Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Ange tilted his head, and before he could speak, Negris shouted eagerly: "Don't talk nonsense without you, Godhead chose Ange as his successor."

Chambada, snatching the godhead of the undead king? Who dares to bear such a big crime?

Damn, don't forget, apart from Fetti in front of you, there are Harvey and the Great Sage in the Land of the Lost, as well as tens of millions of undead creatures.

The Undead Empire was too huge back then, and no one knew if there were any souls loyal to His Majesty. For example, did the witch perish or hid?

According to speculation, the witch should have a godhead, so His Majesty told her to be careful of the soul storm.

This is why Negris has been reluctant to bring Harvey back.

Theoretically, as long as the world transfer station is opened, Harvey can be sent back.

The return of too many souls loyal to the undead king will inevitably create a problem—whose resting palace belongs to?

The Palace of Rest is in Ang's hands, and no one can take it away, but what does Harvey want to do?

Until these problems are dealt with, it is better not to come back for the time being.

"Impossible, why did the undead Godhead choose a human being to inherit it? He must have used some despicable means, ah—" At this point, Fetti suddenly bowed his body and let out a soul scream.

Following its scream, the entire plane reverberated like a huge wave, and the corpses in all directions stood up, and as its scream spread like ripples, waves of corpses were set off, slowly Move to the location of the teleportation array.

The most terrifying thing about undead creatures is not the tyrannical Lord of Mourning, nor the immortal soul, but the tide of undead corpses that are fearless of death like an endless tide.

They pounce on you without fear, let the swords and halberds slash at you, and never flinch. It doesn't matter if you chop it into pieces, as long as you miss it and get killed by it, you will soon become a part of them.

The elite golden skeleton stepped on the halo of the king's arrival, summoning all the corpses on the ground, surging like a tide, and when they surged, they were natural disasters—the undead natural disasters.

Considering undead creatures as natural disasters, it is conceivable that people are as powerless in the face of them as they are in the face of natural disasters.

Not only that, following Fei Ti's scream, space cracks opened in front of it, but it was strange that nothing came out of the cracks.

Fei Ti was also puzzled: "Where is my golden skull?"

Could it be that he was called away by all the bones and skeletons? Negris murmured to himself.

Seeing the tide of undead rushing here, An Ge suddenly arched his body: Ouch! A raging soul flame rose from his body.

The corpses that were slowly starting to rush towards this side suddenly slowed down hesitantly, and finally stopped completely.

Fetti's soul surged with strong doubts: "You suppressed me?"

"Normal, normal, Ange is the God of Immortality, and these corpses don't seem to belong to you directly. They must listen to the God of Immortality first. Don't worry, what did you just say? You said 'the god of immortality will not choose a human to inherit '? You think he's human?"

Negris quickly stopped between Fetti and Ange, and said anxiously.

"Not human?" Fei Ti wondered.

Negris didn't even know what to say. Feiti was the Lord of Mourning. Although he didn't remember it, the Lord of Mourning had a tyrannical soul and was more terrifying than a god. Of course, his spiritual power was also tyrannical. Damn, now you can't see through Ange's illusion?

The last time I was in the Land of the Sinking, I didn't meet Harvey face to face, so I can't be sure, but now I can be sure that the spiritual power of Ange, a pervert, is higher than that of the Lord of Mourning.

No matter whether Ange was so tall from the beginning, or gradually became so tall after inheriting the godhead, this is incredible.

"What if not?" Negris asked.

Fei Ti was stunned for a moment: "Not very good."

Negris muttered: "Why not be fooled, really, Ange, take off the hat and show it."

Ange took off his hat, revealing the skeleton itself.

"Golden Skull!? Impossible! Scarecrow hat? Even more impossible, how could the Golden Skull have such a strong mental power?!" Fei Ti said in disbelief.

Negris spread his hands: "This may be the reason why the immortal god chose him."

Fetti stared blankly at Ange for a while, then turned to Duroken, and finally returned to Negris: "Is it true that the Immortal God chose him? He didn't snatch it?"

Duroken had no choice but to speak: "Fetti, what are you thinking? Is the immortal status something you can grab if you want?"

It makes sense, is the immortality can be snatched away if you want to? This is too underestimating the king.

"Is it really inherited? Why did Godhead choose him?" Fei Ti stood up straight, his posture was less aggressive, and his tone was less hostile.

"It's a long story..." Negris recounted what had happened in these years, and Fetti and Duroken were dumbfounded. Some things were also heard for the first time by Duroken.

After hearing these things, Fei Ti looked at An Ge and said in a complicated tone: "Skeleton Planting Vegetables? What a lucky guy."

Negris shook his head: "This is not good luck. Although his luck is really good, but for you, can you grow things like a day for a thousand years? Thanks to the balance of the growth of the farm enchantment, otherwise The Palace of Rest has long since collapsed, so he saved the Palace of Rest."

It doesn't matter whether it's good luck or salvation, at least it proves that Ange is not a snatched godhead, but recognized by the godhead.

Realizing this, Fetti muttered something that no one could hear clearly, and knelt down on one knee: "God of Immortality, may your soul live forever and never die."

This is a ceremonial kneeling, expressing its respect for the immortal godhead, and standing up after saluting.

Negris was a little disappointed. It was different from what it expected, but it was reasonable. As the Lord of Mourning and the most loyal warrior of the Undead King, how could Feiti dedicate his soul to others because of the transfer of the immortality?

Duroken was forced to do nothing, he had just been reborn, and if he didn't dedicate his soul, he would have to sleep forever.

But this is also good, at least Fetti's hostility disappeared, and Negris can ask it more things.

"Fetti, Your Majesty has disappeared, do you know?" Negris asked tentatively, testing how much its memory had recovered.

"I know." Fei Ti nodded: "I saw the king enter the void gate with my own eyes. You have even inherited the immortality, so the king probably didn't come back."

"Then do you know why His Majesty entered the Void Gate? What happened to the soul storm? Before that, His Majesty seemed to have disconnected everyone's soul connections, including yours." Negris asked.

"Of course I went to kill people. It's too dangerous. The king said he wouldn't take me there, and let Locke and I kill all the other gods, so as not to suffer a storm of belief and cause a chain reaction." Fei Ti said.

"Enter the void gate, to kill people? Why?" Negris asked.

"What the king means is that some guys hide in the depths of the void, use a very special method to accumulate energy, launch a soul storm, also called a storm of belief, and want to erase the gods and kings from the level of belief, so the king decided to act first. Strong, go and cut them down."

Negris and Duroken were dumbfounded after hearing this, and erased the king and god together? God, the power of this soul storm is so terrifying? It’s okay to be scary, but some ‘guys’ started it?

What kind of guy can start a storm that wipes out kings and gods together?

"I don't know, they call themselves evil gods."

Hearing this, everyone invariably thought of a big fluffy cat, and shook their heads one by one. With its adoring appearance of a cat, there was no such thing as an evil spirit.

According to Feiti, Negris probably understood that somewhere in the void, a group of evil gods tried to release the soul storm, or it could also be called the storm of belief. Anyway, it was a kind of power at the level of belief, which could directly affect gods and kings.

This kind of storm seems to be cross-plane, as long as it is within a certain range, it will be affected and hit across planes.

In order to act first, the king tried to locate the position of the evil god, and went across the air first, preparing to destroy those guys.

Because the situation in the void was too complicated, he didn't bring his loyal subjects with him, but let Locke and Fetti cut down all the other gods first, so as to avoid certain chain reactions when they suffered a storm of belief.

"What kind of logic is this? Because he was afraid of their death, he hacked them to death first?" Negris was stunned.

Duroken shook his head: "That's not the case. The collapse of faith will have a serious chain reaction, and it will affect many devout believers. Especially the large-scale collapse of faith will have unpredictable consequences."

Fei Ti nodded: "The king also said the same. He said that under the storm of faith, every broken godhead will become a new source of storm, which will affect many believers. To be safe, kill them first."

Negris' heart was surging, and from Feiti's casual words, he could clearly feel the power of the undead king.

Just to be on the safe side, to save the devout believers, he can kill all the gods.

Judging from the results, the king's decision was very correct. The disappearance of the gods did not cause any impact. Until now, many people do not know that the gods have disappeared.

And the storm of belief did not cause any impact. It seemed that everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment on the main plane, and the abyss of rest seemed peaceful.

It's just that the king didn't expect that two of his capable men also died and lost their memory. The great sage was blocked in the sinking place, and the resting palace formed a closed system because it was not opened. It gradually entered the brink of collapse, and the undead empire fell apart.

A thousand years have passed, and the king has not returned, but the gods are slowly reborn, and a new Lord of Mourning is also born. The Palace of Rest welcomes its owner again, and the immortality is also inherited.

The news was so shocking that Negris couldn't digest it for a while, so he had to temporarily change the subject: "Fetti, what are your future plans?"

"Go back to the Palace of Rest." Fei Ti said.

"This is not acceptable. The current owner of the Dormition Palace is Ange. You have not dedicated your soul, so you cannot be allowed to go back." Negris said.

Not only will it not be allowed to return to the Palace of Rest, but it will also not be allowed to go to other places. If a lord of mourning appears on the main plane, the result will be terrible. No one can subdue it. If it messes up, Ann Ge may not even have a place to grow things.

Fei Ti randomly picked up a skull, flicked a soul fire into it, and threw it into the pile of bones. With a bang, the skull quickly combined into a dry skeleton.

Except for the half body skeleton, the dry bone skeleton is already the lowest level among the skeletons.

Feiti's main body froze, and immediately, the bone skeleton started to move, and Feiti's voice sounded from above: "I projected it on it, go back and have a look."

That's okay, even if a skeleton has some thoughts, it can't do much.

"Ange, Ange, Bangbada, what are you doing? It's dark, dry and cold here. What can you grow here?" Negris was so angry that he wanted to curse.

The dead skeleton took advantage of everyone's time to chat, and ran to open the land again. The question is, what kind of things can be grown in this barren plane with no sunlight, no water, and cold?

Ange took out the soul moss.

"Pfft..." Negris couldn't vomit blood. There is no unsuitable climate, only unsuitable crops.

Chambada, the environment here is indeed suitable for the soul moss, it is dry and cold, and there are so many corpses, the soul energy is sufficient, but it is not as thick as the resting abyss to blow the wind of death.

"We're going back soon..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Ange stepping on his footprints, and the soul moss that had just been planted grew wildly.

The skeleton projected by Fei Ti raised his jaw, and murmured: "It seems that our new immortal god has something, can the halo of quick death be used like this?"

After a crop of tens of acres of soul moss was raised, Ange did not continue. This kind of crop is not used in many places, and tens of acres is enough for a long time. This is still counting the sleeping beauty newly invented by Sawa The need for potions.

Stuffing the skeleton projected by Fetti into the Palace of Rest, Ange slowly stepped into the air, his eyes scanning the ground in front of him, and a ring appeared on his back—the ring of scales.

10,000, 100,000, 500,000, 700,000... As far as the eye can see, there are 700,000 corpses, many of which are covered with broken armor or are holding tattered weapons , here is obviously an ancient battlefield.

Not all of the 700,000 corpses had soul fire, maybe less than one-fifth of them had soul fire, and the rest didn't know if they dissipated on their own like the sinking place.

Undead creatures are not really immortal. When they are in a closed space, their souls will not be replenished, and they will die slowly.

"There is something." An Ge suddenly pointed to the end of the distant horizon. Under the reflection of his ring of scales, there are more undead creatures with "souls" in that area.

Leaving Fei Ti in a daze, the group flew to the end of the horizon and saw a large area of ​​tents.

These tents were already dilapidated, and they were overturned to cover the things underneath. When they were opened, they were all wooden boxes. There were at least hundreds of boxes piled up in a row of tents, and there were bags of things wrapped in oiled paper.

"Soul Crystal!" Negris shouted excitedly as he tore open a greased paper bag.

"Soul Crystal!"

"It's all soul crystals!" Everyone excitedly tore open most of the oiled paper bags, revealing the intact soul crystals inside.

"Why are there so many soul crystals? Oh my god, the logistics of the undead empire are not food, but soul crystals?"