Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The leader raised his head blankly, stretched out his tongue and licked his gums, then stared blankly at the dozen or so broken teeth on the ground, a little baffled, why did the teeth fall out? Got cavities?

It is hard to believe that its teeth were broken by other things, even if it is a piece of iron, it is impossible to break its teeth.

A beam of light shone on its body, containing scorching bright holy power, and a large piece of its flesh was nourished, as if it had been splashed with concentrated acid.

It's okay if it's concentrated acid, the body of the Lich doesn't feel pain, but what's worse is that the holy power of light can directly damage the soul, causing it to scream in pain.

But just as the wailing sound came out, boom! A roar exploded in its soul, and the impact made it dizzy——soul impact.

Although the soul was dizzy, the dracolich's heart was instantly excited, the soul shock, the enemy's soul shock actually shocked it, which meant that the opponent's soul was stronger than it, how could it be possible?

It had already quietly observed it when it just woke up. The people present were all small humans and a little yellow book that could fly, and none of them seemed to have a vigorous soul.

If you have a soul that is stronger than it, at least you have to be bigger than it, right?

It's a pity that the one with the strongest soul here wasn't the one with the soul impact. After the little zombie threw out the soul impact, he stood up and rushed forward, his armor turned into shoulder armor, and his shoulder hit the dracolich's neck.

The dracolich's neck was twisted at an incredible angle.

Negris shrunk his neck subconsciously, only to realize that he had no neck after shrinking. Its body was thrown in Beifeng City, and it was now in the form of a little yellow book.

If it were a living dragon, the neck would probably have been broken with this distortion.

The dracolich's neck was not broken, and it was wiggling to lift itself up.

A rod of an archangel with a holy light hammered on its head, hammering its head to the ground heavily.

"Aw~roar~" the dracolich roared in pain, trying to stand up on all fours, but found his body tense.

Turning his head to look, he saw a series of pale hand bones piercing through the ground at some point, trapping it tightly on the ground.

Negris was shocked: "Abyss of Bone! Didn't you say that you can't use Abyss of Bone?"

An Ge tilted his head: "No."

While talking, he continued to cast spells, and more hand bones came out of the ground continuously, clasping every scale on the dracolich's body.

It is indeed not the Abyss of Bones. The Abyss of Bones is an eight-level range of group magic. Ange's is a single body, and a magic spell summons a hand bone.

"Chambada, pervert, you have used single-body magic as group magic." Negris scolded excitedly.

The individual hand bones were abruptly used by An Ge as the Abyss of Bones, firmly controlling the dracolich on the ground.

The little angel carried the staff of the archangel, and hammered the dracolich repeatedly. The damage added by the holy power of light hit and burned its soul every time, wherever the hammer hit, it hurt.

The little zombie ran up, bumped into its cheek, jumped up, bumped into its cheek, swooped over, bumped into its cheek, and forced a crack into the dracolich's hard bone.

Satisfied, the little zombie turned around, ran up and hit its chest, boom! boom! boom!

Duroken resentfully put down some gold rods, and Anthony resentfully put down his scepter, they were no longer needed.

Duroken was even more surprised and said: "The soul attack of the little zombie just now was so violent. Is its soul so strong?"

"Of course, you don't know how many good things it has swallowed." Negris said angrily: "The two of them, plus the little ghost, swallowed so many good things, the soul looks so strong, you I thought its death breath shock wave was released casually."

Under Anger's three gang fights, the dracolich couldn't stand up again, and the counterattack was interrupted. The little angel hammered its soul into super pain. After beating for a while, the dracolich sent a painful soul message: "Don't hit Don't fight, I surrender, I surrender, I surrender, I surrender."

The little angel and the little zombie retreated back, leaving only Ange still casting spells. The bones in his hands continued to increase, and they were clasped together, tightly wrapped around the dracolich's body—a combined version of the bone cage.

The dracolich who got a respite said angrily: "Who are you? I am the dracolich Gadrigo under the chairman of the Undead Council Gust. Who are you?"

Anthony stood up and asked with a smile, "Gadrigo? Do you remember what happened?"

"What happened?" Anthony's question immediately evoked Gadrigo's memories, and he quickly remembered that he threw himself at an airship, and then the death ball on it exploded, and he didn't know anything.

"Did I get knocked out?" Leo Drigo asked.

"Dead," Anthony said.

"Impossible, I'm dead, so who is talking to you now? Don't be kidding, it's not funny at all." Gadrigo said angrily.

Anthony turned to Ange and saluted, "My lord."

Ange nodded: "Oh!"

The little angel was so excited, he swung the archangel's staff, and beat Gadrigo again, making him scream again and again.

The holy power of light and the breath of death restrain each other. Similarly, the damage caused directly reaches the soul. No matter how hard Gadrigo's flesh is, the soul is in pain.

Gadrigo finally understood his situation, and wailed quickly: "It's funny, it's so funny, please be more joking, don't hit me, don't hit me."

The questioning started again, and Anthony said: "You can look at your heart, and then feel the soul connection."

Gadrigo turned his mind to the body, saw the phylactery inlaid on the heart, and then sensed the soul connection, and found that all the soul connections were broken, whether it was with the master, or the subordinates and it, all interrupted.

Gadrigo was a little dubious: "I'm really dead?"

Anthony nodded.

"You resurrected me through the phylactery? How is it possible? How can there be a phylactery suitable for me? Even if there is, it will be too late to install the phylactery after I am dead. Even if it is too late, the phylactery will not be able to cut off the soul connection. "Gadrigo didn't believe Anthony's nonsense at all.

Because the rebirth of the phylactery has many defects, such as not being as big as Gadrigo, it cannot fit its heart, so the dracolich does not have a phylactery.

Even if reborn with the phylactery, it is impossible to break the soul connection, because the phylactery also has a soul connection, even if the main soul dissipates, the soul connection of the phylactery is still maintained.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible for people with soul connections to escape the control of the master's soul through this method?

"Believe it or not, this is the truth, my lord, make it sober." Anthony turned and saluted Anger again.

The little angel enthusiastically went up to beat it up again. The size of the dracolich has the advantage of being big, and the little angel likes such a sandbag so much.

Well, another beating for Gadrigo who 'believed' Anthony's nonsense.

"So, we saved your life," Anthony said.

"Yes yes yes, thank you for saving my life, I will definitely repay you, let me go now, and I will give you all the property at home when I go back." Gadrigo said flatteringly.

Anthony smiled: "Do you think I look like a fool? My lord."

Got beaten up again.

Insincere attitude, beating, smacking, beating, not being true, beating, covering up hesitation, beating, after repeating this, Gadrigo is about to be beaten out of post-traumatic stress disorder.

And Anthony is like carrying a soul scan, its psychological changes can hardly escape Anthony's eyes, and he confides all the questions Anthony wants to know, and some memories that he didn't ask and racked his brains.

Negris saw half of it, and said in a daze: "I know why the old magic stick doesn't like to use Soul Search anymore. Soul Search really can't find such coherent information."

Undead creatures can search the opponent's memory through the soul of the enemy, but Negris found that Anthony rarely used this method, and he would rather waste time and effort to torture the enemy.

Duroken nodded and said: "Torture is more suitable for Anthony, you can't, because he has enough ability to judge whether the other party's answer is true or not, and he also has enough skills to induce more information."

Soul search has limitations, it requires the integrity of the soul, and the memories found are all fragments, the closer the distance, the clearer the memory.

This leads to a problem, the enemy's memory of bleeding gums when he brushed his teeth this morning is more vivid than when he ascended the throne years ago.

Therefore, a large number of useless memories will be found, and they are all fragmented. It needs to be sorted out to form a complete context.

In case of lack of some key information, the harm of incomplete context is sometimes more serious than not knowing anything.

For example, getting to know a beautiful woman - sending flowers - eating - listening to an opera - going to a tavern, this is a complete context.

However, Soul Search may miss the middle step and become acquainted with beautiful women-going to the tavern, if it is followed, it will easily become an accident.

Moreover, there is only one chance to search for the soul. After the soul dissipates, there is no possibility of digging it up again, but the torture can be repeated endlessly.

Gadrigo wailed in pain: "I have answered this question for the fourth time, why do you still ask?!"

"The second time you said it was twenty, but the fourth time you said nineteen, how many are there?" Anthony said.

Gadrigo replied: "Twenty of them, but only nineteen did it. Gust suggested... Gust didn't do anything, and he disappeared halfway, and he didn't know where he went."

"Okay, next question, what's the status of the warlock ladder in Dongnai Peninsula?" Anthony asked.

"The tree is still there, we can't drive it, we can't start it, but those rings are gone, and the airships flew away one by one." Gadrigo said painfully: "You are asking this question for the second time."

"Okay, next question, when did the Temple of the Undead collapse?" Anthony asked.

"How do I know?!" Gadrigo was so irritated by the jumpiness of the question. He was obviously still asking about the warlock ladder just now, but he suddenly turned to the Temple of the Undead. How would he know when the Temple of the Undying collapsed?

Anthony turned around and saluted: "My lord."

"Don't don't, let me think about it, I think about it, it should be sixteen years ago. I remember that Gust's mood suddenly became very good during that time. Everyone said in private that it was because the Temple of the Undead collapsed. In this way, The only thing that has symbolic significance is the Undead Council, and I really don’t understand why Gust cares so much about a broken temple.” Gadrigo racked his brains to recall.

The advantages of torture can be shown here, even if the memory is not clear, it can be recalled hard.

"Sixteen years ago? Why did I hear the news ten years ago? You lied to me?" Anthony guessed the reason as soon as he rolled his eyes, but he still asked knowingly.

"You heard the news from humans, right? It really takes a few years for the news after the death line to reach humans." Gadrigo said.

Anthony guessed that this was the reason, so he didn't go into details, and turned to the next question: "Next question, what does dead line mean?"

"You come again, I don't believe that you don't know what the dead line means. Is it interesting that you keep asking this kind of thing that everyone knows?" Gadrigo wailed.

Anthony smiled and turned to salute.

"Don't, don't, I said, the dead line is the line that the warlock's starburst can't reach. Our plane is a circle, and the starburst magic circle hangs in the sky, so there is no way to hit the ball. On the other side, it will be blocked by the plane, and behind the line that the star blast cannot reach is the kingdom of the dead, so it is called the dead line." Gadrigo said.

Negris suddenly realized that the Undead Empire is called the Dead Line, but the Warrior Union calls it the Star Line. It turns out that it refers to the circle tangent line between the Starburst Circle and the plane?

After the dead line, the Starburst Array cannot directly bombard the targets on the ground, it will be blocked by the plane itself, and the undead empire shrinks to that side, and all important buildings are built there, so that the Starburst Array will not be afraid bombarded.

At the same time, this also made the hearts of Negris sink, because it means that the Starburst Array has other attack methods besides the 'Starburst'.

Anthony interspersed some common sense questions that everyone on this plane should know, and interspersed them with other questions. Gadrigo, who was annoyed by the questions, only thought it was a way of questioning, and never thought that Anthony was really do not know.

While the torture was in progress, Lockes suddenly ran in: "Master, you may want to come out and take a look. There are a lot of crows flying in the sky. I think it's a little weird."

"Crow? Hey, you're finished, it's the banshee of Ermeng." Gadrigo laughed strangely.

"It's over? Why do you say that?" Anthony asked leisurely.

"The banshee can search every corner, as long as she knows that there may be light hidden here... believers, she will search and always find you, hehehe." Gadrigo said.

Anthony's face was shocked: "Lightning dog? Where is the bright lackey? Where is it? Have you seen it?" As he asked, black energy gushed out from his body, and the armor quickly melted into a soul armor.

Duroken stared wide-eyed, pretending to be stupid: "No, I didn't see it, what kind of lackey? Let me see."

While talking, he changed into his golden suit, but the armor on his face turned into a soul armor mask, which seemed to be filled with lifelessness.

Ange tilted his head and offered the scarecrow's coir raincoat soul armor.

The little zombie sacrificed his soul armor, and the little angel took a deep breath, and the holy power of light on his body was completely suppressed, and no one could see the appearance of a half-light running dog from a fresh and tender little loli.

Gadrigo's eyes widened and his jaw dropped to the floor.

"By the way, take out its soul and throw its body into God's Domain, otherwise people will know it is the corpse we picked up when they see it." Anthony said.

Ange ran over and whipped. Gadrigo wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't resist at all, so he was pulled out. This person's soul is stronger than the one that hit it just now.

God, what kind of monsters are these? Having such a strong soul while possessing the holy power of light?

The body of the dracolich was thrown into the domain of the gods, and all the holy mushrooms outside were put away, and all traces of light were wiped away. The place that was still bright just now became peaceful and lifeless in a blink of an eye...

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