Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Ange raised his head and looked around suspiciously. From this moment on, all the flame souls that came over carried the same message: change! Change! Change!

It's been a long time since Ange has harvested such a large amount of soul flames. The people in front of him are obviously more emotional than last time. Because someone incited them, many people's emotions are about to explode. The state of frenzy described in the scriptures.

Driven by this kind of fanatical emotion, the soul flames dedicated by many people are thick, large and dense, one can be worth more than a dozen general believers, and their beliefs are very pious and unified.

This is why many religions like to hold gatherings and ceremonies. Even the harvest goddess has a harvest ceremony that lasts for half a month.

Under the turbulent power of faith, An Ge turned his gaze back to the grain bag in his hand. When he turned it out just now, he was aware of this problem.

Even if he threw away all the grain stored in the Resting Palace, it would not be enough to appease everyone, because he remembered that raw rice cannot be eaten directly, and it will kill people if swallowed.

What should I do so that everyone can eat it directly? While thinking about it, in front of his eyes, a symbol of an ear of rice and a symbol of a goddess of beauty lit up.

With a thought in Ange's mind, the divine powers of the God of Planting and the God of Beauty in his soul began to operate at the same time. Ange vigorously lifted the grain bag in his hand to the sky.

Change! The rice raised to the sky turned into black bread and fell down, hitting everyone's heads, faces, and arms.

Anthony jumped up in the distance: "Great wish?"

In the other direction, a person in the refugee pile almost jumped up: "Great prayer? No way, he is really an ascetic? I thought Anthony found a liar somewhere."

The Great Wishing Art, the Great Prophecy Art, the Great Echo Art, and the three supreme divine arts of the Holy Court of Light are the most powerful powers that believers can master, and the next step is God.

But now, even under the crown of Guliani, he has not been able to grasp one of them. The Pope's crown is actually a bit vain to wear.

At first, I thought it was a liar that Anthony found from nowhere, but I didn't expect to be able to master the great wish, a supreme magic that even the Pope can't know. This is no longer an ascetic, but a strong contender for the Pope.

The unbelievable scene shocked everyone. Those who were lucky enough to receive the black bread couldn't help but pick up the bread and took a bite.

The taste is not good, but it's not bad either. For a hungry person, the satisfaction brought by a full stomach is more than anything else, and these things were conjured by 'Master An' himself, not an illusion.

It was unbelievable. Many people couldn't think about whether Ange could conjure hundreds of thousands of bags of grain.

Ange dug out another bag of grain, threw it into the sky, and it turned into bread again and fell down. Someone wanted to snatch it, but Ange caught it immediately.

Negris and Duroken, who were projected onto him, were already stunned, and finally came back to their senses, and murmured, "Ange, when did you learn the great wishing technique?"

Ange tilted his head and replied, "No, it's a combination of beauty and planting."

Negris was even more shocked: "What? Combined magical skills? Combined magical skills of the God of Beauty and the God of Planting?"

Theoretically, there is a combination of magical skills. When mastering two magical skills with non-conflicting attributes, and using them at the same time, it will produce incredible combination changes.

But a theory is a theory after all, and Negris has never seen or heard of any combination of divine skills, and there are even very few gods with two divine skills.

From this point of view, Negris is pretty good. It has several magical skills, such as passing every exam, whispering the truth, enlightening aura, full of energy, staying up all night without balding...

But Ange's magical combination was too abnormal. A bag of grain turned into a pile of bread out of thin air. According to a rough estimate, the quality increased by at least three times, that is, 20 catties of grain became 60 catties of bread.

The transformation of the elements of the God of Planting turns the soil into straw, and the quality itself remains unchanged. Why does the quality change now?

"Add water." Ange responded, "And their beliefs."

Negris was shocked again: "You mean, you have also joined the beliefs of the believers?"

Angus nodded.

"Isn't this the wishing technique? The wishing technique of the God of Beauty and Planting?" Negris murmured.

Some people don't understand why the God of Planting's magical skill is element conversion, which can turn soil into straw? But Negris was just shocked, not surprised at all, because it was logical.

The god of planting planted the seeds into a giant tree in the sky, the essence is the transformation of elements.

But it can understand the transformation of soil into straw, but it can't understand the transformation of grain into bread. Is it because of the combination of Meishenquan and the prayers of believers?

Bags of grain turned into bread and fell on everyone. Those who received the bread were either curious or really hungry, and started to chew. Those who hadn’t received it for a while were also waiting anxiously, waiting for Ange to give them bread, no one made trouble for a while.

Only then did Ange free himself, his eyes fell on those who were booing, and he said, "You are guilty."

One after another, holy shackles bounced off the ground and locked them on their bodies. The holy flames burned and devoured them in an instant.

"Holy flame burning? Is this a serious crime?" Negris said in surprise.

In the slums of the Land of the Sinking, Ange also used the shackles of original sin to chain two attendants, but it did not result in too severe punishment. Why did he burn the holy flame directly this time?

"Crowd incitement is a serious crime, but let's not talk about this first, let's talk about why he has the original sin shackles?" Duroken asked with a question mark on his forehead.

Since waking up, he has been staring at him. Ange's existence has completely subverted his cognition, what is the Trinity God, element conversion, and even the magic of light, and he is bada.

"You ask me, who do I ask? I just taught him the purification technique. Who knows why he can do so many tricks, and I want to know too." Negris said angrily.

This kind of doubt has long existed in Negris. It wants to know the answer more than anyone else. After thinking about it, the only possibility is Lisa and Anthony, who helped Anger define the Holy Light.

But there is no way to prove this guess, unless it can find another guy like Anger and teach him the purification technique again, to see if he can conjure up so many tricks.

Among the holy flames, those who incited emotions were wailing terribly, but they were firmly locked by the shackles of original sin, unable to move.

Several of them erupted with holy light, destroying the holy flames on their bodies. It was immediately surprising that among these sinful people, there were still bright magicians?

It's a pity that it doesn't make sense. They turned out their hole cards, but they still couldn't break free from the shackles, and the destroyed holy flame was rekindled.

These people panicked and begged for mercy repeatedly: "Let me go, please let me go, it's none of my business, Dyson ordered us to do this."

The believers who heard these words burst into an uproar.

An Ge was a little dazed, and he didn't want to know who did it, so why tell him this?

Continue to turn bread, and let those instigators be reduced to ashes in the holy flame.

It is not easy to conjure hundreds of thousands of bags of grain, but it is not too difficult to conjure hundreds of thousands of bread, especially in this situation, the soul flames paid are not directly proportional to the soul flames gained, all he needs is to consume a little grain That's all.

The god of beauty and planting needs soul flames and food for the prayer technique, but now, as soon as he stands in the air, a steady stream of soul flames rushes towards him, and every time bread is conjured, the soul flames surge.

And he only needs to spend one-tenth of it, add 20 catties of grain and the moisture condensed in the air, and he can produce 60 catties of bread.

At the beginning, he had to consume the food stored in the Dormition Palace, but after the food was used up, he used the food that Anthony brought over, which meant that he didn't need to pay any cost, and only earned soul flames.

This is not good, it does not conform to the principle of equivalent exchange, Ange is a little distressed, but there is no way to make it up for a while, as long as he silently writes it down, he will make up for Anthony later.

If Anthony knew about it, Ange would probably laugh like crazy when he waited for these extra benefits to be equivalent to him.

The whole bread-changing scene lasted all day, and finally everyone was tired. Even if there were still people who wanted to stir up trouble, it was absolutely impossible to make a fuss.

What's more, the traces of the dozens of piles of holy flames are still there, and the instigators who have not been picked out in the crowd are chilling at the moment. Even if they are forced to use knives, they may not dare to take the lead. The flame burns more comfortably.

No one was causing trouble, and Anthony also took advantage of the opportunity to bring in food, cook porridge, cook noodles and bake bread to appease the victims.

There will still be some food for a while, enough for everyone to eat for a while, but in order to last longer, Anthony reduced the daily amount, everyone was half hungry, and was seized by someone with a heart, who suddenly instigated Woke up.

Thanks to Ange, the shackles of original sin deterred those who wanted to incite, and the unbelievable change of bread shocked all the victims. Without these means, it would be really not easy to appease them.

Ange harvested a lot of soul flames, and entered the West City of the Principality of Montenegro contentedly. The illegitimate son of Montenegro, whom he had met once in Lorraine City, was wearing a ruling robe at the moment, and followed Anthony to greet him respectfully.

The Principality of Montenegro originally belonged to the Western Diocese, but due to the plague of insects, the entire royal court fell, and finally an illegitimate son who raised the Hammer of the Earth took the position of Grand Duke.

As for why the principality has a royal court? Because a certain Grand Duke of Montenegro married a princess of the royal family.

The illegitimate son named himself Montenegro, and Anthony presided over the knighthood ceremony for him, which can be regarded as a wedge in the western parish.

If you add the Principality of Rosa and the Principality of Us managed by Rosa, Anthony has already laid three wedges in the west.

The Duke of Montenegro saluted respectfully, but Ange's eyes fell on the hammer of the earth on his waist, and he took a few more glances.

After returning to the tent and dismissing the crowd, Anthony couldn't hold back any longer. He dragged out a bag of food to curry favor and said, "My lord, can you change it again, change it again, it's too far away for me to see clearly."

Negris, who was projected on his body, also said: "Let me go out, I have to see it with my own eyes, I can't feel clearly when projecting."

Finally, Ange let everyone out, opened the grain bag, grabbed a handful of grain, rubbed it with his hands, and it became a long loaf.

Luther took it in a daze, and took a big bite: "It's really... really bread? Can you eat it, knead it with your hands? My lord, are you trying to steal Vanya's job?"

Lisa slapped him on the head, snatched the bread, pinched off the end he had bitten in disgust, broke it into small pieces, and distributed them to everyone who could eat.

This level of magic is actually connected with Vanya, it is really disrespectful.

After everyone tasted it, they all gave "true" comments: "Hey, it's delicious, it melts in your mouth."

"Yes, yes, it's so delicious, it's so touching that I want to cry."

"One bite is full of wheat fragrance, as if the soul is about to be sublimated."

Lisa scolded angrily: "Please be more sincere when you praise!"

No matter what the taste is, rubbing bread with hands is an incredible skill, and the quality is tripled. If it is not for the consumption of soul flames, Ange can feed everyone.

Unfortunately, this ability can only be used when there are many people. If the number of people is too small, the dedication of soul flames is not as good as consumption, and it will be a loss.

Anthony also ate a small piece of bread, and after swallowing it, he saluted Duroken: "Lord Duroken, long time no see."

Duroken looked him up and down, and asked hesitantly, "Are you really Piero?"

Having been in the church for thousands of years, Anthony has already lived like a magic stick. He said that he is an undead creature, and others may not believe it.

"It's really me, look." Anthony picked up his scepter and danced a sword flower, scaring everyone away a few meters, for fear of being hit, what kind of guy can use a scepter to dance a sword flower.

"I believe it. Be careful not to hit me. I just woke up and my bones are still soft." Duroken was forced to believe.

Two old acquaintances who hadn’t seen each other for a thousand years were there talking about the old days, and they couldn’t continue talking for a while, because Anthony’s experience was too rich, and it would take several million words to write a book. Black Samurai, but sneaked into the Church of Light to become Pope? ! ".

Compared with Anthony's experience, Duroken is too simple: woke up in the graveyard, explored the way in the void, crashed to death in the turbulence...

Well, I can't continue the chat. I just talk about myself, which is a bit suspected of bragging.

Turning to Ange, Anthony said gratefully: "My lord, thank you so much. If you don't go out, I don't know how it will end. It's really disgusting. I'm helping Dyson to rescue the disaster, and he still engages in this kind of thing." It’s a trick, do you really want his people to die?”

Ange tilted his head.

Knowing that An Ge would not care about this, Anthony changed the subject after he finished speaking casually: "By the way, the dwarf copper hammer sent someone to deliver 20,000 tons of grain, and quietly told me 'I am a good person', and then told me that if I can produce the corresponding wine, and he is willing to sell me all the grain reserved for wine making. It’s rare, even the dwarves can’t understand what Dyson and Guliani have done.”

Originally, Anthony just wanted to sigh with emotion that even the enemy's allies showed favor to him, but just after he finished speaking, he noticed the strange expression on Negris' face.

"Uh, my lord, you don't know how to make wine, do you?"

Angus nodded.

"How is the taste?"

An Ge tilted his head, how did he know, he doesn't drink alcohol.

Anthony said with a serious expression: "Well, it's like this. If the wine tastes good and there are a lot of them, I'm confident that I can fool the dwarves into showing me their war chess relics, because the dwarf god of war has a special ability , Record every big battle, if the original Dwarf God of War was also killed by Locke or His Majesty, there should be a record there."

Thank you for the red horned triple meow, for your tip.