Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Lisa has defined the cleansing technique and has super creative ability. She also steals the divine power of the Harvest Goddess. She is already a false god in essence. Hundreds of thousands of Harvest believers in the Danhai plane have long regarded her as the incarnation of the goddess.

Could the Harvest Goddess give birth to crops?

No, the Goddess of Harvest can make the crops harvest and the population grow, but it is far from the shock of the halo of quick death. Therefore, if the real Goddess of Harvest competes with Lisa, most people will think that Lisa is more like Harvest Goddess.

In this case, why is it impossible for Lisa to define a god that has long since disappeared?

"Probably that's it. How long have you been possessed just now?" Negris asked.

"About eight or nine seconds." Lisa recalled.

"Next time you can possess the body, you can summon it again and study what's going on," Negris said.

"Okay, let's do this first, let's go, get out of here first." Lisa responded.

Everyone stood up and patted the dust, ready to leave. At this moment, there was a roar not far away: "I...still...here..."

Lisa seemed to have just remembered something, turned to the iron lich and said, "Oh, I almost forgot about you, I'm sorry, what's your name? How many descendants are you from Grand Duke Rosa?"

The Tin Lich rolled her eyes resentfully, teased her a few times, and finally succumbed: "Meisa Augustus Lisa, Grand Duke Rosa the Sixty-fifth."

Lisa threw it back and forth like a torn bag, and all the bones in its body fell apart. It wasn't broken, but the joints were dislocated. It couldn't even climb up now.

If Lisa and the others really turned around and left, then it would most likely lie here for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years...or forever, anyway, undead creatures don't die.

This kind of consequence is too terrible, no matter how stubborn it is, it is not willing to lie down like this forever.

Its voice was hoarse, and its words were intermittent, like scraping a plank, but the content of the words was earth-shattering, and Lisa was stunned: "Mesa? Sixty-fifth Grand Duke Rosa? Then you were still alive the year before last ? Why did you suddenly become a lich?"

"Wait a minute, who did you inherit your middle name Lisa from?" Immediately Lisa noticed another thing.

The names of nobles are very long and complicated, but they must have a clear context, especially the surname and middle name.

Speaking of Lisa's family alone, the source of the middle name can only be the ancestors in the family. Could it be from yourself?

Sure enough: "Inherited from the fourth generation of Saintess Lisa." The lich rolled her eyes with cloudy eyes, probably thinking that her focus was strange.

Lisa squatted down, looked at it and asked, "How many fourth-generation direct bloodlines are there?"

"two."

"What is the motto of the ancestors?"

"Family is the person you get along with the most, and the more you get along, the more friction, because there is friction, you would rather not get along. People who have this kind of thinking are stupid asses."

Lisa asked some questions that only the people of the immediate family would know, and this lich named Meisha could answer them accurately.

"It seems that you are really my clansman, and you have not lost your memory. You are so lucky." Lisa said happily, and connected the fallen joint bones to it while talking.

Lich Meisha frowned and said, "I don't know you."

"Hehe." Lisa smiled, without explaining first, she turned to Ange and said, "My lord, I can't connect, too many have fallen off."

Ange walked over and pinched the whole body of the Lich. Nothing knew more about bones than a skeleton, especially a skeleton that survived by changing bones at a low level.

After picking it up easily, the Lich Meisha got up hesitantly, looked at Ange and Lisa hesitantly, pretended to take two steps away inadvertently, and ran away suddenly.

The restriction has been broken, I can't beat these guys, I can run away, there is only one horse in front, I can't stop myself.

"Ah da!" Just as the thought came to him, the horse unexpectedly kicked out a hoof, kicking it sideways and flying away.

What kind of horse is this? Why can it kick sideways? Lich Meisha stared wide-eyed, looking at the horse in a strange posture in disbelief. This kind of kicking posture is definitely not something a horse can do.

The lich who fell to the ground still couldn't react, until Negris flew in front of it: "Hehe, you can't win even if you pick one here, don't even try to run away... ouch."

Before he finished speaking, he was punched in the eye socket by Meisha. It said something wrong. The only thing the Tin Lich can win here is it.

Seeing that she couldn't even beat a horse, the Lich Meisha finally calmed down a bit, sitting obediently, as if she was willing to deal with you casually.

Lisa introduced herself with a smile: "My name is Lisa August."

Lich Mesa nodded.

Now it was Lisa's turn to be stunned: "Aren't you surprised?"

Lich Meisha replied: "Although I don't know why you named the family ancestor the same name, but you should be sent by Robert, so you are so clear about the family's secrets."

Lisa couldn't laugh or cry: "I am your ancestor, Lisa Augustus, the Holy Maiden of Light."

Lich Meisha rolled her eyes: "Are you trying to tell me that you are over one thousand one hundred years old this year, and you are still as moist as a soaked taro flour cake?"

"Hehe, you can too." Lisa said with a smile.

Lich Meisha's tone was obviously a little angry: "I know I'm ugly now, but this is the fate of human beings. When you die, you may not even have the chance to become ugly, but just rot."

Lisa realized that this descendant seemed to have preconceived her as being sent by someone. It would be meaningless to continue this conversation, and something shocking must be produced.

Lisa smiled, cast out the light of the cleansing technique, and slowly wiped it over Meisha's dry tree-root-like hands.

The effect of the cleansing technique has been repeatedly verified. The Lich Meisha looked horrified, an ugly, shriveled mummy with cloudy eyes, abruptly turned into a fair, moist, delicate, and tall woman.

As her body recovers, Meisha slowly realizes that she is a bit disheveled, shrunk into a ball in embarrassment, she wasn't embarrassed when she was flat, but now she is embarrassing.

Lisa thought it was funny, and said with relief: "No need to cover up, these are not human, it's okay to be naked."

He said so, but he still dug out a set of dresses for Mesha to put on.

"You... are you really my ancestor, Lisa Augustus Zuzuzu... aunt?"

"Are you really a lich? Did you really live to be more than a thousand years old?"

"You really..." Meisha didn't know that she had regained the appearance of a living person, and she also restored the vivacity of a normal person, pulling Lisa to ask all kinds of questions.

Lisa patiently answered one by one, and described some of her belongings, and then opened the sarcophagus that belonged to her. If her parents buried her relics, the sarcophagus must have these belongings.

This cannot be faked, except for Lisa's parents, no one knows what is in Lisa's sarcophagus, and there are no written records, but as long as Lisa can tell a small part, it is enough to be trusted Mesa is gone.

"Okay, I've finished talking about me, now let's talk about your situation. I only inquired about it two years ago. At that time, Grand Duke Rosa was still you. Why did you become a lich in less than two years? And Or is it metal-grade? What happened? Something accelerated the metallization of your body?"