Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"What? Say it again." Everyone thought they had heard it wrong, but in fact everyone heard it clearly, but the incident was too shocking and they just didn't want to believe it.

When an ordinary person walks in the forest, what he fears the most is not encountering a beast, but the torn corpse of the beast. Who tore the beast to pieces?

Di Luni repeated: "Red Star, it was blown up, and I don't know if it was blown up, anyway, it exploded."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and took a look at the observation position one by one, and then asked, "Did you see what destroyed it?"

Di Luni shook his head: "We are 20 astrological units away from the Red Star, and it takes a while for the light to reach us. It was tens of seconds or a few minutes ago that the Red Star was blown up. I can't see what it is." thing."

"Could it be His Majesty who can blow up Red Star at once?" Duroken guessed hesitantly.

The great sage was shocked, and he exchanged glances with Anthony and Negris, and their expressions became strange.

If the undead king is not dead, then they are in an embarrassing situation.

This was a situation they were unwilling to face, so they couldn't help turning their attention to Ange.

Ange held his head up, looking intently at the place where the red star disappeared, as if he was sensing something.

After a while, An Ge suddenly moved, ran to the Goddess of Salvation and said, "Devotion, soul."

The Goddess of Salvation who pretended to be well-behaved was taken aback, a little confused: What's the matter with me? What is he saying?

Ange had to repeat: "Devotion, soul, to me."

The face of the Goddess of Salvation flushed red: how could it be so sudden? Without any psychological preparation, you just want your own soul? What about dreaming?

Seeing the reluctance on her face, Ange tilted his head, turned around and took out the scepter of heaven, quickly opened the space door and teleported away, and ran away.

The Goddess of Salvation stood there dumbfounded, her mind full of question marks: What do you mean? Ask twice and run away? What attitude? Letting yourself dedicate your soul is equivalent to establishing a soul connection and becoming his subordinate god. Is this the attitude of establishing a soul connection? Not at all sincere.

Negris flew over, first looked at the Goddess of Salvation in doubt, then looked at the space door that Ange teleported away from, and said hesitantly: "Ange will not do something inexplicable, you seem to miss it. Given some chances, I think it would be better for you to catch up."

"Catch up?" The Goddess of Salvation pointed at herself in astonishment. The establishment of a soul connection is such an important matter, but her attitude is not sincere at all, and she still wants to chase it by herself? Does the Goddess of Salvation lose face?

Anthony also said: "Your Excellency will not do meaningless things. He asked you to dedicate your soul. There must be a purpose, but it is definitely not for the sake of having one more god. How do you do that?"

"There are two possibilities. One is for borrowing power, and the other is for protection. What is there to borrow for the power of salvation? Your speed and effect of saving people are not as fast as his, so it can only be protection. Why should you protect you? , but don’t need to protect us?” Duroken quickly analyzed.

Anthony's eyes lit up sharply: "Storm of faith! The red star was blown up, but what about the storm of faith? There was no red star in the sky in the last storm of faith. Could it be that the red star was also blown up last time, leaving only When the storm of belief comes, we either have a soul connection, or we don’t have a godhead, so don’t we need to protect us?”

"So, Faith...Hey, where are you going?" Before Negris could speak, he saw the Goddess of Salvation rushing into the space door that was about to be closed, holding up her skirt.

"This child is reckless. I want to say that I can enter my Brass Book in time and seal it temporarily. I couldn't feel the storm of faith last time. Isn't it because it was sealed? No need to sacrifice a soul, really."

Negris complained, tilted his head, and dropped the connection. When he felt it again, it had already been projected on Ange.

Ange first teleported to Beauty God City, and was going to teleport to Lorraine through the teleportation array.

"Who are you going to find?" Negris, who was projected over, asked.

"Shamara." Anger responded.

Negris immediately affirmed their guess just now: "Is it really a storm of faith? Shamara has a godhead? She and Fetiharvey killed the sinful angels together. Where can we find her?"

"Fetti Harvey and Shamara are not together." Ange said.

He could sense the location of Harvey Fetti through soul contact, but Shamara was not with them, and ran away while chasing the sinful angel.

Negris suddenly became distressed: "Where are we going to find her? How long is the storm of faith? Is it too late?"

Ange tilted his head and didn't answer, because he didn't know if it was too late, so he sent it over first.

The light of the teleportation array lit up, and at this moment, a figure of Miaoman flew over, hugged his thigh bone tightly, and teleported away with him.

When he got to Lorraine City, Ange looked down and saw the Goddess of Salvation tightly hugging his thighbone, and said with a smile, "Lord God, please accept the fire of my soul."

Ange accepted it, and the Goddess of Salvation let go of her hands and stood up in peace, and stepped aside obediently.

"Lord Ange!" With an urgent shout, Ange looked up and saw that the teleportation array in Lorraine City had been blocked by a person.

Shamara, who was dressed in a mighty black holy armor, stood outside the teleportation formation, and all the people were driven far away from the blockade by her.

A row of black feathers was inserted on that 'line', and a bold guy crossed that line and was nailed to his thigh by two black feathers, holding his big feet and whimpering there, not daring to cry out. sound.

"Master Ange, are you here to look for me? I have a hunch that someone will come here to save me." Shamara said anxiously.

Negris couldn't help but said: "How can we find you when we still have a headache. I didn't expect that your nose is sharper than the kobold, so I found it by myself. Your premonition ability is so good."

An Ge also nodded to her: "To me, devotion, soul."

Syamala was much more straightforward than the goddess of salvation. She took out a soul fire on the spot, and after establishing a soul connection, Ange took them back to the City of Beauty.

Before leaving, Shamara waved her hand and took back the row of feathers that marked the blockade line, leaving only two that were stuck in the leg of the person who crossed the line.

The person who crossed the line wanted to cry but didn't even dare to speak louder, so he muttered softly: "I haven't moved the one on my lap yet..."

He didn't know why his brain had a twitch at the time, and he insisted on crossing the line to test it, and was directly nailed to the ground. Under the severe pain, he realized that the black angel seemed to be more difficult to mess with.

Hulala, at least three groups of people came around, pushing and shoving each other, each occupying a position, surrounding the guy who crossed the line, and one of them directly put a dagger on his neck.

"My friend, let's talk about it, can you sell us these two black angel feathers?" A guy with a swollen face said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind him slapped him on the head: "You are stupid, you can just say that the feather is not good, do you have to remind him that it is the feather of the black angel? What if he doesn't sell it?"

"If you don't sell it, I'll poke him a few holes."

"Damn it, the black angel confiscated these two feathers on purpose. If you snatch it, it's equivalent to stealing the black angel's. Do you want to die? Buy it, and you can't buy it for a penny."

"Sell it to me, sell it to me." The other groups of people said in unison.

The guy who crossed the line couldn't help asking: "This... the black angel's feather, what's the use?"

Seeing everyone showing hesitation, the guy who crossed the line quickly said: "Answer my question, and I will sell one of them to him first."

Immediately someone answered: "The fallen feathers possess the power of corruption, they are made into weapons, and have the ability to pollute the light."

The heart of the guy who crossed the line was beating wildly: he got rich, he got rich, if he knew it earlier, he would have asked Master Black Angel to make a few more stabs.

Ange, who returned to the City of Beauty God, ran to the desert outside the city as fast as he could, and made preparations, throwing out the water god Tom first.

Thank you book friend 20210301106463724282, for your reward after a sad afternoon.