Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The witch finished speaking decisively, but found that everyone was silently looking at her, which made her hesitate: "What? Did I guess wrong?"

"You guessed right, but didn't you just say that you even know the vegetable-growing skeleton? Why don't you know him?" Negris asked.

The witch yelled: "Hey, why are you like this? You always remember these insignificant things. I just said it casually. Who would have thought it was such a coincidence? His Majesty personally took care of the farm barrier. If I don't The skeletons I know can only be those vegetable-growing skeletons."

Everyone was refreshed: "His Majesty took care of it himself?"

The witch said: "Of course, the farm is just for him to pass the time when he is bored. Of course he has to take care of it himself, otherwise how would he pass the time."

Duroken said in disbelief: "But... But I've never seen His Majesty go down to the farm, and he doesn't even get close to it."

The witch rolled her eyes: "If Your Majesty goes there in person, will those vegetable-growing skeletons still be alive? Of course it will be projected, it will be projected into a golden skeleton, and then a bunch of small skeletons will be resurrected to take care of it."

Hearing the words of the golden skull, An Ge immediately cast his mind on the black crystal skeleton, carefully distinguishing the breath remaining on the skeleton, and then shook his head: "It's not the lord."

As a low-level vegetable-growing skeleton, Ange only knew one golden skeleton, the lord who created him. Unfortunately, it was different from the breath left on this skeleton.

However, he also knew this aura, because this aura still remained in the Palace of Rest, which frightened him so much that he didn't dare to step into the palace area for many years, until his bones couldn't hold it anymore, so he bravely stepped in.

The witch spread her hands: "Of course I won't let you know, you already know, and there is no one in the palace who doesn't know. Then every day there will be people rushing to fertilize and water, how can your majesty play?"

When Duroken thought about it, it was indeed the case. Don’t think that there is no one in the Dormition Palace to be courteous. At least Duroken, if he knew that His Majesty was taking care of the farm, he would immediately design a set of automatic timed watering, harvesting and sowing. System, so that His Majesty does not have to be so 'tired'.

Even if His Majesty stops him, he will go to watch from time to time, applaud and cheer outside the farm, so that His Majesty can play more "comfortably".

Therefore, the vegetable-growing skeletons on the farm were the only ones that the witch didn't know.

Negris was very disappointed: "What? That's it? I thought it was something special. Isn't this just a retired old farmer tending a flower garden for his own entertainment, so why can he inherit the immortality? But not my majestic God of Knowledge? "

The witch smiled and said, "Property has no inheritance rights."

Before Negris exploded in anger, the witch quickly changed the subject: "According to what you say, he inherited the undead godhead and the resting palace? Then what happened to the beauty god? How did this magical method come about? It must be true. Death Art, if the Undead God had this ability, I would have opened a beauty club long ago."

Duroken scratched his nose in embarrassment, and Negris also laughed.

"What do you mean? You really opened a beauty club?" The witch was stunned.

Negris said proudly: "It's a little bigger than that one. It's called Beauty God City. Let me tell you, there are many items in it, such as this, that, and that."

The witch heard the beautiful eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Can a lich do these things?"

"It should be possible. There are many lich clients in Beauty God City. There is a truth mage named Auburn Li. Now she lives in Beauty God City and refuses to leave. You have to ask Lisa about what can be done." Nai Gris said.

At this time, the voice of the great sage came from a distance: "Are you all finished? I'll come when I'm done."

"Okay, come here." Negris remembered that everyone had forgotten about the great sage.

The witch didn't say anything, but subconsciously arranged her hair and clothes, but when she touched the clothes on her body, she immediately covered her chest and shouted: "No, don't come here."

It has been here for more than a thousand years, and the clothes on the witch's body have long been tattered. When it is dry, you don't feel it. Now that it is activated, the sensitive parts are exposed in white, faintly visible, and people will get nosebleeds when they see it. .

But none of the people present were 'people', and no one was aware of this problem, not even the witch herself.

Duroken hurriedly threw the cloak over, let her put it on first, and then refined a dress on the spot, which solved the witch's embarrassment.

The great sage was approved to come over, and then it was a while. The normally serious great sage, like a little boy at the moment, couldn't help but feel nasty when speaking, but the witch didn't feel it, and was coaxed into a smile after a while .

Negris, who couldn't stand it soon, said: "Okay, okay, we flew here for two months, not to see you hooking up, what happened to your majesty? Why is there only one skeleton left here ?”

The witch pointed to the front of the skeleton and said, "Your Majesty is going to kill people. Someone is creating an attack at the end of the void called a starburst. They are going to wipe out all life here. Your Majesty is going to kill them."

Speaking of this, the witch immediately reacted: "You have the godhead of immortality and the godhead of beauty, why is nothing wrong? After the starburst is broken, the remaining power of faith will continue to move forward, and finally impact on all planes, forming a target Godhead's storm of faith, how can you be okay?"

Negris said: "The storm of faith was used by us for farming, starburst? Is it the red star we saw on the main plane? You exploded it?"

"Farming?" A huge question mark appeared in the witch's heart. Why is the language in this little yellow book so difficult to understand?

However, she didn't bother with this question, and continued: "How is it possible, how can I have such strength? It was His Majesty who exploded... er, it was the black crystal body who exploded."

Facing everyone's suspicious gazes, the witch explained: "Your Majesty told me when he left, if there are new starbursts, it means he has failed, and he can use his body to resist the starbursts."

"Can you drive Sombra?" Duroken asked.

"No, but I can move it to the trajectory of the starburst." The witch said.

Well, just like Anger used Locke's skeleton, he used it as a shield, but this also reflects the solidity of Sombra's body from the side.

The remaining power after the starburst was blown up could destroy a bunch of gods, but the starburst itself couldn't do anything to the black crystal body.

"But we have seen through the astronomical telescope that there is a humanoid object in the center of the starburst." Negris said.

The witch nodded: "Yes, because it is the aggregate of the power of belief, and the human form is the embodiment of belief, the image of group belief. This image should be a very well-known image in the place where the red star is."

Negris understood a little: "You mean, if a believer of the Immortal God launches such an attack, it is likely that the image of the Immortal God manifests?"

"Yes." said the witch.

Negris asked sadly: "Then there is a new starburst coming now, does that mean that His Majesty is dead?"

The witch shook her head: "I thought so too, but look."

Speaking of this, the witch called everyone to come to the skeleton, pointing to the dots and stars in the skeleton: "It has been silent before, but recently, there are more dots and dots on the skeleton, so His Majesty is definitely not dead, but I don't know why. , he has no way to prevent new starbursts from being produced."

Speaking of this, the witch suddenly turned to face everyone: "Now that you are here, the task of protecting His Majesty can be entrusted to you."

The great sage thumped in his heart, feeling a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the witch said, "I'm going to send it over there and bring your Majesty back."

"No." The great sage objected subconsciously: "What's the use of sending it over if His Majesty can't even do it? It's too dangerous. You don't have the strength of Your Majesty, maybe you can't even send it over."

In fact, seeing that the king left his body but not his soul, everyone knew how His Majesty left——soul delivery.

No matter how fast the flying speed is, one thousand kilometers per hour is already the limit, but the speed of thought can be as fast as light.

With the mind as the guide, and then lead the soul forward, the speed can reach more than half of the light.

However, not everyone can perform soul projection, because without a strong soul, the distance between thoughts and body will not be too far, so there is no need to use soul projection at all.

Moreover, this kind of delivery consumes too much soul energy, and most people can't bear it at all. Halfway through the delivery, the power is exhausted, but it's not a joke, the soul will dissipate.

The witch does not have the powerful soul of the undead king at all. If it is forcibly delivered, the biggest possibility is that the power will be exhausted and the soul will dissipate in the void.

The witch looked deeply at the great sage, and responded with a smile: "I'm going, Your Majesty needs me."

The great sage's heart sank, he knew witches too well, when she said 'Your Majesty needs me', it meant that she was ready to desperate.

All the souls in the Palace of Rest, except for Xiao Huanglong, are willing to dedicate everything to His Majesty.

Seeing his expression, the witch quickly said, "Of course, I'm not messing around, you see."

The witch pointed to the forehead of the black crystal skeleton: "Look, all the star points are slowly converging here and then disappearing. What does it represent? Power is being projected from the black crystal body to a far away place, so Your Majesty Definitely not dead."

"I'm going to use the energy channel built by this power to attach my thoughts to it and send it over," the witch said.

The great sage said: "It's too dangerous, let me go."

The witch smiled slightly, ignored the great sage, and turned to causing the dots in Sombra's body.

She fiddled with it for a while, then suddenly stopped, and said nonchalantly, "Well, I can't channel the power inside, maybe my power is consumed too much."

There is no soul energy in the void, but the witch has stayed here for thousands of years, only consumed but not replenished, so for the past thousand years, she has survived by deep sleep, and her soul strength has shrunk tremendously.

An Ge dug out a bag of soul crystals.

While the witch was recovering, Ange pressed the black crystal skeleton, and soul energy poured into the skeleton.

Almost at the moment when the energy of the soul poured into the bones, Ange felt that his thoughts were drawn to a certain place. When he came back to his senses, he found himself in a strange body.

He raised his hands and saw that his hands were dotted with black crystals, and he actually entered the body of black crystals?

From the perspective of Negris and others, only Ange froze suddenly, but the black crystal body raised his hands.

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