Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Anthony smiled knowingly, thinking this way was right: "How did you see that? Couldn't it be Feiti who captured us?"

"How is it possible? He is so stupid that he can't even speak. He must have been wiped out of his mind by you and made into some kind of combat weapon." Alan Blu said with a curled lip.

Silly? Fei Ti wanted to scratch his head when he heard it, but remembering the previous warning, he endured it.

"Hehe, your guess is really accurate." Anthony laughed, pulled out the holy shroud, and was about to wrap it around Alan Blu.

"Wait a minute, what are you doing? What kind of cloth is this? Why does it feel weird? Have you washed it clean? Will there be bugs?" Alan Blu shouted anxiously.

"Are you still afraid of bugs? No, no, brand new, woven by pure saints with one hand and one foot. Each holy pattern is woven with different threads and will never fade, except for the saints who only take a bath once in their lives. Besides, it's not dirty at all, you haven't seen this thing before?" Anthony asked curiously.

Alan Blu frowned: "Hearing you say this, I feel even dirtier. What is this? Can't you leave it alone? It's useless to me."

"Uh, you really don't know what this is? It's the Holy Shroud." Anthony said.

"Hiss—the kind of holy shroud that will cause you to lose your memory even when you regenerate the phylactery after you wrap it up? Canba..." Alan Blu didn't want to finish his sentence, so he ignited the fire of his soul.

He has been in a hurry, relying on his own phylactery to be reborn. Although he knows that there is such a thing as the Holy Shroud, he has only read it from a book and has never seen it with his own eyes. He can't remember it for a while.

But even thinking about it was useless, from the moment Ange lifted him up, he lost all possibility of escape.

An Ge grabbed his neck, and the soul energy poured in, forcing his soul flame back.

Anthony also took advantage of the situation to wrap him up, and then said: "Wrap it up, wrap it up, it's too late, it's too late for you to burn now."

Alan Brutus softened, and it took Feiti to carry him to stand firm, and he murmured involuntarily: "Why didn't I think of it, why didn't I remember that you still have the Holy Shroud? Killed myself knowing I was in the car."

Anthony curled his lips: "Don't brag, you never thought that we could destroy the teleportation. Of course, you are reluctant to kill yourself. From the moment you fall into our hands, you will have no chance to escape."

"No, the one who strangled my neck is not a god. He used soul fire to suppress my soul. He is an undead creature. Who is he?" Alan Blu couldn't help shouting.

"Uh, you saw through again, hehe, besides Fetti, isn't there a second mourner in our God Realm?" Anthony began to mislead people.

Alan Blu murmured in a daze: "Is Bone Locke? Has Bone Locke been captured by you too? My God..."

Pushing him aside, Ange took out the petrified crossbow, adjusted it to the maximum power, and hit the petrified dragon.

Anger basically didn't use the Stone Crossbow much, because it consumed too much energy, and the holy light consumed was more than 30 times that of the little angel's holy light. Of course, the main reason was that there were no enemies who needed him to use the Stone Crossbow. It's the gods of light, just kill them.

The petrified crossbow lighted up slowly, and finally all five gemstones lit up. Ange buckled the trigger button, and a beam of light shot out, landing on the body of the petrified dragon.

Suddenly, there was only a crisp sound, and one of the five gemstones on the crossbow of petrification cracked open.

"Oh, oh, the tears of the angels actually burst? It's a big loss. It's too bad for you to be reincarnated. This is an artifact that can petrify gods. Now it's shattered. I don't know if it can be used in the future. "Negris sighed, with pain on his face.

Silba was very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for breaking the artifact. I have nothing else to pay for except the hair on my body. Is this the tear of an angel? Where is it? I will try to get it after reincarnation. Come back a few."

"This thing is so difficult to get. You have to beat the little angel in the seraphim state. You can only get it if you cry. These are the tears of the seraphim." Negris sighed.

"...... Carrying on you..."

Before Silba jumped up and beat Negris up, Ange took it away and threw it into the reincarnation altar. After a violent operation, it was done.

If it can wake up, it means it has a new body, alive.

If it can't wake up...then rescue it again and see what is reincarnated. The Immortal God is here, can't it protect its consciousness?

There was no accident. Six hours later, Silba woke up. Like a patient with a nervous disorder, he tried to get familiar with his body and retracted his tongue while shouting 'hungry, hungry'.

Ange threw two bags of elf beans to it, and it ate them up in two bites. The big cat was so angry that he slapped it on the head.

Forget it, it was also filled with two large barrels of holy essence, a total of thirty liters. Now, except for Ange, everyone began to feel heartache.

Silba licked his tongue and looked at everyone with a smile: "Very... very expensive?"

"Of course it's expensive! Although the price is a bit lower now, Monica can still sell a bottle of 5,000 magic crystals. A bottle is only 100 milliliters. You poured 300 bottles in one go!" Negris said angrily. arrive.

Even Anthony said with heartache: "I only consume twenty liters to cultivate a body."

"Pip, pay, I work hard to make money, but I really can't afford it, so I pull out the scales and sell them, so, can I have another bite?" Silba said with a smile.

After being filled with two barrels of holy essence, it really feels good about this thing, as if there is a cool 'warm' current flowing from the throat to the body, and every organ seems to be cheering wherever it passes.

After so many years of petrification, it doesn't mean that the dragon is not damaged. It doesn't matter if the reincarnated dracolich, but the health of the body is very important to turn into a living dragon. to the rescue.

However, after pouring the essence like this, many minor damages were quickly repaired, and Silba felt that his body became much stronger with every breath he took.

"Hey acridine, what's the matter, 咘皮啦...\u0026￥... # *￥..." Silba uttered a dragon language syllable like gargling, and the omitted ones are ultra-low frequency, which ordinary people can't hear , so there is no syllable.

"Okay, can it fly? Then let's ride it and go, hurry up, if someone bumps into it, it will be troublesome." Negris saw that it was almost done, and hurriedly urged.

"It's best not to, a dragon as big as mine flies into the air, and it will definitely be found. There are ghost patrollers in the sky all the time, and undead creatures of the level of Alan Blue will patrol from time to time. We'd better go back the same way. .” Silba said hastily.

"Then what to do?"

"Look at me." Silba chanted the dragon language, his huge body changed rapidly, and finally turned into an...an owl.

...

Disguised as an undead creature, it took a few days to follow the original route, and then returned to Starburst Canyon. This time, instead of returning to the city, everyone returned to the cave in the Temple of Knowledge.

Because Wuga was taken away, the number of undead creatures in the canyon had recovered to a certain extent. Everyone did not enter through the main entrance, but entered through the crack in the rock through which the minions entered and exited.

"Alright, the Divine Pool of Life has been discovered. Although we locked the captives there, the Warlock Alliance dare not do anything to us for the time being, but that is not a long-term solution and it is very inconvenient. We have to change our base for the time being. It’s not bad here, the original buildings are not damaged and can continue to be used.” Negris said.

This was discussed by everyone a long time ago, and before it was finished, everyone dispersed, cleaning and repairing, and Ange even brought Xiaolong's family out to work together.

Only Anger, Fetti, Anthony, and Negris are left, and then Alan Bru is released.

When it was released, he was actually sleeping. This dead lich is too calm.

"Hey, hey, wake up, wake up, if you don't wake up, I'll burn your hair." Negris threatened with his dragon breath.

I don't know if he touched the key word, Alan Blu, who couldn't wake up no matter how much he pushed, sat up abruptly, clutching his sparse forehead nervously.

"Hehe, is it necessary to be so nervous just a few hairs on your head?" Negris asked puzzled.

Alan Blue said angrily: "How can you understand that a bald man? A lich's hair is a treasure. If you lose one hair, you will never have it again."

"Bald... bald?!" Negris pointed at himself with his little paw, and said in disbelief. long hair.

Alan Blu woke up completely, looked at Negris, and frowned with some doubts: "God of knowledge? Are you also captured by them?"

"You know me?" Negris was surprised. When Alanbulu was arrested, Negris kept hiding. This was the first time they met face to face. How did he recognize himself at a glance?

"It's really you? Why did you lose weight? Your Majesty showed me your appearance. This is the Palace of Knowledge. I presided over the construction of this place, and I also sculpted the god statue. I can't help but see you at a glance. Recognized." Alan Bru said.

Negris was angry: "Are you blind, is my face called sex? Where is my face that is so kind?"

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business, we don't have to hide our identities now." Anthony hurriedly stopped this kind of noise that was off topic, otherwise he didn't know when he would be able to clarify the matter.

"Hiding identities? What identities are you hiding? Aren't you lackeys of the light? What else can you hide?" Alan Blu sneered.

Everyone looked at Ange, and Ange showed his immortality. When the torch-like immortality was on Ange's head, Fetti and Anthony knelt down slowly.

Immortal status quickly disappeared, after all, this is a long-distance projection, which consumes too much.

But this also shows that the soul strength of Ange's body is getting higher and higher. When he first projected it, he couldn't even use his divine power, but now he can reveal his immortality here.

Just one click, Alan Blu's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "You even snatched the immortal status?"

Negris almost fell to the ground with his head cut off, and said angrily: "Can't it be that we wiped out the gods of light and robbed the believers of the light Church of Godhead?"

"It's possible, but why don't I believe it?" Alan Blu said suspiciously.

Fei Ti took off his cloak and shroud, revealing his purple-gold skeleton, and said, "You are the one who is stupid, and you are the one who has no sense."

Negris also revealed his Brass Book, so to speak, he finally convinced Alanburu that it was not the Church of Illuminati who robbed the Undead Godhead, but the God of Immortality who robbed the Church of Illuminati.

"So, you are with me, so why did you attack me? You revealed your identities earlier, you are all His Majesty's subjects, why did you sneak into the Anxi Plain, and did not look for us after coming for so long." Alan Bruce asked puzzled.

Anthony smiled: "We revealed our identities, so, is the Council of the Undead willing to obey the orders of the Immortal God?"

Alan Blu was shocked: "How is it possible, of course you obeyed the order of the parliament, and we worked together to rescue His Majesty."

Anthony shook his head and said, "We have been working hard to rescue His Majesty, but if it is too dangerous and may even endanger your life, can we refuse?"

"Of course we can't refuse. We are all His Majesty's subjects. If His Majesty is dead, all of us will die together. Of course, we must desperately rescue His Majesty." Alan Blu said in surprise.

"No, no, you are His Majesty's subjects, and we are His Excellency's subjects. If saving His Majesty would endanger His Majesty's life, we will refuse without hesitation, because Your Majesty shoulders the safety of countless people in the God Realm. You can't put yourself at risk," Anthony said.

Alan Blue's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Anthony continued to ask: "Then, we revealed our identity, are you willing to follow the order of the Immortal God and rescue His Majesty together?"

"I...you...I..." Alan Blu hesitated for a while, unable to say whether he wanted to or not.

Anthony spread his hands: "Look, as long as you obey the orders of the Immortal God, we can have a greater chance of rescuing His Majesty, but you are still hesitating, you don't take His Majesty's safety into consideration at all, you don't think about it at all. It's me."

Alan Blue felt dazed: "No, no, that's not the case, wait a minute, it's not this logic, I just don't believe you have this ability."

"As long as you obey the orders of the adults, you will know whether we have this ability." Anthony said.

The new king and the old king are not in a subordinate relationship, and the veterans of the new king are not the subordinates of the old king, especially in the structure of undead creatures, where one king dies and all his subordinates are buried with him.

Even if An Ge wanted to save the Undead King desperately, everyone else would try their best to stop him, including Fetti.

Therefore, no one would propose that Ange unite with the undead council. If their identities were revealed, then there would only be two possibilities between them and the undead: cooperate or turn against each other.

If you cooperate, who will you listen to? According to Alan Blu's attitude, it is impossible for the Undead Council to obey Ang's orders, so they can only turn their faces.

Politics is sometimes so troublesome. Ange is very simple and doesn't think so much, but others have to think about it, even the silly Negris and Fetti sometimes have to think about it.

PS: scheduled until Monday

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