Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The woman was dumbfounded throughout the whole process, because what happened was beyond her understanding.

The soul ring prevents her from using magic power, and her physical disability makes her a disabled person. These are all within her understanding, but why can the first-level dispel magic dispel her magic power? Why can empty hands penetrate her shield?

What is this person pinching his mouth and ears for? Is he a psychopath who takes pleasure in seeing other people's wounds? Why is it getting louder and louder? Why am I a little dizzy? Why does the recliner seem crooked?

A series of questions, coupled with the powerlessness of being manipulated by others, made the woman more and more troubled, and finally made her explode: "Let me go!"

As soon as the voice came out, the woman was struck by lightning.

"I... I... ho..." I... I can actually make a sound? The woman moved her mouth subconsciously, and immediately felt that there was something in her mouth that didn't exist.

She couldn't help stretching it out, her eyes looked down, and she saw a pink and tender tongue.

This is the tongue? This is my tongue? Why are you so tender?

The ones that have just grown out are of course tender.

The woman tried clumsily to lick her gums. It had been a while since she had lost her tongue, and she had forgotten how to use it.

The teeth slid across her tongue clearly and distinctly, telling her clearly that the tongue had grown.

"I...I..." The woman trembled with excitement, and turned to look at Ange.

Ange, who had already let go of her, tilted his head with a puzzled expression, wondering what the woman was 'me' about.

But the woman was already shocked by another thing, because she found that she could hear her own voice, which was a very strange experience, so she didn't realize it until now.

She lost her hearing due to an accident when she was young, and she has not heard the sound for many years. After becoming a magician, because of the assistance of various magic, she has no hearing and does not affect her life, so she gradually got used to it. .

Now that she heard the sound, she was not used to it. The whole world became three-dimensional, and she had a stronger sense of space. That's why she felt a little dizzy, wondering if the recliner was crooked.

Are your ears okay? Not a hallucination? How could it be possible, but she had consulted countless therapists, and all of them told her that unless a miracle happened, it was impossible for her eardrum and tongue to recover.

"I...I...I..." The woman stuttered for a long time, and 'I' couldn't come up with a reason.

Negris felt uncomfortable, and asked following her words: "What's your name?"

"Grey...Bulder, my name is Ge...Grey." The woman's words seemed to have found a grip, and they poured out immediately, but they were a little sluggish.

"Oh, Gray, why are you here? Why are you so badly hurt? Are you evil?" Negris asked.

Gray listened intently to every sound of Negris, and finally understood it. Even though she could write every word, she had lost her hearing for too long, so she couldn't remember the pronunciation of every word, so she needed to listen carefully.

After hearing it clearly, Gray had a puzzled look on his face: "You don't know me? Have you never heard of my name? Gray Bullard, haven't you heard of me?"

Negris said inexplicably: "Why should I have heard of your name? Are you famous?"

"Grey Boulder, truth denier Gray Bould, haven't real people heard of it?" Gray asked again.

Luther let out an exclamation: "Wow!"

Everyone turned to look at him.

Luthor quickly said: "This nickname is very cool, isn't it, truth denier, with my dragon pattern steel core... Ouch"

Before he could finish his sentence, it was the big cat who jumped over and slapped him on the head.

Gray Bullard was sure that these people didn't know her, so they weren't here to save her.

"So, you just happened to meet Ola Roxter and saved me?" Gray asked with a strange expression, feeling extremely absurd in his heart.

Negris shook his head: "It just happened to be a coincidence. That guy met our companion and wanted to steal its heart, so we killed him. As for saving you? I'm not sure yet. Are you a good guy or a bad guy? Are you a good guy? Just save it, if not, kill it."

Gray's eyes were puzzled, as if he heard some incredible words: "Good guy? Bad guy? Such a childish division?"

"Naive?" Negris scratched his head: "Let me put it another way, good, lawful, neutral, good and lawful, neutral and lawful, good neutral camp, we save, chaotic evil camp, we kill , isn’t that childish?”

Not childish... Because Gray is already confused, is there such a complicated division method? She never heard of it.

"I...I..." She didn't know how to answer to show that she was not so ignorant: "I just want to ask, whether it's good or bad, what should I do?"

"Neither good nor bad? That's neutrality. Do you kill people indiscriminately? Do you destroy roads? Burn fields? Do you follow the rules?" Negris then asked.

Gray shook his head, shook his head, shook his head, shook his head.

"That means not killing people indiscriminately, not destroying roads and not burning fields, but also not obeying the rules. It is chaotic and neutral. It is very difficult for us to do this." Negris said awkwardly.

Grey's head was about to explode. She never imagined that a good person and a bad person could draw so many distinctions. She actually just wanted to ridicule that it is too naive to distinguish between good and bad people, not for academic discussion!

But Negris misunderstood her meaning, and said: "Is it okay to divide it like this? Then it has to be divided according to the form of life. If divided according to the form of life, it can be divided into life races, undead creatures, elemental creatures, and undead creatures. The undead in it can be subdivided into..."

Gray exploded, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he roared ferociously: "I'm not here for academic discussions, even if I'm chaotic and evil, you can't kill me! I'm denying the truth..."

While roaring, Gray's magic power exploded, blasting a shield, and countless elements gathered towards her.

The same scene happened, An Ge inserted with one hand, piercing through the world exploded her shield, grabbed her neck with one hand, and then dispersed, dispersed, dispersed.

The steady stream of first-level dispersals dissipated Grey's magic power.

Negris frowned and said: "Her magic power is so strong, the instantaneous strength is estimated to have reached the level of truth, not much worse than Di Luni, she will lose control inexplicably, is this sick? Mental illness?"

Ange nodded: "Two consciousnesses."

"Two consciousnesses?!" Negris was shocked: "There are two consciousnesses in her body? Dual personality?"

Angus nodded.

Gray's face was ashen at first, because she realized that the strength she was proud of was nothing in front of Ange.

Exploding her shield with bare hands, even though it was released hastily, it is not easy for ordinary people to blow up, but An Ge did it easily, his hands seem to have some special destructive power.

It would be fine if it was just to blow up her shield. The Juggernaut can do it at this distance. What makes Gray desperate is Ang's terrifying casting speed, which can instantly cast at least twenty level-1 dispersal spells per second. At this terrifying speed, she couldn't even gather her magic power.

However, when she heard Negris' words later, her whole heart was agitated. She really felt that there seemed to be another self in her body, which often made her do uncontrollable things.

But she had never told anyone about this kind of thing, and this man actually saw it, and this brass dragon even said a term that she had never heard before—dual personality?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be right. The other self in the body is very irritable, completely different from my own personality, but when the other self has the upper hand, I can explode with stronger strength.

"Is this a disease? Is there a cure?" Gray asked eagerly.

"Health? It should be there. Go back and ask Anthony to ask, and put it on now." Negris picked up the forbidden soul ring that Ang had crushed from the ground, took out a little gold rod, and quickly put it on where it was crushed. well restored.

Gray couldn't help opening her mouth. She is a denier of truth, a very powerful magician, and she has her own nickname. She can be regarded as the kind who is well-informed and knowledgeable. It was beyond her cognition.

A stick that can restore a broken thing with a click? Has alchemist's technology developed to this point?

Negris put the soul ring back on her neck. She had already exploded twice. For this kind of guy who is easy to lose control, it is better to lock it up first and let's talk about it after it is cured.

Then An Ge picked her up, held the broken part of her arm, and cut off the stubble with a hand.

Gray's eyeballs were rounded: "Why did you kill me?"

As soon as she said the words, she couldn't help being shocked. Why did she ask such a question? Shouldn't it be the first time to scream? She is usually afraid of pain.

But... no pain, although it should be painful to see the flesh and bones exposed in the cut off place, but she didn't feel the pain, as if the arm was not her own.

Ange dripped the essence, and then pressed it down with a holy light.

What shocked Grey even more was that the granulation sprouts grew wildly on the section of fresh flesh, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. It didn't take long for a white and tender arm to appear in front of her eyes.

Gray moved his palm in disbelief, watching her bend and stretch in front of his eyes, and then suddenly reached into his mouth and took a hard bite.

Although the pain made her burst into tears, she laughed happily: "Hand...hand, it's a real hand, not an illusion, not a phantom limb, it's a real hand, you gave me a real hand. "

"A phantom limb? What is a phantom limb?" Negris asked curiously.

Gray responded excitedly: "During the period when I lost my limbs, I often felt pain in my fingers and toes, but they had been cut off there, and it seemed that the limbs that existed in my fantasy were hurting. I wanted to apply medicine to them. Neither can."

"Is there such a thing? Okay, I remember, phantom limb." Negris murmured suddenly.

As they talked, Angle had healed a second arm, followed by legs.

Gray watched her hands and feet grow back in a daze, her mind went blank, she didn't know what to think, she thought that she would be a useless person for the rest of her life, unable to hear or speak, no one to wait on her and even had to poop on her body.

But now, in less than half an hour, everything came back. When she trembled and stepped on the carpet with her newly grown feet, hot tears couldn't help gushing from her eyes.

"You...are you a god?" Gray looked at Ange and asked tremblingly.

Angus nodded.

"What... what god?" Gray asked.

Ange stretched out his fingers to break, immortality, planting, beauty, scales, knowledge... so long...

Anger's actions misunderstood her, and Gray said seriously: "Whether you are a god or not, you have saved me and brought me back to life. You are my God of Hope."

A ball of soul flame was thrown into An Ge's soul, and a special symbol formed there. But it didn't end there, I saw a group of flaming sparks appearing in front of Ange.

"Hiss - letter fire? You lit a letter fire? Shambada, what are you kidding?" Negris exclaimed.

...

The cabin door slammed open, and Negris squeezed out, then pointed to Grey, who followed behind, and said to the Lord of Terror: "You said there are good things, are you referring to her? Even if you passed the test, she still Really 'good stuff'."

The Lord of Terror looked at Gray, then at Negris, and shook his head.

"What do you mean by shaking your head? It's not her?" Negris was surprised, there was something on the flying car?

The Lord of Terror sneered, "What good is a thin female slave? An embryonic dragon that has never seen the world."

Gray's eyes turned red, and she was about to attack again. With a pop, the forbidden soul ring was activated, cutting off her perception and making her freeze in place, but the forbidden ring itself also emitted some heat.

Negris clicked his tongue: "No wonder I want to treat you like this, the soul ring can't stop you at all, I have to find Anthony quickly to cure your problem."

"Then where do you say that thing is?" Negris asked.

After everyone got out of the car, the Lord of Terror lifted the car, pointed to a red hole on the chassis and said, "It should be here."

"Then go back and dismantle it, let Duroken dismantle it, so as not to damage the flying car. This flying car is quite luxurious, and it can be used when going out in the future." Negris said, and then called everyone to go up.

The Lord of Terror rubbed his hands, and said flatteringly, "Master, do you like this gift? I changed my name to Black Smoke Circle, can I stop going to the Fertilizer Field?"

Gray looked at Ange in surprise again. This lava giant is obviously a very powerful demon, but he speaks in such a humble tone. Is this Ange terrible?

Ange nodded helplessly, it's really not good, Hemel is still obedient.

"Whoo hoo." The Lord of Terror didn't realize that he had lost his 'favor'. With a cheer, the flames on his body were quickly extinguished, and the flowing lava cooled down rapidly, peeling off layer by layer. It still disliked that it was too slow, so it stretched out its hands to scratch.

Soon all the rock shells on his body fell off, revealing a half-meter-tall little devil, who nimbly climbed onto the speeding car.

"Is this your original form?" Negris asked curiously.

The Lord of Terror shook his head: "How is it possible, how could I expose my true form? I pretended so that others would not notice me and would attack you, the fat dragon first."

Negris started the flying car and flew home, and when the speed was up, he pulled hard, pulling the Lord of Terror out of the flying car: "You run back."

...

The speed of the luxury flying car is not slow, and it will soon return to the vicinity of the God of Life. After receiving the news, Duroken greets him, and first checks whether the flying car has a magic circle such as tracking and positioning, and then lets it drive into the forest.

In the forest, the general tracking and positioning magic circle and the like will not work. As long as necessary, the God of Life can block all signals.

The silver coins took out all the materials for the construction of the teleportation array, and Duroken quickly built it. With sufficient materials, with the help of some gold rods, Duroken could quickly complete the construction of a teleportation array.

Two hours later, the teleportation array was completed, activated, tested, and after there was no problem, Anthony teleported over.

"Your Excellency lit another fire? What kind of fire? Who lit it?" Anthony asked in surprise.

After some explanations, Anthony was also shocked: "Dual personality? A truth denier? So amazing? Let me see."

Gray stood in the distance, although she couldn't hear what everyone said, but from the look she turned from time to time, she knew that everyone was talking about her, and she couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

After Anthony walked towards her, she stared at him even more vigilantly.

Anthony said kindly: "Don't be nervous, I'll check you up, you'll be fine, take it easy."

I don't know what magic power Anthony's voice has. After listening to it, Gray really calmed down a lot, but the other she in her heart is just about to move.

"Can you let the other you out?" Anthony asked kindly while untying the soul ring.

Gray shook her head: "No, I can't control it."

"Oh, so when is she coming out?" Anthony asked.

"Angry, a time of despair," Gray said.

"Are you angry?" Anthony muttered a few words, and then his tone changed: "You stupid, lazy, cowardly, ￥ # %\u0026amp;￥ # ..." A series of vicious swear words sprayed from Anthony's mouth come out.

His speech was fast and fluent, and his content was rich and vicious, surpassing that of lightning, and everyone who heard it was stunned.

Gray was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable that the kind and friendly middle-aged handsome guy just now would suddenly swear, and when she realized it, her eyes turned red and she burst out angrily: "Go..."

Before she could finish speaking, Anthony's fingers were pressed against her temples. She felt her thoughts froze, and her mind went blank. Then she watched Anthony approach her ear, mumbling something What.

Gray couldn't think, and let those mutterings print in her mind one by one. At this moment, her only thought was: Can I even defeat Lord Ange's men?

After a while, Gray tilted his head and passed out.

Anthony withdrew his fingers tiredly and returned to Anger.

Ange dug out a bottle of nutrient solution and a dried beet.

Anthony took it, ate a few mouthfuls, and then said: "Master Naig, this is not a mental illness. Do you remember Shamara?"

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