Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"I'm really, the God of Immortality." An Ge restarted the communication and said truthfully.

"You're still in good spirits, aren't you? Well, well, well, you're the God of Immortality, and I'm your father. Don't you humans like to swear like this the most? Which dead child picked up a communication domino and played around. Soul crystals are so expensive and you are willing to mess around." Flowers." Obviously, the other end of the communication regards him as a human who picked up the communication dominoes and sent random communication.

"But, I'm really, the God of Immortality." Ange said in a daze. When others didn't believe his words, the Vegetable Skeleton didn't know how to react.

"Shut up, you are the God of Immortality, we still need to be stuck here, and we won't be able to return home for a thousand years! Get out, keep harassing, after the eternal night, I will let the crows eat all the food in the nearby villages Light, starve you bastards to death." The voice on the other end roared angrily, click, and the communication was interrupted again.

Ange and Negris' thoughts touched, and they both felt the other's doubts: "You seem to be angry?"

The other party didn't believe him, and he didn't know what to say when he called again, so Ange had to put away the dominoes temporarily.

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"Brando, you pick two people and follow me to the Holy Wall City." Negris said.

"Yes, my lord." Brando responded, turned around and called, "Little Brando, little Brando, come here."

Negris was stunned: "Wait a minute, how many Brandos do you have here?"

"Ah, there are more than a dozen of them. We all belong to the Brando family. Little Brando is my son, and little Brando is my nephew."

Negris was speechless: "It's too easy for you to name, you usually call it like this, aren't you afraid of getting confused?"

"No, no, we don't usually call them that. My son's name is Lame, and my nephew's name is Tin Drum. Please rest assured, they are all the best fighters among us." Brando thought that Ange hated them , Hurry up and pat your chest to guarantee.

Anyway, it was ugly, and Negris didn't bother to worry about it. He asked the three of them to come over and line up. After standing in a row, Negris realized the problem: "You guys are a bit awkward with your appearance."

Brando three lowered their heads in shame.

Brando is better, little Brando is missing a boot, because he is lame in the front, no boots can be put on, and little Brando's armor is uneven, some places are exposed up.

"Well, I'll lend you three sets of armor and return them to me when they're used up." After Negris finished speaking, Ange took out the holy spirit armor egg.

At the beginning, one hundred and twenty holy spirit armor eggs were found in the holy kingdom of heaven, and a few were distributed to Anthony, and the rest were all thrown aside, and there was no chance to use them.

Brando held the holy spirit armor the size of an ostrich egg, and looked at Ange blankly. He obviously didn't know such high-end goods as holy spirit armor. how is it like.

"Take off the rags on your body and infuse them with holy power," Negris said.

Brando took off his armor in doubt, and his son and nephew even took off their underwear in three or five times.

Infused with holy power, the armor of the Holy Spirit bounced off in an instant, turning into a metal angel shape, facing Brando, with the wings wrapped behind him, and with a clicking sound, the metal sheet was attached to Brando's body.

Such a cool way of dressing shocked Brando's family, and the rest of the paladins and villagers were watching from a distance. The scene at this moment made them kneel down one after another, and someone murmured: "I saw the angel attached It's on Brando."

With Ange's arrival, it is not the first time that everyone in the village has been shocked. Many people have never left the village in their entire lives.

Occasionally, priests and saintesses go to the countryside, but they don't often perform miracles. Instead, they will eat kana. It is easy to arouse the resentment of the villagers, but it is difficult to shock them.

Most people's belief in light comes from paladins like Brando.

Now, what Ange showed made them truly feel the power of light.

The rest of the paladins are even more envious. After passing the paladin assessment, they are issued old and dilapidated second-hand armor, some of which don't fit well. Not only do they not have the power of a holy knight, but they may also infect athlete's foot. Ringworm or something.

But the holy spirit armor is sacred, mighty, cool, and full of power. It is enough to wear such an armor once.

After dragging three more horses out, Negris asked, "Do you know how to ride horses?"

Brando replied in shame: "I know how to ride, but I'm not familiar with it. I used to practice on donkeys."

"That's all right, each of you will lead one out for practice, leave if you can train well, and replace if you can't train well. After completing the task, these horses will belong to you as a reward." Negris said.

The war horses snatched from Sand Pirates and Dragon Slaying Knights have been placed in the Resting Palace for too long. They eat and sleep when they are full all day long. There is no room for them to run. They have been fattened several times. If this continues, these war horses will be useless, and we must quickly find a way to send them away or sell them.

"Thank you, sir! We will definitely practice hard." Brando responded excitedly.

A war horse, in the land of the sinking, a horse is much more precious than a human being, Brando has all his wealth, and he can't afford a war horse.

Wearing holy spirit armor, riding a strong horse, and happily practicing riding skills, the three of them, Brando, had a sense of elite spirit spontaneously.

With three genuine paladins, Ange, a fake ascetic monk, and the God of Common Sense projected onto him, together with the 'summoned' unicorn lightning, headed towards the Holy Wall City.

The Holy Wall City is not far away, especially if you have a horse, you can see the Holy Wall City as if embedded in the mountain wall after a day and a night.

It can be seen from a distance that a beam of light is launched into the air from the holy wall city, and gradually weakens when it reaches hundreds of meters in the air, and finally disappears.

"What's that?" Negris asked. Now that it's projected on Ange, it's Negris who is in charge of speaking. Ange just needs to keep a deadpan expression on his face.

This is in line with his identity, and no one will doubt where the voice came from. Ascetic monks are originally the kind of image that rarely opens their mouths. The less they talk, the harder their cultivation is.

"Oh, that's the guiding ladder. After contacting the holy heaven, use the heavenly ladder to connect the guiding ladder, and you can send many people over at once," Brando said.

Understood, it is equivalent to the receiving end of the transmission array.

"It's a pity." Negris sighed.

"My lord, what's the pity?" Brando asked puzzled.

"It's nothing." Negris replied casually, but said in his heart: It's a pity that the kingdom of heaven will never be connected here again, and any ladder can only be used for display.

Arriving at the gate of the holy wall, Ange took out the cat teasing... the beast hunting stick. According to Serena, this stick can guide the location of the dimensional beast.

But unfortunately, this kind of guidance is flat and one-way, not very intuitive, it can only indicate a general direction, but you must go to the corresponding position to check the specific location.

If it goes wrong, it changes its direction, and if it goes too far, it points backwards.

Standing at the position about to reach Shengbi City, the animal hunting stick turned a ninety-degree angle and pointed to the left.

After galloping for dozens of miles along the direction, Ange and his party came to a huge settlement.

It can only be described as a settlement, unlike a city or a town, all kinds of buildings, tents, and wooden sheds are scattered all over the place, one piece at a time, as if there is no plan.

This is the rear of the Holy Wall City. Human beings block the attack of the undead creatures in the Holy Wall City. Here they are responsible for concentrating various materials, producing various equipment, repairing armor and weapons, training soldiers and treating the wounded, etc.

This is the plan arranged by humans more than a thousand years ago. However, a thousand years have passed, and countless reinforcements have come and gone, and the place has changed a lot.

Just like a room that is never cleaned, countless residents have changed over the past thousand years. Some brought in a few pieces of furniture, some brought in a few sets of quilts, and some brought in a few books, all of which were piled up and returned. If you don't throw it away, it will end up like this.

With the increase of the population of the Sinking Land, it has now become a slum-like place. The naked poor have dull eyes, or lie or lie on the side of the road, until Ange came to them, their faces Shangcai got a little radiant, quickly turned over and knelt down, muttering casually.

The murmuring voice was very low and couldn't be heard clearly. Ange stopped and focused his thoughts on him, and then he heard what he was saying clearly: "Okay, sir, give me food and health, give me wealth and Glory, give me all my thoughts and desires..."

However, this kind of murmur is more like a routine, without any belief at all. From him, An Ge can't feel the existence of a trace of belief.

When Ange passed by, he turned over and lay flat again, saying, "Distribute the sanctuary quickly, distribute the sanctuary quickly..."

The holy bread is the relief food given by the church every day. It is baked with coarse flour mixed with bran. Relief, then lie down, wait for relief, until death...

Along the way, there were a lot of poor people in a similar state, and Ange felt that they were not as energetic as the skeleton zombies in Lich City.

Only those young children can have a bit of energy. Even in this environment, there are still many innocent children who are laughing and joking. Behind the corner of the pillar, I looked over timidly.

A two or three-year-old child with a thick neck ran in a hurry, sat down on the ground with a thud, and burst into tears in fright.

A seven or eight-year-old girl quickly rushed out of the nearby shack, ran to Angma, and licked her head vigorously. Then she dragged the crying child back to the side of the road, and quickly looked at Angma. glance.

Seeing Ange's expressionless face, the little girl raised her heart, and hurriedly kowtowed vigorously, pressing the child's head while nibbling, hoping that he would nibble too.

But the two- and three-year-old child was so frightened that he could only cry, and the little girl was so anxious that she was about to cry: "Kowtow quickly, the adults will be angry, hurry up."

Anger tilted his head, and said to Negris in confusion, "I'm not angry."

Negris said helplessly: "Maybe your face is too fierce, there is no expression at all. If you want to show that you are not angry, you should smile."

"Oh." Ang continued to be expressionless, but turned over a piece of beetroot, threw it to the little girl and said, "I'm not angry."

The little girl looked at the fresh and juicy beetroot in front of her, then looked up at the expressionless Ange, in disbelief: "My lord, what did you say?"

In fact, she heard it, but she didn't believe that it was said by the expressionless Ange, she thought she heard it wrong.

"I'm not angry, eat." Ange repeated.

Now she heard it clearly, looked at Ange with both eyes, carefully reached out to pick up the beetroot, and carefully moved it to her mouth, and looked at Ange in disbelief throughout the whole process, seeing that Ange still had no expression, she exerted all her strength One bite onto the beets.

Ange still had no expression, and now she understood that this lord might have facial paralysis, and he was really not angry.

Maybe it was the afterlife, maybe it was sweetened by the beetroot, or maybe no one had ever been so kind to her, the little girl's tears welled up silently.

She chewed the beets vigorously, wiped away her tears with her small hands, and kowtowed to Ange again.

A soul flame emerged from her body and threw it directly at An Ge.

When he was in Brando's village, Ange harvested a lot of soul flames, because he performed several miracles. But those soul flames all went towards the gods of light, and were intercepted by An Ge.

Everyone thought he was an ascetic monk of the Church of Light, and everything he showed was the power of God.

Only this flower was thrown directly at Ange. This little girl was not dedicated to the gods of light, but Ange.

Ange nodded to her and continued on his way.

Negris scolded in his soul: "It's really miserable. The conditions here are worse than the oasis in the desert. I hope that the oasis is still managed by someone. It's like no one cares here. There are many children with swollen necks. The nutrition is already seriously malnourished, are those people in the church dead?"

"The neck is swollen, is it a disease?" An Ge asked puzzled. He noticed that some children had thick necks and thought it was a problem of race.

"Big neck disease, caused by malnutrition." Negris said.

At this moment, Ange suddenly sensed something, turned his head and looked back, they had walked several hundred meters away, now when he turned his head, he saw a hand trailer in the distance where the little girl was .

Two attendants in white clothes were arguing with the little girl. One of the attendants snatched the beetroot from the little girl's hand, picked up two cakes from the bucket of the trailer, and threw them into the little girl's arms.

"Beetroot is something you can eat, too? Eat your sanctuary, what's the big one? Where is the big one? You must have stolen it." One of the servants was cursing, and even wanted to kick someone. The little girl was so scared that she hurriedly hid.

But immediately, the little girl showed a surprised expression and shouted: "My lord!"

The attendant followed the little girl's gaze, only to see a grinning unicorn sitting on an ascetic monk with an expressionless face, followed by three elite paladins in mighty armor.

With such a paladin as a follower, this lord may really be a 'big' person

Thank you Shenju, Yuan Yongye for your reward.