Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Anger dragged the Lord of Terror who had turned into a lava giant to the wasteland outside the forest.

The Lord of Terror was still in a daze, not knowing what happened, but Negris was already laughing like crazy: "What's wrong with it? It's called erupting volcanic ash? You wait for the fertile field."

Fertile field? The Lord of Terror looked at Ange in confusion.

Anger gestured: "Eruption, volcanic ash."

The Lord of Terror finally understood what Ange wanted to make it do, and immediately turned to Negris and said, "Master Nagris, I found that your translation is the most correct, I should call it 'a black smoke ring flaming in a stone' .”

"Haha, it's late, you are now volcanic ash." Negris smiled gloatingly.

Anger has always had a headache on how to improve the desert soil on a large scale. It is of course the best to capture Hemel, whose fertilizing effect is first-rate.

But Hemel needs a lot of organic matter to feed it. Now the things Anger planted are not growing well, and there are not so many rotten vegetables, leaves, straws and straws to feed him, so Hemel can't exert any effect.

If there is no worm god, then use volcanic ash. The desert soil environment is more suitable for volcanic ash. It would be a waste to let Hemel come.

Seeing that Ange was not joking, the Lord of Terror said reluctantly, "I am the Lord of Terror. I am very good at scaring people. Do you really want to spew volcanic ash?"

Angle nodded.

The Lord of Terror sighed, and a puff of black smoke spewed out from the gaps in his body, turning into ashes and sprinkled on the wasteland.

Ange wiped it with his hand and rubbed it with his fingertips. Well, it's a good fertilizer.

Pointing to the distance, Ange said, "Go."

The Lord of Terror was about to cry: "I... I am a demon lord, with the power of fear, harvest, contract, and bribe, and you let me spray ashes... I am so miserable, I regret it."

Looking back at Ange, he found that Ange's hand was pointing firmly into the distance.

Uh, it's useless to pretend to be pitiful, the Lord of Terror resigned to his fate, sighed, and a scorching wind blew onto the wasteland.

As it took a step forward, the organic matter in the sand seemed to be pulled out of the soil by an invisible hand, turned into ashes and sprinkled on the ground, step by step, the place it passed was covered with ashes all over the ground.

Back at the water pool, Aishani and Enkexi, who had been waiting a little anxiously, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked curiously, "Where's that demon lord just now?"

"The fat field is gone, are you ready?" Negris gloated.

"Ready, ready." Aishani responded quickly, but a big question mark appeared in her heart: Feitian? The demon was killed and buried in the ground? No, the corpse of a demon will not fertilize the field, it will only pollute the soil.

Maybe she wanted to explode her head, but she didn't expect to blow ash from the volcano, but she didn't have time to pay attention to it, because she was about to witness a miracle with her own eyes.

Before that, Negris asked: "By the way, what age do you intend to stay in the cultivated body?"

Aishani froze for a moment: "Can you choose?"

"Of course, the younger you are, the less material you have," Negris said.

Aishani hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Three years old?"

"..." There was a speechless silence, and Negris said: "The age is too young to carry the consciousness, so we must choose those who are over sixteen years old."

"That's sixteen years old." Aishani said immediately.

Negris complained speechlessly: "Very well, you can be sisters with Enkexi's granddaughter, she is also sixteen years old."

Aishani and Enkexi had strange expressions on their faces.

Ange took a drop of Aishani's blood and dropped it into the nutrient solution, and then started to cultivate. The blood turned into a piece of meat, and the piece of meat turned into an embryo, and the embryo grew up slowly.

This is actually a very impactful scene. Even an atheist mage and warlock, seeing this scene, can't help but feel weak legs and pray to God.

Aishani put her hands together and muttered: "God of Fire, please have mercy..."

"Libra Libra, this is the God of Libra. You are praying to the God of Fire in front of us. This is blasphemy. Do you want to fight?" Negris poked her and said.

"Oh, God of Libra, please have mercy on your pious believers, I wish..." Aishani hurriedly changed her partner.

There is no doubt that a magician has extremely firm spiritual beliefs. A magician who can stand up to more than a dozen general believers, Ange feels that there is a steady stream of soul flames being sent over, saving him a lot of effort.

If Silver Coin finds out about it, it will definitely be a hit, use your soul flame to cultivate your body, and then sell it to you...

In this way, it took a day and a night, and the body of a girl about sixteen appeared in the nutrient solution.

Only Angnegris and Aishani were left present. After the body was formed, Aishani drove Enkexi out. At this moment, as the only human being, she touched the girl's body and was excited. A little out of breath: "Come on, I can't wait."

Consciousness transfer is actually Anthony's forte, but who makes Ange his master? He will, and Ange will naturally do it. Moreover, relying on strong mental power, it is easier for Ange to carry out consciousness transfer, and the success rate is also higher. high.

Aishani's consciousness was introduced into the new body, in the nutrient solution, the girl suddenly turned over and sat up, coughing violently, coughing up all the nutrient solution in her lungs.

After finally recovering, she raised her head and saw a dragon's face, which made her put her hands on her chest in fright.

Negris curled his lips: "Don't cover it, I've been watching here all day, if you want to cover it, you should also cover your face, how is it? How do you feel? Are you dizzy? Are you sleepy? Do you have a bad temper and want to lose control? ? None, that's good, you can go."

Blindfolded again, she left the God of Life, and then teleported away, until the moment she took off the blindfold, she didn't know where she went.

Everything seemed like a dream, except for the bright eyes, abundant energy, smooth skin, and the elasticity that protruded from the back, all of which indicated that everything had changed, as if I had really been reborn.

"Little Enkexi, is it true? Have I really become younger?" Ashani asked in disbelief.

Enkexi smiled, and said coldly, "Look for yourself." He handed over a mirror.

In the mirror, there was a young, beautiful, youthful and fair girl with no bags under the eyes, no sagging cheeks, and no enlarged head shape. No matter which angle it was, it was perfect.

God, is this me?

"Little Enkexi, is this really me?" Aishani pointed at herself in the mirror.

Enkexi said: "Yes, it's really you. With your current appearance, you should stop calling me little Enkexi and call me uncle."

"You look younger than my granddaughter now, I don't know how to face you anymore."

...

Friends of friends are infinite, and the reputation of the God of Libra has gradually spread through word of mouth between Aishani and Enkexi.

All the powerful people who have regained their lives and become younger have all said to the outside world that they only went for beauty treatment, so they became younger. If you want to go for beauty treatment, you can go to the warlock ladder and find the great priest Monica.

Priest Monica's beauty business has been launched to the outside world. After all, the Warlock Alliance also wants to buy people's hearts.

This kind of divine art that can make people look younger is very popular in the Warlock Alliance, and some places are provided to those famous people on the ground, which can gain their strong favor.

At this critical juncture of competing for the hearts of the people, the favor of famous people is very important, and they can decide whether to sell the grain to the Warlock Alliance after the crops mature in a few months.

"It turned out that Anthony's plan was waiting here, and he got it back." Negris had to be convinced.

"Yes, Master Anthony's layout is very powerful. Some irrelevant layouts are not related until they are related. Now Master Anthony has asked me to post the news of 'someone can repair the warlock ladder' through the line of the business system. Going out, I received dozens of consultation messages in one day." Yin Coin said with emotion.

"It's probably planned to sell the warlock ladder to the undead empire. Forget it, leave him alone, what are you doing here?" Negris asked.

"Oh, two things. The materials for the construction of the teleportation array are ready. The second thing is that the Plane Mage Conference is about to start. I received a message that the Thunder Titan was invited to the Mage Conference. Didn't you let me pay attention? Any news about the Titans? They may participate, but I can't get an invitation." Silver Coin said.

"Need an invitation letter? You can't even get it?" Negris was surprised: "Forget it, if you can't get it, don't go..."

Because the Thunder Titan once sent a message to the dwarves on the main plane, telling them to pay attention to the storm of faith, and said that the thunder would return eventually, so Negris always wanted to ask them what was going on.

But there has been no news of the Thunder Titans, and they don't know where they are, as if they disappeared out of thin air, but they suddenly appeared now.

But Negris no longer has the interest he had at the beginning, so he still needs an invitation letter? It's so troublesome, I don't want to go, anyway, according to this situation, it is estimated that Anthony will annex this plane in a short time, and the Titan will really have to "return".

But before it could finish speaking, Luther walked back with two scrolls in his hands: "Master Naig, Mr. Silver Coin, good morning."

"Well, you're so tall, where are you wandering off tonight?" Negris scolded.

It's really boring to stay in the pool of life. How can Luthor stay there? He ran away early and disappeared. He is a high-level sword master, so don't worry about him being at a disadvantage, so Negris doesn't bother to care about him.

"Hey, Lutia said that there are a few sword skills that I can't use, let me give some pointers." Luthor said shyly.

"Lutishia? You?" Negris looked at Luther suspiciously, calling so intimately? There is an inside story.

"Oh, Lord Naig, where are you thinking? Her strength will only affect the speed of my sword. Don't think about it." Luther quickly covered it up.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, you can get out." Negris waved his hand in disgust.

"Okay, by the way, Enkexi asked me to pass it on to your lord. It's an invitation to the Magician Conference. It's anonymous. If you need it, you can join in the fun." Luthor handed over the two scrolls in his hand. .

Holding the scroll, Negris and the silver coins looked at each other in blank dismay: "I really want to get what I want, and I can't justify it if I don't."

Turning his head and looking not far away, Ange was stretching his hand into the dimensional space, concentrating on planting vegetables. Negris suddenly had a headache, why did he call this dead skeleton and let him go out to play?

Anger is now obsessed with the dimensional space, which is a brand new space, everything is new, there are no buildings in the Dormition Palace, and all places can be turned into farmland. He is now trying to plan the space terrain.

When Negris was having a headache, Ange suddenly raised his head, glanced in a certain direction, then suddenly came to his senses, and ran out of the valley.

Hulala, the little angel and the little zombie followed quickly. Negris, Luther, Yinbi and the big cat were stunned for a moment, and then quickly chased after them. Don't think about it, someone must be calling for help.

...

In a wasteland dozens of kilometers away, a lava giant was being besieged by a dozen swordsmen. They kept wandering around, keeping a safe distance, and then went up to strike at the right time.

Outside the circle, a magician stood on a flying car, waving his staff. As he cast spells, the surrounding humidity increased, and water mist soon condensed, continuously pouring on the lava giant. Wrap around.

While casting the spell, the magician still had the energy to say in surprise: "It's strange, why is there a lava giant in this desert? Did we land on the wrong shore? Is this the North Wind Desert?"

A swordsman follower behind him held a big sword in both hands, and said calmly: "That's right, north of the Beifeng Mountain Range, there is the Beifeng Desert."

"Then why are there lava giants here? Geological changes here, volcanoes have appeared?" the mage asked suspiciously, there is no lava, where can there be lava giants.

Although the lava on this lava giant was 'dying', as if it was going to be extinguished at any time, and it was spewing ashes all the way, and he didn't know what disease he had, but this was the lava giant.

The swordsman said calmly, "I don't know."

"Why don't you know anything? Forget it, let me ask it. Hey, lava giant, why are you here? Are you lost?" the magician asked loudly.

The lava giant made a simple and honest voice: "I'm lost, don't kill me, I want to go home."

"Oh, okay, okay, I won't kill you, everyone should be gentle and catch the living." The mage agreed, and raised his voice to tell the followers.

The lava giant said naively: "Don't hit me, kill you."

He waved his fist indiscriminately, but he couldn't hit the nimble swordsman.

"Why is this lava giant so stupid? It's a waste of such a big man." The swordsmen still had time to chat while they were fighting.

"Aren't all lava giants like this, low-level demons are like this, only those high-level demons, monarchs and the like, are particularly cunning." Another swordsman responded.

"Be careful, don't chop it up, I want to use its heart to sacrifice to..." the magician stopped suddenly when he said this, and turned his head to look to the east, because his wizard's eyes saw many people walking around. Approach quickly.

The lava giant also seemed to sense that someone was approaching. It suddenly straightened its waist, and its figure suddenly became taller. The lava that was almost extinguished on its body suddenly became scorching hot, illuminating the night sky

At the same time, the lava giant shouted: "My lord, come and catch them, I feel that there are good things in their team."

Click! This lava giant is not stupid at all, it has been playing stupid, it is too cunning, it was fooled!

Thank you Hua Lianxia, ​​Tingshuke 7, for your tip.