable to chew."

Old Buck glanced at him sideways, and said, "As long as you have faith, the Illuminati will answer your prayers. Go."

The naughty villager shrank back with a sneer: "How can God respond to me, ha ha, ha ha." He still has self-knowledge.

The Crystal Shrine dimmed and brightened, very busy.

Not surprisingly, the faith foundation of the Guangming Church is too solid. There are hundreds of millions of believers, and there are people praying anytime and anywhere. Among them, there are so many firm beliefs that a holy monument cannot be dealt with anyway.

After Ange dealt with it a few times, Negris stopped him from continuing: "Okay, I probably know the function of these holy monuments, don't respond to them, otherwise they will think that the gods of light are favored, Faith is all projected to the gods of light."

Angus shook his head.

"What do you mean by shaking your head?" Negris asked.

"Here, cast here." Ange stared at something, and the ring of scales slowly appeared behind his head.

"Did you cast it into the ring of scales? You responded to the prayer, and all the power of faith has been cast here?" Negris was surprised.

Angle nodded.

"But... But, this is not a godhead. Could it be that you can use the ring of scales to steal the belief of the light system, just like Shamara, a false god?" Negris asked.

"No, they've always been here." Ange pointed to the ring of scales and said distressedly, he didn't know how to describe it clearly.

Fortunately, Negris was used to Anger's speaking style, and guessed: "You mean, after responding to them, the power of faith of these believers has been cast on you?"

Angle nodded.

"Chambada, if this is the case, then you are not stealing beliefs, you are stealing believers, you have dug away their foundations." Negris said in shock.

Although Shamara has stolen the faith, she is still in the light system. Anger is basically poaching corners, digging out the foundations of others.

I wanted to say something more, but Feilin hurried in and said excitedly: "My lord, the vegetative has sprouted, and the vegetative you planted has sprouted."

"Sprout?" Ange was a little surprised, because the one planted in the Resting Palace had not germinated for several days, and now this one has germinated less than a day after planting it?

"However, Sprout seems to be a bit sluggish, sir, please go and have a look." Feilin said anxiously.

Thank you for the sharp knife, quietly listening to the song and watching the world, good luck, angry cotton, Erloen, Anellan, for the rewards.