Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Dubinqi and his party packed their bags and left, unwillingly, while the other druids were still muttering about 'cheating', 'fake' and 'do it again', obviously very unconvinced.

Only Dubinqi thought he had guessed the reason, so he kept silent, and instead tried to make friends several times, all expressing that he wanted to purchase a large amount of that black liquid, but Ange refused.

"This Golden Skull, I am the deacon of the Druid Guild on the main plane. I have the qualifications to recommend outstanding Druids to join the Guild. Joining the Druid Guild has many benefits."

Ange tilted his head.

"This golden skeleton, I have a very good relationship with elves. Your magic has many traces of elves. You must have studied under elves, right? Give me some face."

Elf? ! Grab my field? No! Angus shook his head.

"This golden skull, I have a very high status in the main plane. In a word, I have a status of wealth and beauty..." At this point, Du Binqi suddenly realized what was on the opposite side. I can't go on.

"This golden skull, you have to think about it. If you offend me, the consequences will be very serious." Dubinqi couldn't help threatening at last.

Ange tilted his head.

Chambada, there is no way to talk about this, he suspects that the other party is a fool, and that's right, a bone frame, not a fool is what it is.

The druids left in the end and scraped away everything, whether it was breadfruit trees or bamboos, they were dug up and burned, and even the wells were buried, not wanting to leave a trace.

But what's the point? Ange has already collected everything that can be collected, especially those private seeds. They are not only the precious wealth of Druids, but also provide Angor with some mature ideas for improvement.

After Du Binqi and others left, the great sage also came and brought the scepter of heaven.

"This heavenly scepter requires a very large force of holy light to drive it. It needs at least six holy spirit angels with four wings or more to use it. Although I don't know where you captured a saint, I want to rely on her It is impossible to drive this scepter." The great sage handed the scepter to Negris, and then gloated.

saint? Negris froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the little angel. It turned out that he regarded the little angel whose wings had been torn off as a saint, but the real saint Shamara, because of the impurity of the holy light on her body, did not have the true saint. The breath of light, on the contrary, was ignored by him.

But this also reflects from another aspect that the great sage did not carefully detect their details, otherwise, the details of the little angel and Shamara can be seen through with a careful detection.

If you misunderstand, just misunderstand, it's good to be misunderstood, and they didn't plan to use the little angel to drive the scepter of the kingdom of heaven.

Thinking of this, Negris feigned anger: "You know we can't use it, but you still treat it as a prize! You old undead!"

The great sage said embarrassingly: "I originally used it to catch the Church of Light, but I didn't catch the church's one. I caught a team of druids and you. How about I change it for you?"

"No, this is what I want." Negris short claw quickly hugged the scepter into his arms, and then, the old undead and the embryonic dragon looked at each other and let out a treacherous laugh.

...

The great sage who drove away was full of doubts: "This old yellow dragon seems to be very sure that it can drive the scepter of heaven. Why? It can't possibly hide six four-winged angels, right?"

Although he was full of doubts, the great sage didn't care very much. The scepter of the kingdom of heaven was the bait he carefully selected, because in the land of perdition, the greatest function of the scepter—to summon the kingdom of heaven—is useless. Space rift, the kingdom of heaven is summoned, only to be smashed into pieces.

Conversely, the great sage hopes to summon the kingdom of heaven and crush the holy kingdom of heaven. In this way, the Church of Light will lose an artifact of plane projection.

Poor great sage, I don’t know until today that the Guangming Church has long lost their kingdom of heaven. For a thousand years, the Guangming Church has been unable to summon the kingdom of heaven, but only the Holy Spirit. Since more than half a year ago, even the Holy Spirit They can't be summoned anymore.

After the great sage left, the scepter of the kingdom of heaven came into An Ge's hands, and the purification technique was activated. After more than 3,000 records, the scepter lit up.

An Ge felt that a lot of information poured into his soul, and almost instantly, he mastered the method of using the scepter of heaven.

The scepter of heaven is an arm length, with a sculpture of an angel with hands crossed in front of him on the top. Ange grasped it hard, brushed the end of the scepter, and stretched out the other two sections, extending the length of the scepter. tripled in size.

Negris was circling around the scepter, and the two popped knots almost missed its face.

Holding the extended scepter, Ange slammed the tail on the ground, and saw the light and shadow of a magic circle expanding instantly with the landing point as the center, projecting it on the ground.

But the projection belongs to the projection, and there has been no other change for a long time.

After observing for a while, Negris said hesitantly, "Could it be that the ground is uneven?"

It is possible that a group of people immediately began to level the ground, scraped and stepped on the ground, and tried again. Sure enough, the magic circle projected on the flat ground lit up, releasing strong magic waves.

Luther didn't understand magic, so he quietly leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Master Nagg, why is the ground flat?"

Negris responded: "The magic circle is a very precise energy structure. Every inscription, every energy circuit, and every structure must be precise, otherwise it will fail. If the ground is uneven, the original straight energy circuit and The inscription pattern will become bent, of course it will not be successful."

"Oh, is there a magical circle that was originally curved?" Luthor asked.

Negris glanced at him: "You want to ask if there is a magic circle that doesn't need to be flat to work, right? This is a typical layman's question. Of course, there are curved, three-dimensional, and multi-layered magic circles. , but the flat magic circle is the simplest, the simpler the structure, the less prone to errors and the higher the security."

"Oh~ So the World Transit Station would rather prop up the platform than level it, just for safety, right?" Luthor made inferences and realized.

The magic circle projected on the ground tore apart a circle of light. Ange stretched his head over and saw the Stairway to Heaven at the top of the temple.

Looking down the temple, I immediately saw the square of the gods, and the fairy bean plants on the square. Every plant was covered with fairy beans.

Huh? Are the elf beans bearing fruit?

An Ge's heart was shocked, his body also passed through the aperture, and he quickly ran to the square.

Seeing him go through, the little angel and the little zombie naturally didn't fall behind, and followed him through, hula la a bunch of people got through.

When the big cat saw the elf beans all over the ground, it was going crazy. It jumped on a plant of elf beans, and its little paws danced like lightning, and afterimages danced, and it took off the whole elf bean plant in a short while.

Anger soon discovered this. Because of the special nature of the elf beans, picking them by magic is not acceptable. It is easy to damage the buds and affect the next harvest, but picking them by hand is the safest.

Ange followed the big cat, and the little angel and the little zombie held the big cloth bag, and when the big cat finished picking one, they picked it up and shook it.

"Wow!" The big cat was so angry that it wanted to scratch someone.

Ange took out two Elf Beans from the bag, holding the Elf Beans in one hand and clenched a fist in the other.

The big cat looked left and right, and chose the fairy bean.

So, he picked a tree and rewarded two spirit beans. After picking more than 300 trees, the big cat got more than 600 spirit beans. He laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed.

While Ange was picking spirit beans, Negris was studying the aperture: "Is this the teleportation 'gate'?" Negris emphasized the sound of 'gate'.

The diameter of this aperture is two meters, which is not too small. Even big bones and lightning can easily penetrate through it. There is a translucent energy film inside the circle.

Because of the existence of this layer of film, the aperture is very stable, not as violent and chaotic as ordinary space rifts. No one moves, it just quietly opens there, and after a long time, it suddenly shrinks and disappears.

"It's not good, it's not good, the portal is gone, we can't go back to the Land of Sinking." Negris flew to Ange's side anxiously, and said.

Ange took out the scepter of heaven: "It can be opened."

"Can the aperture be reopened? It's still open in the sunken land? So powerful?" Negris asked in surprise.

An Ge nodded: "The mark of the magic circle is still there."

"That's good, otherwise, we will have to go back through the teleportation array, and then we will have to talk nonsense with the old undead again." Negris said.

In the sunken place, the portal disappeared, leaving only a layer of imprints on the ground. It was already dark, and the imprints were engraved on the ground without fluctuations, so it was very inconspicuous.

Six or seven owls quietly flew over the relay tower and circled around the relay tower several times. One of them even flew into the tower and circled around. Except for a relay spirit without wisdom, nothing was found. .

The owls gathered together on the ground, uttering words: "Where is the person? Run away?"

"It seems that he didn't even have any luggage, so he must have run away."

"You are stupid, there is a space magic weapon, even if you have luggage, you don't need to throw it around."

"There must be traces of life, the tower doesn't look like traces of people's lives."

"A lot of horse manure was found outside the tower."

"Damn, you run so fast, do you know we will come back?"

"It's good luck for them, and I'll settle accounts with them later."

A few owls soared into the sky angrily, and flew in the direction of Shengbi City.

Not long after they flew away, the magic circle on the ground lit up for a moment, and then went out again, because Ange, who was about to open the space door to go back, suddenly received Anthony's call from his soul.

"My lord, the elves have issued another announcement, saying that the God of Life invited Lord Ange to visit the elf forest."

"The God of Life has woken up?" Negris was invigorated when he heard the news: "Great, I will make those elves die."

After returning to the main plane, you can't use the space gate. You can directly send it down through the heavenly ladder, and after returning to the Abyss of Rest, you can be sent to the dragon's lair in the Falling Dragon Canyon through the teleportation array.

Calling through the bloodline, Diphtheria and Niairi returned to the dragon's lair soon. They reunited after a long absence, and everyone was very happy. Niairi beat Negris up.

"Don't you need help?" Dagu scratched his head and asked.

"No, no, this is their way of expressing their feelings." Luthor said, avoiding the distance that the big bone arm couldn't reach.

"They have such a good relationship."

After some squabbling, Negris broke his broken thigh and asked Ange to heal it. By the way, he asked Shafia the Dragon Whisperer: "How is the situation now? Did the elves make things difficult for you? We'll be back."

Regarding the movements of the elves, they all learned about it from Anthony. After all, Anthony's subordinates are the power of the church, and the angle of intelligence must be from the perspective of benefiting the church.

"No, no." Shafiya shook her head quickly: "The elves didn't embarrass us, they treated us well, helped us dig a lot of wells and Fengshui towers, solved the problem of drafting water in the oasis, and gave us several varieties suitable for desert planting. crops. If the adults hadn’t helped us treat our injuries, these elves would have given us a free clinic.”

"So good? Assuming they have a conscience, I'll be less obscene. What is a Fengshui Pagoda?" Negris asked.

"It's a tower like a windmill, which is connected to the underground pit. When the wind blows to the top, the underground pit will turn into water. Through a small pressure handle, the water in the pit can be pressed out, whether it is drinking or watering. It will be all right."

Shafiah explained: "According to the elves, there are water elements in the air, and the temperature is high. When it is blown on the windmill, it will be guided to the underground pit. When the temperature in the pit is low, the water element will gather and become water. It changes from wind to water, so it is called Fengshui Tower, which means it anyway.”

"The principle is not complicated, but it's not like the style of elves. It's very similar to the style of the wizards in the Republic of Stars. Where magic power can be used, magic power is not used. A group of magicians are thinking about removing magic and elements all day long. It's inexplicable ’” Negris said in bewilderment.

"Well, the elf who helped us build the Fengshui tower also said the same thing. She said that this is not the technology of elves, but it is most suitable for the desert environment."

Negris nodded, indicating that he knew, and then asked: "Is there anything else?"

Shafia glanced at Ange who had already put on a straw hat, and said hesitantly, "The great Druid of the elves planted Master Ange's land to death."

Dead? ! An Ge's head burst into flames, and his eyes locked on Shafiya's body.

...

In the elf forest, the entire World Tree was covered by a layer of green mist, including the queen's palace. All elves who entered this green mist would quickly lose consciousness, and then be arched by a group of animals and thrown out.

No animal is affected by the green mist, except for the elves. Now everyone knows that the God of Life is angry with the elves.

On the edge of the green mist, Gaillard was holding a collar and was about to put it around her neck. She could clearly feel the anger of the God of Life. This was the first time she could clearly feel the emotions of the God of life.

This emotion erupted immediately after she reported the elves' actions against Ange and the others. There was only one word: Get out!

Not only she felt it, but all the elves felt it, including the elf guards far away at the edge of the forest.

Then, the green mist began to disperse, and all the elves were driven out of the range covered by the World Tree.

The homes of the elves are built on the World Tree. With the green mist, everyone was driven out of their homes.

Gaillard's hand was held down by Galendelle: "Do you really want to do this? With a set of life collars, others can control your life, death and will at will, and let you do whatever you want. If you really want to do this ?"

Gaillard smiled wryly: "If not, would we still be able to gain the trust of Mr. Ang? He wouldn't even give us a chance to talk."

"But, you are our queen. Your identity is too sensitive. This means that the elves surrendered to Ange, and the people below will not be reconciled." Galendelle said.

"Well, it is because of my identity that it is possible to seek Lord Ang's forgiveness. I will abdicate, and with me as a hostage, I hope they can believe in the sincerity of our elves and give us a chance to apologize." Gaillard Speaking of.

"But..." Galendelle wanted to say something, but Gaillard shook her head with a smile and stopped her.

Holding the collar with both hands and putting it on the neck, it was about to be put on the neck, but suddenly felt that the space was sealed, and the hands froze.

A pure white hand reached out, took Gaillard's collar, and said, "Your identity is too sensitive, let me be the hostage, a truth mage should have enough weight."

Thank you for eternity 1996, the queen strikes, throwing flames with both hands, the fat house in the bamboo sea, reading novels while eating melon seeds, the eighteen styles of divine power. rewards.