Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Following Negris' words, a breath of fear erupted. Looking up, Ange's body was covered with scales, turning into a two-meter-high dragon man.

This aura is only powerful to other people, but to a dragon descendant like Garigu, it has crushing terror. Smelling this aura, Galigu's courage will explode!

This is the breath of the Dragon God, this is the suppression of natural rank, this is the might of the Dragon God!

Chambada, why is there a dragon god? The real Dragon God?

Garrigu's staff didn't dare to swing it, and broke off with both hands. At least three spells erupted from the broken staff, and its body disappeared on the spot, leaving only an exploding space wave.

"Hey, dimensional bomb? It really thinks it's a space disorder? So first use the dimensional bomb to open the way, and use the shock wave from the dimensional explosion to offset the space disorder, so as to gain a gap in the transmission?" Duroken said in surprise.

However, not long after Galigu disappeared, he appeared at a faster speed, flew to the side involuntarily, threw himself on the street and rolled several times, and finally stopped with his face, as if being photographed by something like.

Negris looked back, and saw that the big cat that was on the ground had stood up and was licking its slowly shrinking big paw.

Good guy, in front of the big cat, dimensional bombs and space teleportation are not working.

Before it got up, Ange rushed up and stomped a few times. Garrigu had no chance to fight back, so he passed out.

In the coma, Galigu's three-meter-tall body slowly shrank, and the scales on his body fell off.

"Isn't that good? After fainting and then transforming, you don't have to suffer the second time." Negris said.

Duroken frowned and said, "But with this transformation, the new scales won't grow."

In the end, Garigupi, who had shrunk into a small dragon, lay on the ground with his flesh ripped apart, and a lot of sand entered the open wound.

When the skin and flesh are healed, wrap the sand in it, and it will feel good.

"Forget it, wake it up, it's too uncomfortable, I feel uncomfortable for it when I look at it," Negris said unbearably.

Clean up all the equipment on Garrigu's body, and then slap his paw on the opponent's face to wake him up.

...

Galigu, who was bruised and swollen from the slap, was tied to the pillar, and Negris asked viciously, "Name."

"Garigu Akbani Garibaga% # \u0026*$^..."

"Okay, age."

"One hundred and thirty-two."

"gender?"

"male."

"from where?"

"Eternal Road."

"I asked which plane you came from, not which road you came from."

"Uh, our place is called Eternal Road, a road made by the Lord of Eternity who spewed out fire."

"Lord of eternity? Spits fire? What does it look like? Draw it for me."

"I can't draw."

"Then how about you describe it, Old Du, Lao Du, isn't your alchemy a bit sandy?"

Duroken came over and tapped casually, and the sand on the ground seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, merging into a ball and changing at will.

Under Negris' repeated questioning, Garrigu described the situation of the Eternal Lord and the Eternal Road, and was then shaped by Duroken.

The Eternal Lord is a tall and thin black figure whose face cannot be seen clearly, walking on the waves made of raging fire, it is very abstract. Galigu also said that this is a picture based on the legend, it does not know the length of the Eternal Lord what kind.

As for the Eternal Road, it is much clearer. It is a slender and slender road with a width of only thirty or forty meters, but its length seems to be endless, extending like a thread.

"I don't know how long the Eternal Road is. Anyway, I have never been to a place 100 kilometers away from birth to growing up, but the Eternal Road is definitely more than 100 kilometers long." Galigu said.

Duroken held his chin and murmured: "Thirty to forty meters wide, but hundreds of kilometers long, or even more, why is it called a road, or a line? How did it form? Are there things that can live on it?"

"Such a slender thing, is there air? Can it grow things? What do you usually eat?" Most people's interest came up, and they gathered around to watch, and when they heard about planting things, Ange also gathered around.

This is unheard of, no matter how irregular the abyss plane is, it should be a lump or block, and the volume must be large enough, otherwise air cannot be retained, and it can only be suitable for those creatures that do not need air to survive, such as undead creatures.

This kind of plane like a line is impossible to exist, let alone there are some Aolong people living on it. According to Garrigu's meaning, there are even more than one species on it.

"Look at these places, every other section is thicker. We don't think there is anything wrong with this, but in fact, these thick places are hundreds of meters wide, and there is an enchantment on it, which is normal soil and air. Rain and sunshine, you can grow things."

"The air near this enchantment diffuses from it, and you can breathe normally. The farther you are from the enchantment, the thinner the air is, or even nothing, but we are used to it. My breathing rate is now slower than that of my ancestors. After here, if you breathe quickly, you will still feel dizzy."

Duroken and Fetti glanced at each other fiercely, as if thinking of something: "Enchantment? Farm enchantment?"

"Normal soil? Isn't the soil outside the barrier abnormal?"

Galigu described the characteristics of the ground outside the barrier, and Duroken immediately affirmed: "Obsidian and volcanic rock."

"The farm enchantment, the eternal lord is the king." Fei Ti said firmly.

Only then did Negris come to his senses: "You mean, His Majesty created this Eternal Road? The lava at the bottom of the light sea plane?"

The aura flickered, and everyone connected all the clues in an instant.

At the last moment, the undead king stepped out from the void gate. Before that, he released all the lava from the bottom of the light sea plane.

The Eternal Road is obviously not formed naturally, and its main components are obsidian and volcanic rock. Could it be formed after the magma released from the Void Gate cooled?

If it erupts all the way, cools all the way and extends all the way, it can indeed form this kind of shape like a line.

As for the farm enchantment, only His Majesty the King can take out one at a distance, because his subordinates can make it.

"Then, here comes another question. If this road was really formed by magma eruption, where did these Aolong people come from? Where did the king go?" Fei asked.

It was formed by the eruption of magma, and it was only around a thousand years ago.

"How do I know that the Lord of Eternity came on the waves of fire? It is a legend. I have never seen the Lord of Eternity. As for my ancestors, I heard that they were captured by the Lord of Eternity." Galigu said .

Well, it is indeed His Majesty's style, but why is Your Majesty arresting so many people? Do you want to build a farm enchantment for them? Are you afraid they will die?

Obviously, these questions cannot be answered here in Garrigu.

"Then what is the purpose of your coming here? Where did these monsters come from?" Negris asked.

Garrigu looked at Negris hesitantly.

"See what I do? Say." Negris was surprised.

"At the order of the Dragon God, before the storm comes, cut off the food supply of the main plane and block the source of power of the gods." Galigu said.

Negris looked at each other in blank dismay.

...

Duroken made a soul lock ring and temporarily locked Garrigu's soul.

The moment the lock ring was put on his forehead, Galigu's eyes were dull, lifeless, dead ashes, as if he had lost his soul, but his body was still alive, with heartbeat and breathing, and he would move forward by himself as soon as he pushed it.

"Hey, this thing is easy to use, and the lock magician is easy to use." Negris said in surprise.

Capturing a magician is sometimes very annoying. It is difficult to lock a magician with ordinary mechanical locks. Every time, a sealed prison car is required, and several people are waiting for it.

With this kind of soul lock ring, you can take it away by buckling it, which is convenient and practical.

Duroken spread his hands: "It is used to lock the magician."

Everyone gathered together and squatted on the ground to form a circle. Duroken used some gold rods to assemble the sand table of Eternal Road, pointing and saying:

"If the dragonborn didn't lie, His Majesty should have created this Eternal Road. Although I don't know what happened later, he wanted to build a farm barrier and captured so many creatures."

"Now, the creatures on this road are assigned by some powers to come to the main plane, trying to destroy the food, and starve some intelligent creatures to death, thereby reducing the number of believers. This action illustrates several problems."

Having said that, Duroken looked at Negris.

Negris said: "This action shows that the power of the gods has an impact on the storm. The stronger the power, the greater the impact on the storm, and it may even cause the storm to fail."

"As for why there is this worry, it may be because the last storm failed."

Fei Ti raised his hand and asked: "Then this dragonborn, can it be regarded as the prelude to the soul storm?"

"Well, the prelude to the storm." Everyone thought that this statement was very appropriate.

"Then who is the Dragon God it's talking about? Could it be that the Dragon God is still alive?" Fei asked.

"How is it possible?" Negris hastily and loudly denied: "Of course it's a fake dragon god. You didn't see that Ange's bloodline immediately collapsed when it really came out. Blood suppression."

"I suspect that if it wasn't for Ange's bloodline to suppress it, even if it was caught by us, it wouldn't be able to survive and reveal so much information to us."

Duroken's expression changed: "The fake dragon god stayed behind? His bloodline collapsed and died?"

"Yes, blood contamination, collapse, can you think of anything?" Negris asked.

"Sairius? The Snake of Doom?" Duroken asked hesitantly.

"Yes, that's it, pretending to be the dragon god." Negris said through gritted teeth.

"Then what about these flea monsters? Are they also sent? Not bugs?" Duroken said.

"No, we just saw how it reproduces, and we subconsciously thought in the direction of insects, but in fact, there is another thing that reproduces in this way, snake lice." Negris said.

Negris and Duroken were chattering away, and Fetti occasionally raised his hand to supplement the situation, and finally restored all the context based on the known clues.

Then, everyone collectively turned their attention to Ange. Ange had already put his hands into the space to farm in boredom.

"Don't just think about planting things. This is probably the case. The prelude to the storm has arrived. What should we do now?" Negris asked angrily.

An Ge stood up abruptly: "Eat food, kill."

Uh, well, there is no need to study so much at all, just because these snake lice can eat food, they are doomed to death.

"Yes, kill, kill, go, kill the snake lice. This Galigu established a foothold in the depths of the swamp, cultivated these snake lice with eggs, and recruited some swordsmen to forcibly kill them by means of pollution. To improve their strength, let's push this place first." Negris said excitedly.

Turning around, Misha, who was waiting anxiously in the distance, quickly stood up: "Master Summoner, take me, take me, Misha."

Ange and the others didn't take her with them during the meeting, so she didn't know what everyone was discussing. Instead, she heard Negris yelling that she was going to push the enemy's foothold. How could she miss such a good thing.

"What did you call me?" Negris asked puzzled.

"Master Summoner." Misha said: "You can summon the dragon god, you are a powerful summoner, should...it should be?"

When it came to 'summoning the dragon god', the rest of the people cast 'caring' glances, even that strange man, as if they were looking at a child.

Negris showed an awkward yet polite smile: "You read it wrong."

In the end, I brought Misha because she was familiar with the terrain and had a map of the entire swamp.

As for the Hedgehog team, who were born and raised here, apart from knowing the way home, what is in the swamp is not clear at all.

Confirming that Garrigu's foothold is not in the same direction as the hedgehog team's village, Negris simply let them go back by themselves and asked them to be more vigilant. It is best to take their families away from the swamp for a while.

Ange, a little angel, and a little zombie, Negris, rode Hemel, Lightning carried the big cat Duroken Fettiluth, and Misha carried a broom... together they flew deep into the swamp.

Misha couldn't sit still on the slender broom, looked at Hemel and Lightning enviously, and couldn't help asking, "Why can they all run on the swamp?"

"Naturally, what's the matter with your broom? Why is it smoking?" Negris asked suspiciously.

Mi Sha turned her head and saw that the broom was emitting black smoke. She panicked, lost control, and cut down from the air.

Ange waved his hand, and a gust of air supported her, preventing her from being cut into the mud, and rolled the broom back easily.

Misha quickly thanked her, then checked the condition of the broom, and said regretfully: "It's broken, maybe it's been used for too long, the core of the magic circle is broken."

Duroken said, "The workmanship is exquisite, let me see if it can be repaired."

"Oh, thank you so much, it doesn't matter if it can't be repaired, it's been used for a long time anyway, I still have it." Handing the broken broom to Duroken, Misha returned and took it out from the storage space Two identical brooms.

A little embarrassed said to everyone: "If the horse's back is too crowded, you can try riding this one, I still have it."

Duroken rolled his eyes and threw the broom with his backhand.

Negris couldn't help but said: "You are really a rich woman, I forgot to ask your identity, seventh-level magician, why did you come to the swamp alone? Where are your followers?"

It’s okay to be a poor mage. A beautiful mage who is obviously rich should have a lot of followers. How could she appear in the swamp alone?

Misha scratched her head in embarrassment: "There are too many, and I don't know if they want to follow me or pursue me, so I quietly got rid of them. The chairman of the board is my father."

"Magicians Guild? Mars? Mars among the stars?" Negris' eyes widened. This beautiful mage has a lot of background, no wonder she is so rich.

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