Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Looking down from the air, a carriage and a unicorn galloped forward at a ninety-degree angle, getting closer and closer, and finally crossed at the apex.

The undead and devil faces on the carriage turned their heads in shock to look at the passing 'horse'

There is a big cat on the head of this 'horse', an armored man sitting on the back, a little girl, a skeleton, and a brass baby dragon, all crowded, six things and six pairs of eyes , looked at the carriage neatly and crookedly, and moved as the relative positions of the two sides changed.

In the end, they staggered, and the carriage changed from the rear left of the opponent to the rear right. The four on the horse's back and the big cat on the horse's head swished their heads and continued to stare at them.

The undead was shocked, is this still a horse?

The devil face on the brazier blinked and murmured, "Why do they look familiar? Where have I seen them?"

The undead was surprised: "You know them? Turned around, they turned around and chased after them. Do you owe them money? Otherwise, how dare you chase my car?"

In the Land of Sinking, those who own bone horses and carriages are all high-level undead and liches, such as the great sage, who dare to chase a high-level undead in the wasteland, unless they really owe a lot of money, how can they have the courage? Do this.

After the undead finished speaking, he found that there was no response. He turned his head and saw that the brazier had gone out, and the devil's face had long since disappeared.

The undead was really shocked now, this slick devil actually scared away? It ran away without saying hello, did it recognize that pile of things as a terrifying existence?

The undead immediately became vigilant, and the picture he saw just now flashed in his soul. What is the devil afraid of? The big cat on the horse? How scary can a cat be?

that little girl? There is nothing to be afraid of such a white and tender cute little girl. I have seen a lot of golden skulls, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The only ones that are special are the brass baby dragon and the armored man. The baby dragon is not scary, but the presence of a baby dragon means that there are adult dragons?

But the adult dragon, who hadn't seen a shadow, wouldn't scare the Lord of Terror away. Could it be because of that armored man?

At this moment, Lightning came up with five little dragons on his back, and walked side by side with the carriage. Six heads tilted, and their eyes fell on the undead. The brass young dragon at the back opened its mouth and said, "Hello, you know Where is relay tower No. 4 going?"

The undead's heart skipped a beat: It can't be such a coincidence, is it the person who takes over the relay tower at this time?

He asked calmly, "Are you going to relay tower No. 4? What a coincidence, I happened to pass by relay tower No. What's the matter?"

Negris said truthfully: "The night watchman of relay tower No. 4 doesn't want to do it anymore, we will replace him."

Sure enough, the relay towers are generally places where nothing is seen. Usually, no one will go there for a few years. Now that we meet head-on, who else can there be besides the successor.

It's just that the undead looked at them again: "Who will take over from you? The night watchman is responsible for feeding the relay spirit. The soul is too weak to do it, and it can only be fed by one person. The relay spirit only recognizes one soul. Others approaching it will kill you." hurt."

The undead looked around, only skeletons and armored men are the most suitable for undead creatures, the rest seem to be living creatures, all of them are so alive, how to feed the relay spirit?

Negris pointed to the little zombie at the front: "It."

This is in line with the cognition of the undead. After a while, a tall tower appeared on the horizon. The undead pointed to the tower and said, "The No. 4 relay tower is there."

"Oh, thank you so much. It's a good thing I met you. Otherwise, we might have missed it according to our direction. Thank you very much. I don't know what your name is?" Negris said politely.

It's so hard for it, remember to ask someone's name.

"They are all travelers in the land of perdition, why remember each other's name, goodbye." The undead waved freely, and the bone horse connected with his soul immediately accelerated and rushed to the end of the horizon.

After running all the way until they couldn't see An Ge and the others, the carriage braked sharply and stopped, and the undead emerged from the roof, looking towards the direction of the relay tower.

Ange and his party have turned into a small white dot and moved under the relay tower.

The brazier in the carriage suddenly ignited again, and the face of the Lord of Terror appeared in the flames.

The undead immediately scolded: "You devil, I really can't trust you, is it so scary to run so fast?"

"I'm afraid of being discovered by them. That unicorn is very sensitive to the devil's breath." The Lord of Terror explained.

"Unicorn?" The undead was stunned, where did the unicorn come from?

"You didn't realize that the horse they were riding was a unicorn, right?" the demon was surprised.

"Isn't it a horse? Where's its horn?" The undead was surprised.

"Covered by that big cat..."

The undead and the demon looked at each other, feeling that the other party was not very reliable.

"Don't talk, don't talk, go there quickly, so as not to miss the opportunity for the relay spirit to sleep during the handover." The devil urged.

"What about you?" the ghost asked.

"I'll watch over the carriage for you so that it won't be stolen," said the devil.

The undead curled his lips, and said with a little resentment: "I will do everything, and you will be the one watching the car."

Although he said so, the undead still took the initiative to float towards the relay tower.

Seeing the phantom of the undead going away, the demon's expression slowly became serious, and he thought to himself:

"If I let you know that there is an existence that can accelerate life in that pile of things, you probably strongly demand to see the car. It's really unlucky. Why did you run into this bunch of guys again? Fortunately, he is an undead and will not be affected by life. Accelerated effects, and a powerful magister, I hope he won’t be crushed to death like those exorcists.”

While the undead were talking with the demon, Ange and his party came to the relay tower, and saw a Lich standing on tiptoe, looking at desire from a distance. Seeing Ange and his party, he seemed to see his relatives , Sa Yazi came up to meet her.

Of course, this was his reaction when he didn't see it clearly. When he saw it clearly, he stopped in confusion: "Are you... so poor?"

How poor can it be to ride a horse with five things.

"Ah? Not poor, oh, our horses are powerful." Negris was stunned by the question, and it took him a while to react. He flew up and patted Lightning's buttocks and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked by Lightning and flew away like a ball: "Who are you calling a horse! Where are you touching!"

Negris flew back and said angrily: "I'll deal with you later." Turning to the approaching Lich, he said, "Hello, hello, we are here to take over the relay station. My name is Naig. What's your name?"

The Lich looked Ange and his party up and down, with hesitation and distrust in his cloudy eyes: "My name is Horchuk, are you really here to replace me? Can you handle it?"

Horchuk, who wanted to get rid of it for a long time, just asked casually. He didn't care if the successor could handle it. After verifying the identities of Ang and others, he brought everyone into the relay without saying a word. Tower, and go to the top floor.

Can you imagine a person who has watched the tower for 30 years in a deserted place, and someone will replace him immediately, how would he feel in his heart? It must be that he didn't want to stay for a second, and Horchuk was in this mood. He stayed here for three hundred years.

As for whether someone would try to lie to him and do something to the relay spirit, he wasn't worried at all. As long as he knew what kind of existence the relay spirit was, there would be no such worries.

The relay spirit is the most precious thing in a relay tower. It is essentially a spirit body, the kind without wisdom, but the soul strength is very high, stronger than high-level undead creatures such as undead saints and golden skeletons. Dozens of times stronger.

Yes, dozens of times.

The idea of ​​a golden skull can cover a distance of three to five kilometers at most, but a relay spirit can cover a distance of forty kilometers.

Relying on the super-long coverage distance of the relay spirit, within the range covered by its mind, the information sent by the communication domino can be transmitted to all the range covered by the relay spirit.

Excluding these functions, in essence, the relay spirit is a super spirit body whose thoughts can cover forty kilometers. Want to hurt it? It could blow your soul out just by staring at you.

If it weren't for its lack of wisdom, these relay spirits would definitely become a very terrifying group of existences in the undead empire.

But the most important reason why no one dares to attack it is because they are the people of Harvey. Although they are not intelligent, they have memory. Whoever hurts it will be remembered by it and sent to Harvey, haha , pray, you are remembered by a lord of mourning.

So Horchuk didn't think anyone would harm a relay spirit at all, unless it didn't want to live anymore. And as a night watchman, his task is not to protect the relay spirit, but to feed it with soul energy on time, to supplement its daily consumption, so that it can keep working every day.

Otherwise, these ignorant spirits like to sleep a lot, and if no one tells them, they will easily fall asleep.

A group of people climbed to a door in the middle of the tower. Horchuk searched around and found a switch under a pile of spider webs. He said awkwardly: "It hasn't been used for hundreds of years, and I almost forgot to switch it on." Where is it?"

Pulling out the dirt on it, Horchuk pressed hard, uh, it got stuck, and he didn't press it.

"Stuck still?" Negris poked his head curiously. The world transfer station has not been used for more than a thousand years, and there is no place stuck. repair.

With this kind of automatic repair ability, it has never seen the building of the undead empire get stuck.

Horchuk was embarrassingly hard, hard, and hard again. If he was still alive, he would probably be sweating profusely. He finally pushed the switch down and said: "It's been too long, you will take over from now on. , add some oil every few decades.”

As the switch was pressed, the entire relay tower trembled slightly. After a while, everyone suddenly felt that the powerful soul above their heads fell silent.

In fact, as soon as you get close to the relay tower, everyone can feel the powerful relay spirit. Except for Ange, everyone else feels oppressed. Even the jumping little angel is much quieter. Now this kind of oppression The feeling is gone.

With the disappearance of the oppressive feeling, a cloud of gray mist quietly drifted to the bottom of the tower, slowly moving up the tower.

Horchuk waited for a while before pushing open the door and continuing to climb to the top of the tower.

Soon, everyone came to the top of the tower, and saw the huge soul flame in the magic circle at a glance, which was as big as a washbasin.

The soul fire of normal undead creatures is only the size of a fist, but the soul fire of this relay spirit is at least a hundred times that of ordinary undead creatures.

Negris understood how the relay spirit works at a glance: "It turns out to be like this, no wonder there is such a high intensity."

Horchuk froze for a moment: "What?"

Negris smiled mysteriously, but did not answer. This is a good way. Using this method, Ange can also create such a powerful spirit body. How can he tell others casually?

Horchuk didn't ask, anyway, his only thought now was to hand over as soon as possible, and he didn't dare to be interested in other things, so he took a step forward.

At this moment, a ball was thrown through the window, landed next to the relay spirit, exploded violently, and a thought rushed out and imprinted on the sleeping relay spirit.

Everyone was stunned by this turn of events. Ange was the first to react, and rushed out of the window with a whoosh, only to see an undead floating quickly towards the bottom of the tower.

Without saying a word, Ange raised the fireball and shot it.

The undead condensed into shape, with a look of surprise on his face. He probably didn't expect Ange's reaction to be so fast.

But when he saw An Ge's bursting fireball, his face showed a trace of doubt and disdain. The doubt was because the one who cast the magic was a skeleton, and the skeleton could learn magic?

The reason for disdain is that he cast magic in front of him? He is a necromancer.

The undead waved his hand lightly, and the explosive fireball that came from the lasing dissipated—deprivation.

High-level magicians can use elemental interference and mental suppression to deprive the enemy of control over the elements. This method will have better effects as the magic is farther away from the opponent and closer to oneself.

"Unexpectedly, you, a mentally handicapped skeleton, can learn magic. Who is your teacher?" Undead asked curiously.

An Ge tilted his head: "No."

"No teacher? Then who did you learn your magic from?" The undead were more interested in Ange's teacher. It was an incredible feat for a skeleton to learn magic.

"I made it myself." Ange replied truthfully.

The undead seemed to have heard the big joke: "Hahaha, don't you even dare to say who taught you magic? You created it yourself? You, a mentally retarded skeleton, can create your own magic? Then I am the god of truth! Let the real Let the magician teach you what magic is."

Enraged by Ang's answer, the undead stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of him, and a batch of burst fireballs that were exactly the same as the ones Ange had cast before appeared in front of the undead.

It can be seen that the magic level of this undead is indeed not covered. What he cast is not a regular four-level burst fireball, but a two-level compressed small burst fireball.

He was able to reproduce it perfectly after only accepting Ang's move, which shows his extremely high magical attainments.

He wants to use the same explosive fireball to blow up this nonsense skeleton. Although this is a very rare skeleton that has learned magic, this is not the capital of its nonsense, self-created magic?

I am a magister myself, and I have never created magic myself.

As soon as the words fell, the undead saw Ange make the same movements as him, and wiped his palms in front of him, and wiped out a row of explosive fireballs.

Thank you 敼潵瘦, you must pass the exam in good health, CS^O^

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