Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Hearing that it wasn't a big cat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If this stupid and cute big cat is an evil god that even the Lord of Mourning will seek refuge with, then its hiding is too deep, and it must be caught Pull out the hair and torture carefully.

"Then why do you take refuge in the evil god? What does it have that you should take refuge in?" Negris asked.

"Power!" Baloo growled vigorously.

"Uh, you are mourning the dead, what power can it give you?" Negris asked puzzled.

Baru exudes a dazed mood: "The power of mourning, it is given."

Except for An Ge who was heartless, the others gasped in unison: "The evil god gave you the power to mourn death???"

Baloo nodded.

Everyone has been unable to accept this news for a long time. This is simply too terrifying. If the evil god can bestow the power of mourning on a skeleton, it will definitely be a more terrifying existence than an undead king.

The undead king cannot bestow the power of mourning on others.

According to Baru, it was still a golden skeleton at that time, and the evil god came to the door by himself. The other party gave it a small purple flame and told it: "This is the seed of the power of mourning, planted in your In the soul, harvest the soul of mourning."

Hearing this, An Ge was refreshed. He is more sensitive to words like 'plant' and 'harvest'. Can the soul of mourning be planted?

But Baloo wasn't sensitive at all, its first reaction was "Trust me", and extinguished the little flame with a slap.

Don't say it doesn't believe it, even if it believes that this little flame can make it harvest the soul of mourning, it will shoot it off without hesitation. It is loyal to the king, and by the way, it told the king about it.

The king thought for a moment, told it he would take care of it, and then Baloo put the matter aside.

Until a long time later, Baloo suddenly felt that the king had changed, the king was no longer like the previous king, although the breath was exactly the same, but Baloo felt that this was not the king.

Baloo is not the kind of character that can hide things in his soul. He immediately questioned the other party, but was reprimanded by the other party. When he questioned him for the second time, the other party beat him up.

No matter how stupid Balu was, he also realized that it was unable to reveal the true face of the other party. At this time, the evil god appeared again and gave it a small purple flame again.

This time, Baru planted it in his soul without any hesitation. Since that day, Baru's soul has been advancing by leaps and bounds and growing continuously.

Since then, Balu has continued to strengthen his soul and temper his body...soaking in the liquid of death's breath every day, and just exposing his head to the outside.

Through this kind of 'hard' training, it successfully broke through the level of the golden skull and condensed the soul of mourning.

Wang was very curious, found it and asked carefully, trying to find out why, just soaking in the liquid of death breath can condense the soul of mourning?

Instead of answering the king's question, Baloo asked who he was again.

Unsurprisingly, it was beaten again. It was a newcomer mourning, but the king was already a veteran mourning.

After beating it, hold it, check it carefully, inside and out, check every bone.

This time, the king noticed the abnormal aura remaining on his body.

"Abnormal smell, there is an abnormal smell on the skeleton? Take it out and have a look." Negris said in surprise.

Ange took out the Zijin skeleton, and everyone gathered around to have a look. Negris sniffed it, and then asked curiously: "Have you ever taken a bath? Is this minced meat? It doesn't smell like it." .”

Balu was at a loss: "What is a bath?"

"Too long to dry?" Fei Ti asked curiously.

He is also a skeleton, and every time he is dry, he is covered with minced meat, which is easy to get stuck in various small gaps, and it is difficult to clean. If there is any quick way to deodorize and clean, he is very curious.

"No, it smells even after it's dried. By the way, my lord put it in God's Domain..." Anthony suddenly had an ominous premonition when he said this.

Not feeling any abnormality for a while, Negris said eagerly, "You guys are really useless, it seems it's my turn to make a move."

"You want to chew it off?" Duroken turned a corner and said.

Negris thought for a long time before he realized where the bend was. Kobolds gnaw bones, and Duroken scolded him as kobolds.

"You're a kobold, you bastard, you wait, don't let me catch the chance, I'm going to pee in your toolbox." Negris was angry.

Duroken's face changed drastically. The alchemist's toolbox is the same as the fisherman's fishing rod box. They are all sweethearts. If anyone dares to shush into Luoxi's fishing rod box, she will definitely fight you desperately .

"I heard you wrong, Mr. Naig, you heard me wrong, I mean let the black smoke ring summon the three-headed dog to eat it." Duroken said with a quick apologetic smile.

"Hmph." Negris was anxious to show off, let him go temporarily, turned to Ange and said, "Ange, hold me in your hand and inject divine power?"

Ange held it by its wings and held it up.

Negris slapped him on the head: "You are stupid, my body, holding the book of brass!"

"Oh." Ange threw the little yellow dragon aside, took out the brass book, and poured divine power into it.

The palm-sized brass book flew up and expanded into a huge book as wide as a door panel, and a halo of light spread out—a halo of enlightenment.

The little yellow dragon's body had already fallen to the ground, and Negris' voice came from the book: "After taking back the halo of enlightenment, I suddenly remembered a little magic, the lamp!"

With a casual sound, Balu's body immediately lit up as if illuminated by an invisible lamp, and countless messages exploded, sinking into the souls of everyone around.

"Purple gold body, 1.69 meters? Weight 72 kilograms, bone 200 pieces, bone age 40, gender male, what gender does the bone talk about, really..."

The random burst of information surprised Anthony and the others: "This is... the legendary identification technique?"

In knight novels, when the protagonist team finds an unknown treasure, they will go to a magician or a businessman, and they can get all the information about it by performing an appraisal.

However, in reality, there is no such magic at all, and even if there is, it is definitely not small magic.

To identify the information of an unknown thing, in addition to very rich knowledge, it also requires a certain ability of analysis and reasoning, and even a little predictive ability, which is the ability of the Prophet Dragon.

The Brass Dragon is the Prophet Dragon, but its ability to predict is not known to be deprived by His Majesty, or it has not been awakened, and it cannot be used anyway.

But after regaining the aura of enlightenment, it found that the identification technique seemed to be usable.

It's a pity that there is no trace of abnormal information in the burst of information.

"What's going on? Did it fail?" Negris asked wonderingly.

"There is no failure. If it fails, then the three-dimensional height and weight cannot be identified." Duroken analyzed.

Anthony sighed, he had an ominous premonition just now: "Could it be that the adults put it into the God's Domain, and the God's Domain erased the abnormal aura on it."

Everyone looked at Ange together, and Ange tilted his head in a daze.

"If the abnormal aura will be erased by God's Domain, does that mean the aura is 'alive'?" Anthony continued hastily.

The adults are all crooked, what else do you want? Quickly change the subject and act like nothing happened.

The clues were interrupted here, and no abnormal aura could be found, so naturally nothing could be analyzed, but from Baloo's swearing, the existence of this evil god is real, and it really has the ability to elevate undead creatures to the Lord of Mourning.

"If he has this ability, then there should be more than one Mourning Master in this world. It's so easy to cultivate, just bubble the liquid of death's breath." Duroken said puzzled.

"Maybe he doesn't have the liquid of death's breath?" Fei Ti hesitated.

Anthony and Negris cheered up, and immediately thought: "Could it be that His Majesty discovered the problem, so he collected all the death breaths. The concentration of death breaths behind the dead line is obviously abnormal, and it is much thinner than the Abyss of Rest. But the number of undead creatures here is obviously not comparable to the Abyss of Rest."

Then Anthony was surprised again: "No, the death breath spews out!"

Everyone secretly thought that something was wrong. If it was as expected, then the current spout of death breath was equivalent to increasing the concentration of death breath on the ground, making it easier for evil gods with this ability to collect death breath. Make one or two hundred mourners...

Negris became anxious for a moment: "Hurry up, find the switch and stop the death breath."

Anthony shook his head: "Look for the switch, but don't stop for now, let the breath of death spread."

"Why?" Fei Ti asked puzzled.

"If the death breath spreads, but the death breath in a certain area is particularly thin..." Anthony stopped in the middle of speaking, but everyone understood what he meant, and their eyes lit up immediately.

After drawing up a plan, Negris looked at Baloo and asked, "How to deal with it? Lock it up again? It's a pity that the Coffin of Eternity is broken."

If Baloo was a rebellious boy who betrayed the king, then everyone would crush him to death without hesitation, but judging from his performance, not only did he not betray the king, but he was loyal to the king.

It's just that His Majesty didn't tell it when he skipped work, which made it think that the king had changed.

In this situation, it cannot be killed, otherwise it will be impossible to explain to His Majesty, but there is no good way to imprison it, the coffin of eternity is broken, and other things can't lock a mourning soul.

Duroken stood up dissatisfied: "Master Naig, what do you mean? You look down on me, don't you?"

Swing the starting point golden stick, and tap the largest fragment of the coffin of eternity. The fragments immediately flew up, flying around the scattered fragments all over the ground, and those fragments were automatically adsorbed to the large fragments, forming a whole.

There were still cracks, but the Coffin of Eternity returned to Duroken's hands.

Anthony praised: "Every time I see Lord Duroken make a move, it's like watching magic. It's really amazing."

Negris snorted: "What's so magical, you can't understand it and think it's magical, he actually just picked up the fragments all over the floor and put them together into a whole, which is as difficult as building blocks. It's not magical at all, and it hasn't been repaired yet." Woolen cloth."

Duroken said indifferently: "After all, alchemy is only arcane art, a divine weapon, which can only be repaired by gods. My lord, please inject divine power."

The coffin of eternity is the artifact of the goddess of redemption. In the hands of the gods, it will never be damaged, because it itself is a creation of divine power, and it is the divine power that functions, not a sarcophagus.

Ange carefully pointed his finger up and injected divine power. The cracks on the top of the coffin lighted up for a moment, and quickly merged into one body. When the light disappeared, the cracks disappeared without a trace.

Anger suddenly realized that the artifact is a creation of divine power...

When it comes to divine creations, Ange is no stranger, because in the consciousness space of the Lord of Light, he has already manifested many things. To a certain extent, they are also divine creations, but only at the level of consciousness.

But for the gods, what you want is what you get.

Baloo was sealed again with the coffin of eternity, and everyone looked at the mourning body again.

"How to deal with it? It is worth a starburst circle, do you really want to hand it over to the Warlock Union to exchange for a starburst circle?"

PS: This is a big chapter. There have been too many troubles recently. I can write tens of thousands of words with just a little water. I am unlucky. I wish everyone good health and good health. It was swollen for several days and I couldn't even run.