Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Anthony flicked his fingers, and a bit of fluorescent light floated towards the little dragon, and sank into his clothes. Everyone watched him climb to the top of the cave and leave through the crack at the end of the rope.

Negris asked suspiciously, "What did you play on him?"

Anthony smiled: "A small blessing."

"Then he is lucky, what's the use of getting the 'pope's blessing'?" Negris asked curiously.

"If it's of any use, I'll seal a cleansing technique on him, and it will explode when his life is dying, just to heal him." Anthony said.

"...It turns out that the blessing of your Illuminati Church is such a thing. I thought there was really some kind of divine protection." Negris complained in disappointment.

Anthony smiled and said, "This is divine protection. I'm a demigod now. Don't treat the demigod as a god. Our Guangming Church won't be so troublesome."

"In the past, I always arranged some activities to bless a few devout rich people in public, and then let Polk follow him, and quietly helped him solve the troubles, making him think that the blessings worked, and came back the next day to donate. It's such a hassle."

Negris said depressingly: "I now know how you became the archbishop... If only I had known you earlier, my temple of knowledge would be saved."

Anthony froze for a moment, then shook his head desperately: "No, no, no, the Lord God is too good to be saved."

"Pfft—I'll strangle you!!!" Negris roared.

After arguing for a while, everyone finally turned their attention back to Abuke. Anthony said: "You are sealed here and cannot leave, so what you know is actually read to you by this dragon clan when it sacrifices to you." Did you hear me?"

Abuke condensed the phantom of the dragon's head, and nodded silently.

"I know why you are so reckless. I guess they taught you that you don't cast spells, you don't sneak, minions are weapons, and scales are armor. Tsk tsk tsk, you are an undead dragon soul." Negris said.

Duroken interrupted: "I remember it was 'scales are defense'."

Negris, who was being corrected, finally couldn't bear it any longer. The Brass Book flew up from Ange's hand, and when he opened the pages, he slapped Duroken's head: "Make up the number of words, right?"

Abuke watched their squabbles, and suddenly sighed: "You two have such a good relationship, and getting along is very lively, unlike my place, which is too deserted."

"Huh? Explain in detail? How can you be so calm?" Anthony stood up calmly, pushing the two fighting guys back.

He heard a desire to confide in the dragon soul's sigh, so he quickly took the opportunity to induce it. It's rare, since he was beaten, this dragon soul has a strong mentality of rejecting them. It sucks there.

Anthony had ridiculed him for being a lizard in a cage before, trying to stimulate him to see if he could ask something, but he didn't expect the effect to be very small. On the contrary, this kind of slapstick made him want to talk, and Anthony immediately knew where to start Started.

Abuke sighed again, and said leisurely: "I am sealed here, and my soul cannot leave the range of hundreds of meters from the corpse. The place you can see is the area where I can move. There is no one who can talk here. Only These annoying wraiths..."

When Abuk was ignorant, he would often hear a voice: no spells, no stealth, minions are weapons, scales are armor... We are the great black dragon, we are the fearless dragon descendants...

He tried his best to 'look' in the direction of the sound, and saw some humanoid creatures, some big, some small, some young, they laid out sacrifices and sacrifices, and worshiped devoutly there.

I come here every once in a while, sometimes it’s a group of people, sometimes it’s one or two people, they are either offering sacrifices or talking. From their conversations, Abuke memorized many terms, but at that time, he didn’t understand What do these nouns stand for.

Until one day, those people came again, full of grief, holding a dead body.

Abuke recognized this corpse, it was the oldest one in the group, the one who would often come to worship him with one or two people, and these people called him Lord Priest.

A solemn sacrifice, these people pushed the priest's body into the abyss, shouting: "Let's go, return to the embrace of the Dragon God."

Abuke finally couldn't help his curiosity, he got out of the petrified dragon, and chased after the corpse that fell into the abyss.

The rest of the people seemed to have seen the traces of the dragon soul, and shouted in surprise: "Dragon God! Dragon God! Dragon God has manifested!"

At that time, Abuke was just a newly born soul. He didn't know what the dragon god was, and what the apparition was. He found the corpse that was pushed down at the bottom of the abyss, and his bones were broken.

A few days later, the corpse was reincarnated, and a soul was conceived in the corpse, but it couldn't move because of its broken bones and flesh, only its mouth could open and close.

So its mouth kept opening and closing, silently accusing those who pushed it down.

The ignorant Abuk has a new entertainment, "chatting" with this zombie that only has a movable mouth. This kind of chat is at the soul level, so Abuk receives many pictures, such as eating, sleeping, beating children, and going to bed ...

Year after year passed like this. Among the group of people, the young ones grew up, the old ones became old, and the old ones died.

The dead will be carried here, and pushed down into the abyss after the sacrifice. A few days later, there will be a zombie with its mouth open and closed, or after three to five months, there will be an extra skeleton, or a pile of broken bones.

Not all corpses give birth to souls.

Abuke has another person who can 'chat'.

After an unknown amount of time, Abuke looked at a pile of tattered undead creatures that could only move their mouths, and suddenly had an idea: How can they not be broken?

This is the first active thought that Abuk was born with. It is no longer a spirit body that moves by instinct, but an intelligent undead.

Since then, the pushed corpses have been caught by Abuk, and they are no longer broken into lumps. There are more and more movable undead creatures under the abyss.

In this way, year after year, Abuk grew into a powerful dragon soul. He firmly believed that he was a black dragon, with sharp minions and scales, and he did not cast spells or sneak, and went forward bravely.

And those who sacrificed to him are his minions, and in a sense they are also his relatives, because many of his cognitions and pictures come into contact with the souls of those corpses.

He has seen every bit of the ancestors of these dragon minions.

However, I don’t know when the number of people who came to worship became less and less. At the beginning, there were hundreds of people, and then gradually became dozens of people, and gradually became more than a dozen people, a few people, and one person. ...

Xiao Longmin has been the only one who has come to worship him in the past year. Last year he was accompanied by his mother, but this year he is the only one left.

"If he doesn't come in the future, will I be forgotten here?" Abuk said sadly.

"That's not true." Negris also said a little sadly: "We already know you, you will not be forgotten, anyway, we must outlive you, no one comes to worship you, no soul is sent Bury here, the breath of death will be exhausted, maybe you will perish in a few hundred years, don't be afraid."

"Uh, why am I even more scared when you say that, aren't undead creatures immortal?" Abuk asked.

"You think you are an undead creature now? Of course not. Undead creatures will also have their souls exhausted. If they are not nourished by the breath of death, they will perish in a few hundred years. You are a dragon soul. If your soul is stronger, you should be able to survive for thousands of years. "Negris complained.

"With no one worshiping, why have I lived here for thousands of years? It would be better to die long ago." Abuk murmured.

Anthony answered at the right time: "Then, do you want to be reincarnated as a Dragon Soul Warrior and use your minions to your heart's content?"

Abuke was silent for a while, and said hesitantly: "I think so, but you will definitely have some additional conditions. What do I need to pay?"

"Soul and loyalty." Anthony said with a smile.

"I knew it, but you are the Church of Light and the natural enemies of undead creatures. I have dedicated my soul and loyalty. Will you burn me on the stake?" Abuk asked hesitantly.

Negris curled his lips: "It's as if it can't be burned now."

"Hehe, we can also change our identities and accept your offering." Having said that, Anthony turned his head and shouted to Gray and the others in the distance: "Grey, take them out, we have a secret to talk about here."

"Okay." Gray took everyone out, and everyone cooperated very well, knowing that the secrets of important people should not be read casually, the more you see, the more dangerous it is.

After they left, soul flames surged from Anthony's body, and the armor melted onto his body, and an undead war horse with black air filled with red eyes came out of him.

"Black Knight?" Abuk was stunned.

Soul fire surged from An Ge's body, his armor transformed into a coir raincoat and straw hat, and he sacrificed his sickle, looking like an old farmer.

Soul fire surged from the little zombie's body, and his armor transformed into a ferocious shield.

Duroken raised his hat, a soul fire ignited on his head.

"...Except for this seraph, are you all undead creatures?" Abuk was dumbfounded.

"Hey, this is the same, how about the immortal seraph? Reincarnated dragon soul warrior, do you serve the immortal?" Negris said.

Abuke has actually made a decision, but he was still a little unwilling, and asked hesitantly: "Then who do I pledge my allegiance to?"

Everyone looked at Ange in unison.

An Ge looked left and right, and took two steps back.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Negris asked.

"I don't know how to farm..." Ange replied reluctantly.

Abuke frowned, farming? Are you disgusted by yourself?

Anthony hurriedly took two steps forward, pulling away the soul armor on his body. He took out the Pope's scepter and threw it on the ground. The luxurious Pope's gown appeared on his body, shining brightly.

Under the background of this extremely dazzling brilliance, Anthony said kindly: "Of course to me, the spokesperson of God in the world, the interpreter of the oracle, the singer of the holy voice, and the sword bearer of the sword of punishment, Pope, Saint Anthony, allegiance."

Such a long title made Abuk a little dizzy, and unconsciously dedicated the fire of his soul.

After the soul connection was established, Abuk quietly asked Anthony: "Who is this Ange? How dare you despise me?"

"Oh, Ange is God, and I am his spokesman, interpreting his oracle and spreading his fame." Anthony responded.

"puff……"

Abuke regretted it for a long time. He knew that he would have persisted at the beginning. He could learn if he didn’t know how to farm. He could have been on the same level as Anthony, but now he is a head shorter, so that anyone can ride on his head.

After finishing Abuk, the petrified dragon can finally be put down. Duroken fiddled with it for a while and found the mechanism. The dragon chains on the opposite side of the abyss slowly lengthened, and the petrified dragon moved to the platform here. .

When the dragon lock chains on the opposite side are exhausted, the petrified dragon is just hanging on the platform they are standing on, and the few chains here are loosened again, and the petrified dragon will lie on the platform, firmly.

Now everyone knows how it was hoisted in the first place.

"What should we do now? Undo its petrification? I just researched it, it's just ordinary petrification, nothing special, the petrification crossbow can be deactivated." Duroken said.

Negris asked: "Release, and then? Abuk, do you want your body back?"

Abuke shook his head resolutely: "No, I want to be reincarnated as a Dragon Soul Warrior."

"Ah? Why? Didn't you say that minions are your weapons? You don't cast spells, you don't sneak, and you go forward bravely." Negris said in surprise.

Abuke said helplessly: "Do you think I'm an idiot? I can cast spells and sneak. Why should I go forward? I'm not a real black dragon."

"Ah? But you just now..." But that's not what Abuke said just now.

"I don't know how to cast spells. Where can I learn magic when I'm stuck here? I'm not familiar with you. Of course, I can only say that. I'm an undead dragon soul. I still know how to give full play to my strengths. This body can't give full play to my true strength." advantage, I'd better reincarnate." Abuk said.

Well, Negris now knows that Abuke was so reckless before, it was purely blunt, because he didn't know magic, and after being beaten, he resolutely refused to admit that he didn't cast spells or sneak, which is the tradition of the black dragon.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, when he first started, he was lurking in a pile of resentful spirits to cover up his aura, how could he not be stealthy?

Negris was angry: "If I don't want to return it to you, there is still my halo of wisdom on it..."

As soon as he said this, An Ge suddenly grabbed Long Shixu, grabbed a ball of light, and pressed it on the Brass Book.

The Book of Brass immediately radiated a wave that made people feel refreshed, and the whole mind became much more active.

"You took out my enlightened aura? Put it on the book? How did you do it?" Negris was stunned.

Don't look at Ange's easy grabbing and plugging, this is a transfer of divine skills, and it is too aware of the difficulty.

Ange tilted his head, looking bewildered.

"Well, you don't know either." Negris said helplessly: "Now I can give it to you, do you want it? Really? Abuk doesn't want a body, and we don't have extra souls to drive it and decompose it It can only be left here to rot, and we have to find a soul that can drive it."

Anthony said: "For a fifty-meter-long dragon, at least one must find a very strong soul. I don't know if the big bone can drive it..."

When it came to this point, Anthony suddenly paused, listened carefully, and said in surprise: "The blessing I gave to that little dragon has been triggered, is he injured?"

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