Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Looking at Xiludi who was spinning and falling down below, Ange scratched his head a little. He asked her for help because of her super spatial mobility, but he forgot her severe fear of heights.

If you have to fall like this every time you teleport, you might as well fly slowly by yourself.

While thinking about it, he cast pollination, rolled out a tornado, sucked Xi Ludi up, and then held it with one hand.

"Huh——scared me to death." Xi Ludi let out a long breath, and then said awkwardly: "It's embarrassing, half of the employment fee will be refunded, okay?"

Ange tilted his head and asked, "Fei, how do you practice?"

She probably got acquainted with little angels and little zombies. She actually understood what Ange said, and explained with a smile: "When I was practicing before, a phantom pet cast illusions on me. It's not far from me, and now my mental strength is high, so the illusion of the magic pet has no effect on me."

"Illusion?" Ange thought for a while, reached out and pressed his hat, and the scope of effect of the scarecrow hat suddenly expanded, including Xi Ludi.

Xi Ludi only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and a solid ground appeared under her feet, as if it was right under her toes.

"Hey! Scarecrow hat can still be used like this?" Xi Ludi recalled the staff and stood on it while talking. As long as she is not afraid of heights, she is a powerful space upskiller.

She is well aware of the scarecrow hat's effect. After all, the function of this thing is too single. As long as the mental strength is lower than that of the wearer, it is impossible to see through the illusion of the hat.

Seeing the lifelike ground, Xi Ludi couldn't help but wonder: How high is the spiritual power of the adults?

Xiludi is quite confident about her spiritual power. Although she is only a mysterious mage, because of the special nature of the space system, she thinks that her spiritual power is not weaker than ordinary truth mages.

However, she couldn't see the flaws on the ground in front of her at all. Thinking of this, she turned her eyes, closed them slightly, pressed her hands on the eyelids, and then opened them suddenly—the eye of true seeing.

The Eye of True Sight can break through illusions and see through illusions, unless the caster's spiritual power has a crushing advantage, otherwise it can be broken.

According to her and Auburn Li's experiments, even the thousand-year-old witch's god of truth, Auburn Li, could not suppress her true vision with illusions.

But after she opened her eyes, there was still a vivid ground under her feet. When she blinked her eyes, it was still the ground, and after rubbing her eyes hard, it was still the ground.

Could it be that the gap between me and Mr. Ange is crushing...

An Ge knocked on her head, and pointed at the sinful angel in the distance suspiciously: "Go."

"Oh oh oh." Xi Ludi quickly pulled himself together, stepped forward with her toes, and leaned forward with her staff—flickering.

When they reappeared, they had already entered the range of casting spells. An Ge stared at a sinful angel, and a row of holy light missiles blasted out.

Originally, the holy light did no harm to the angels, but the opposite was the sinful angel, the only angel that could be harmed by the holy light, plus their ugly appearance, so more often, people would call them gargoyles.

What the hell is useless, can it withstand Anger's 20 rounds of holy light missiles per second? In less than two or three seconds, the sin he was targeting was already smoking, burning with holy flames, turning and falling to the ground.

Anger quickly shifted his gaze to the second sinful angel, and the holy light missiles that flew halfway would turn around and shoot at new targets.

"Hiss—the eyes locked again? Isn't this too easy?" Xiludi snapped.

Although it is not too difficult to re-lock the eyes, it takes an incredible amount of skill and mental strength to turn a whole row of holy light missiles as easily as Ange.

Xi Ludi knew that An Ge was strong, but she didn't feel deeply about the strength, because it was not her professional field, so it was difficult to understand.

Alright, now I understand, in terms of elemental control, An Ge is extremely strong.

Xiludi didn't have to do anything, just step on the staff and charge forward. At first, those sinful angels tried to charge forward, trying to get close and kill Ange.

But finally got a little closer, and although he still couldn't threaten An Ge, but for safety's sake, An Ge still yelled: "You are guilty!"

The Angel of Sin was ignited into a torch and fell to the ground like a ball of fire.

If it wasn't for the original sin trial that consumed too much faith energy, Ange could easily count all the sinful angels in front of him, and there are still 30,000 more, so he has to save some money.

The Javelin Knights stopped far away, and the priest who had shouted just now trembled and burst into tears:

"No, no, we didn't turn our backs on the light. It was these sinful angels who turned their backs on the light. Any world-destruction judgments are fake, fake! They are the ones who turned their backs on the light. Ascetic monks, the light is there!"

The rest of the javelin knights, as if they were grabbing a life-saving rope, shouted excitedly: "Ascetic Monk, the light is the light! The light is the light!"

On Anger's side, because undead creatures were using their brains, and Anthony and silver coins were not available, they easily overlooked one thing - the collapse of belief.

Everyone knows what the consequences will be after the farmland is destroyed. Even if they didn't know it before, everyone has fully felt the famine this year.

Now that the sinful angels are wantonly destroying the fields, under the banner of the judgment of destroying the world, they are naked to send all creatures to a dead end. What do those devout believers, those devout clergymen think in their hearts?

Some showered with incense and then set themselves ablaze, others went berserk and jumped into the river. Some people chose to fight, and priests and others chose to fight, so they chased after them.

Even so, their hearts were still very entangled when they moved towards something they believed in before, but now, with Ange's appearance, they had another idea: Could it be these stone ghosts who turned their backs on the light?

Yes, it must be so, absolutely so, ascetic monk Andu thinks so, Mr. An must be right!

As if they had caught a lifeline, everyone's beliefs were instantly strengthened.

The pastor even quickly took out the drawing board and drew the scenes he saw. He happened to be an excellent magic painter, and usually he didn't bother to collect black money. Painting a few magic paintings would bring in a lot of money:

"I want to spread the story of Angeda and tell more people, the ascetic monk is the light!"

More than a dozen sinful angels died in Ange's hands, and they couldn't even run away. Even the silver dragon, which was famous for its speed, couldn't escape Xiludi's pursuit. .

Ange was in a hurry, finished the work, and teleported away, leaving only a group of stunned javelin knights.

The pastor's heart was surging and his inspiration was surging. His magic painting had already taken shape. Ange, who was surging with holy light, stood in the air. Countless holy lights pierced the sky and earth like sharp arrows. A dozen ugly sinful angels in the front row fled in embarrassment.

The whole magic painting is full of post-modern hyper-realism style, majestic and majestic, which makes people's mind shake at first sight.

Ange didn't know how much impact this magic painting would have on the pious believers of the church if it was spread out. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care about it. big army.

Up to 10,000 sinful angels are waiting in full force, and under the shadow of a certain angel, there is a vague consciousness.

An Ge violently sacrificed the ring of scales, his eyes fixed on that consciousness.

"God of shadows?"

Thank you for the reward of longing for the night during the day.