Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Negris was quite confused when he heard about the sacrifice of immortality, because it couldn't connect the death of a living person with the sacrifice of immortality.

The one who sacrifices the immortal is not a living person, but the one who sacrifices is the soul.

Undead sacrifice is a method for living people to reincarnate into undead creatures. By sacrificing their souls, they can reincarnate into undead creatures while retaining the memories of their lives. Lisa was reincarnated into a lich through undead sacrifices.

This is not a profound secret method, but the success rate is a bit low. Many people reincarnate, but fail to retain the memory of their previous life, or retain the memory, but their intelligence is a bit low.

But no matter what, the Immortal Sacrifice does not need to kill a living person. What is this cloud of smoke talking about?

"Necromancer?" Negris asked suspiciously.

"Huh? A dragon? So small? Is it underdeveloped? You destroyed my immortal sacrifice? I thought it was someone who didn't have eyes." Yan Yan was also stunned for a moment, but soon he said ferociously :

"Dragon is better, your flesh and soul are tougher than humans, so use your flesh and blood as a sacrifice to the immortal god."

Following its words, it was Ange's turn to be stunned, and a soul flame floated towards Ange from the smoke.

Is this really a follower of the Immortal God?

An Ge waved his hand and slapped the soul flame away, he didn't want this soul flame, otherwise how could it be equivalent? Do you want to kill the human girl you just saved?

There was a hesitant expression on the face of the cloud of smoke, and it murmured: "Hey, what's going on? The Immortal God refused my dedication? How is it possible? Illusion, illusion, no response before, illusion."

Smoke comforted himself, and then 'screamed' at Negris—soul shock.

After he finished yelling, Negris plucked his ears and asked pretendingly, "Have you finished yelling? Didn't eat, the voice is so low."

"Are you okay? Oh, by the way, the dragon's magic resistance is high, so, accept the bite of the abyss!" As the smoke shouted, countless wraiths that were condensed into substance and visible to the naked eye rushed out of the smoke and rushed to the ground. Negris was biting desperately.

Negris sighed: "That's it? That's it? I thought I could meet some master of undead magic. Are you an apprentice?"

He took out a clump of grass from the grave, waved it left and right, and the wraiths ran back into the smoke cloud at an even faster speed, screaming.

"You..." Smoke realized that something was wrong.

He originally thought it was some life-or-death magic apprentice who acted bravely to break his curse.

Only those magic apprentices who have just entered the industry will come here with a sense of justice to cause damage. When others see the curse, they will know what is going on.

So I came here to scare the other party. If I could exchange business cards, I might still know his teacher. I didn't expect to come over and see that it was a stunted dragon.

Now that the two spells go down, both are ignored by the other party, what's going on?

To be honest, the necromancer's response was no problem at all. The scream of the soul scares the opponent away, and the bite of the wraith bites the opponent away. They are all for the purpose of expulsion immediately. He is still preparing for the sacrifice of immortality. I don't have time to play with you.

It's just that I didn't expect that the brass dragon on the opposite side didn't react at all. Could it be because the dragon's magic resistance is too high?

It seems that they can't scare the other party away, so they have to come over and have a regular necromancer duel.

Yan Yan gave the brass dragon a vicious look, and wanted to shrink back to the mouse hole, but when he moved, he found that he could no longer move.

Negris sneered: "If you were better, we would still be in the mood to play with you, but you are such a badass, it's no fun to play with you."

Negris originally wanted to meet the necromancers of this world, and compare them with the necromancers of the main plane.

But watching the two little magic tricks performed by each other is like a street acrobat, a waste of time.

Ange reached out to the smoke, hissed, and the whole cloud of smoke was sucked into his palm by him, condensing into a ball of soul fire.

So speaking of the opponent, Ange is not the main body now, he just projected it over. Now the soul of this body is only at the level of the heart of the soul, but this necromancer has no power to fight back in his hands.

And the necromancer was also stunned, what's going on? Your mind is attached to the fog of death breath, it is reasonable for you to disperse the fog of death breath, why is your mind also pulled away?

Isn't this the same as touching a tree yourself, and if you cut the tree down, your own head will fall off? Is this something ordinary people can do?

Until now, this Necromancer still thinks that what he met was an 'ordinary' Necromancer.

Ange grabbed the necromancer's mind and left the house, followed the induction and walked forward, and soon came to a high wall.

With such a high wall, it should be an aristocratic manor, separated from the slums where John lived, no wonder he was able to cast a curse along the fog of death's breath.

Ange scratched the wall of the hospital and peeked inside.

The little angel poked at the wall of the hospital to look in, the little zombie poked at the wall of the hospital to look in, Negris flew up, and peeked in with his probe. After a while, a row of heads appeared on the wall of the hospital.

"Who..." Sure enough, it was the manor of the rich and powerful, and it was heavily guarded. Ange and his party were soon discovered. Just as a guard was about to shout, a golden rod hit him on the head.

The little golden rod gave the effect of a sledgehammer, and the guard fainted as soon as his body softened. A cloak rolled out of Duroken out of nowhere. This guy politely raised his hat at the fainted guard, saying sorry.

The guards behind the courtyard wall didn't know when he brought them down.

Why are you being polite? A row of heads on the wall flipped over.

Following the induction, Ange quickly found a cemetery in the corner.

Some powerful families like to build family tombs in their own manors, and this room is the entrance to the tomb.

There was a row of skeletons hanging in front of the door. They were all sleeping with their heads down. Feeling the movement, the hollow eye sockets ignited with blue flames, and they raised their heads.

Duroken was about to stun them, but when they saw Ange, the skeletons quickly got off the hanger and stood up straight.

Negris finally realized this anomaly, because it was not the first time it happened, and he couldn't help saying: "What's going on? The same is true of the skeleton guards at the gate of the desert town, and these too, they recognized Ange's identity gone?"

No way, Ange was projected here. On the surface, it looks harmless to humans and animals, not as strong as Duroken's aura. Why are these skeletons not afraid of Duroken, but afraid of Ange?

Moreover, necromancers can't recognize it, and Lich swordsmen like Rox can't recognize it, but these low-level skeletons can recognize it?

Duroken thought for a while, and said: "It may be because these skeletons are ownerless and have no wisdom. When they see a stronger soul than them, they instinctively obey."

The ownerless undead creatures wandering in the wilderness have their own set of methods for confirming their levels, which are often more sensitive than other creatures.

They couldn't figure it out, and couldn't verify it for a while, so they could only put the doubts aside, and everyone filed into the tomb room.

As soon as you enter the cemetery, you will find a wide staircase leading to the ground. The reason why the staircase is so wide is that you can directly carry the coffin in.

At the moment, there were two human guards at the top of the stairs. Just as they found Ange and his party, before they could do anything, they were knocked unconscious by a golden rod.

Ange and his party entered the tomb unimpeded.

The layout of the tomb is a very common "concave" shape. As soon as the stairs go down, there is a coffin area. There is a stone platform with a thigh height, where the coffins are parked for worship.

The other three sides of the coffin area are the tombs. The square pits cut out of the stone can just fit a sarcophagus. Now these three walls are almost filled with the sarcophagus, leaving less than four vacancies. .

Four more deaths from the family and they would have to expand the tomb.

On the stone platform where the sarcophagus was originally staying, now lay the corpse of an old man. The corpse was wearing a luxurious dress. Except for a little pale face, it seemed to be asleep.

But next to the sarcophagus, there was another person paralyzed, who looked like a necromancer in his attire.

The rest of the people were at a loss, staring blankly at the necromancer, not knowing what to do.

Originally they were performing an immortal sacrifice, but the necromancer suddenly yelled, "No, someone destroyed the sacrifice, I'll go and see."

Then a puff of smoke came out, and not long after, the necromancer who was standing was suddenly shocked and fell limply to the ground.

Everyone knew that there must have been an accident, but the matter was beyond their comprehension, and they couldn't guess what happened, so they could only stand there helpless until An Ge and his party came in.

"Who are you?!" Someone yelled.

Ange looked around, and saw that the people standing were all ordinary people, so he ignored it, and only let go of the soul fire in his hands.

The fire of the soul immediately turned into smoke, rushing hastily into the body of the necromancer who fell limply on the ground.

The necromancer opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at An Ge with a horrified face. On the way to be captured, he might have realized the gap between them, and quickly turned over and knelt down on the ground, shaking his forehead on the ground.

Pulling his consciousness away from his body casually, this method is beyond the scope of magic.

The actions of the necromancer caused these people in the cemetery to misunderstand something. They gasped and knelt down one after another: "Death... the council of the undead?"

"Ah? Undead Council? Ah, I'm sorry, I don't know anything, it's none of my business."

The necromancer on the ground also froze. His actions misunderstood others, but the 'undead council' that others exclaimed made him suddenly realize.

Right, how could someone be able to take his mind away easily? Only those old monsters from the Undead Council are left.

"No, we are not members of the Undead Council, we are just merchants selling vegetables." Negris said with a smile, "What are you guys doing here?"

A merchant selling vegetables? Believe me, everyone is scrambling to explain.

The matter is very simple, the patriarch of the Rhine family died, the patriarch who maintained the status and power of the entire family died, and his death was very untimely.

In order to reincarnate the patriarch, they decided to let the necromancer perform the undead sacrifice, but this practice is illegal.

The Undead Empire has regulations that do not allow artificial methods to sacrifice and reincarnate as undead creatures.

"Ah? Why?" Negris was a little puzzled. Isn't it good to sacrifice reincarnated undead creatures? Why would it be illegal?

The necromancer looked up at it with a strange look, would you know about the council of the undead?

But adults have asked, he dare not answer?

"Because some people will use living people to do various reincarnation and sacrifice experiments, some will use living people as sacrifices, and some will slaughter living people to make the breath of death stronger and make sacrifices and reincarnation easier." The necromancer responded.

"So that's the case. Have you heard of the Reincarnation Altar?" Duroken asked suddenly.

The necromancer looked puzzled and shook his head.

He asked some more questions, and the Necromancer answered them very well. Finally, Duroken asked, "How should I be punished for violating the council's prohibition?"

Everyone immediately fell silent, looking at each other, at a loss.

Only the Necromancer's face was ashen, and he responded tremblingly: "Kill...kill him."

Duroken nodded: "Then kill him, for the child who was cursed by you to die."

Ange nodded, and the little zombie jumped over and punched down.

After executing the necromancer, Negris turned his attention to Shitai's body: "At the risk of violating the council's ban, you have to sacrifice and reincarnate him. What critical period, what critical period?"

The others were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they were trembling and unable to speak. If the necromancer is so obedient, he will die, so will they also die after answering the question?

But it doesn't work if you don't respond. The means of undead creatures can make life worse than death. After trembling for a while, someone said in a trembling voice:

"The Beifeng family in Beifeng City wants the whole family to leave and is going to sell the position of the city lord of Beifeng City. Our Ryan family wanted to bid, but unexpectedly the patriarch died of heart failure suddenly. If the patriarch cannot be reincarnated within ten days , we will lose the qualification to bid for the seat of the city lord."

Negris was surprised: "Bidding? Oh, yes, the city lord and mayor here can be bought and sold, but isn't Beifeng City the main city directly under the empire? Can the city lord position also be bought and sold?"

You are a member of the parliament, don't you know? Everyone glanced at it strangely, and had to respond:

"That's why the patriarch needs to be reincarnated. Only the recognized families in the city are eligible to bid for the position of the city lord. Only these big families can solve the problems in the city in a short time."

Negris finally straightened out the context of the whole matter: "The Beifeng family ran away and wanted to sell the city lord. Only big families can solve the problems of food, security, and order in the city, so the candidates for competition are limited. It just so happens that your patriarch died so coincidentally that in order to catch up with the bidding time, you did not hesitate to violate the prohibition and use forbidden undead sacrifices to reincarnate your patriarch, isn't that true?"

Everyone nodded.

Negris laughed aloud: "Then have you ever thought that the necromancer you invited might be very good?"

The other party responded with a wry smile: "What can I do if I know it? It's a forbidden thing. It's already very difficult to find someone who dares to violate the prohibition. How can I care about his level?"

This is also a problem. It is estimated that a powerful necromancer will not be able to violate the ban of the undead council for a family in a remote city.

Still wanting to ask something, the silver coin at the back suddenly clapped his hands, and suddenly said: "I understand, the road was cut off, probably it was done by a family who wanted to bid for the position of city lord, they wanted to lower the price and force the palace."

After finishing speaking, Silver Coin turned to Ange and said, "Sir, why don't we go to bid too? The profit is too big, we can earn a city by paying a little cost, and we will not worry about selling the vegetables we grow in the future. "