Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Anger came faster than Luther, and came to a pothole. Someone was guarding the hole, and then a group of people surrounded the two workers.

It was reported that they were dead, but in fact they were not completely dead. Both of them were stabbed in the neck, a lot of blood gushed out, their faces became paler and paler, and they were about to die.

Lisa was at a loss. Although her cleansing technique had a partial healing effect, it was not mainly used for healing, but for beauty, and it was only at the first level, so she was powerless to face this kind of trauma.

This is probably also the reason why the person who reported them said they died. Such an injury would undoubtedly cause death in this world.

Ange came over to take a look, and Lisa said anxiously: "I have injured a large blood vessel. The pressure on the blood vessel is too high. The wound will be opened before it heals. It needs at least level 4 powerful healing technique to be able to immediately Heal wounds."

"Don't let it rush away." An Ge tilted his head.

"Ah?" Lisa was a little confused, what does your lord mean by this? It just couldn't heal immediately, so it was washed away. If you don't let it break away, won't it heal?

An Ge squatted down, focusing on the wound on the neck, and saw that the wound moved slightly, and the two sides tightened towards the middle, as if an invisible hand pulled the wound together, and the blood slowly stopped.

Pressing the holy light on the wound, the enhanced face cleansing technique several times stronger than Lisa quickly healed the wound, and when the wound was completely healed, Ange let go of his thoughts, and the pressure on the wound would no longer be able to break through the wound .

With the help of thoughts, it is equivalent to having an invisible hemostatic forceps. Hemostasis first and then treatment. Following the law, the two wounded were temporarily rescued. However, they lost too much blood, and it is still unknown whether they can survive.

"That's all right?" Somewhat surprised by Ange's understatement, Lisa approached Feilin and asked quietly, "Can your thoughts tighten the wound?"

Feilin shook his head: "I can't do it, your lord's soul is too strong."

After healing the wounded, Ange took out his scythe and led everyone into the pit.

Inside is a dark corridor with exquisite reliefs on all sides, and there are sculptures hanging on the walls at intervals.

Negris warned at a glance: "Be careful of those sculptures, they are gargoyles."

"Aww!" The little zombie roared, and a swoop hit the sculpture, directly smashing the sculpture into pieces and falling off.

Negris roared angrily: "Be careful, I don't want you to bump into it!!!"

But the shattered sculptures also show their state. After thousands of years of burial, these gargoyles have been inactivated.

"Ow!" The little zombie didn't care about Negris, yelled, and slammed into another sculpture.

During this period of time, the one who benefited the most from growing vegetables in the wild was actually the little zombie, who imitated Ange every night and stretched out his hand into the wind of rest.

At the beginning, it only dared to stretch out one finger, touch it and retract it, touch it again and retract it again, and soon it dared to hold its finger up all the time.

The cold breath in the wind of rest tempered its soul and strengthened its flesh. Although it looked like a bast zombie, its body had already reached the level of a copper-skinned zombie, and it was still very dense and boneless. Copper-skinned zombies with loose texture.

If it wasn't for Ange's example, a Lich of his level would never dare to expose their bodies to the wind of rest, because they don't know the benefits of doing so, they only know that the cold breath will make the soul uncomfortable.

But how can you have a strong body without going through a lot of tempering? Eat hard and suffer, and you will become a corpse within a corpse.

There was another collision, and the sculpture on the opposite wall was also shattered.

When Fa Shiwei was about to hit the third statue, the statue turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared, and the little zombie hit the wall directly.

"Be careful, everyone." Just as Negris warned, the hands of the angel skeleton next to him suddenly lit up with holy light, covering it like two shining gloves, and then punched out.

when! There was nothing in front of it, but it was obvious that something had been hit, and there was a "dang" sound, and the light on the Angel Skull's hand also brightened due to the collision, reflecting a blurry phantom.

Before everyone could see what it was, Angel Skull's other fist hit it again, Dang! There was another blow.

The angel skeleton's two fists, like the beads, Dangdang, Dangdang, serial attack, and the strike sound.

Its usual fighting with the little zombies is not just fighting, many creatures' fighting skills and hunting skills are practiced from fighting.

With continuous collisions and flashes of light, the Angel Skull could barely see what the enemy was fighting against. It was a cloud of human-shaped smoke, holding two shadow-like short daggers, stabbing quickly.

"It's a ghost warrior!" Negris, who saw clearly, quickly warned.

Ange tilted his head to look at it.

Negris sighed: "Don't you know what a ghost warrior is?"

Angus nodded.

"Do you know ghosts? Do you remember Ferlin's little pet black face? Then do you know the black warrior? The ghost warrior is the same as the black warrior. It is a spirit body with a physical body. The difference is that the ghost warrior has no wisdom, while the black warrior has wisdom. , just like the difference between a zombie and a lich."

"Looking at the guards and the like, it's better not to be wise. A wise soul has stayed here for thousands of years, and probably ran away long ago." After finishing speaking, Negris scolded again: "I am the god of knowledge, am I not God of common sense, don’t keep asking these common sense things.”

"Oh, where is the king?" Ange immediately thought of the question that he wanted to know the most and it was not common sense.

"..." If he didn't know Ange's character, Negris would think that he did it on purpose. How could he stab someone in a wound like this?

During the time when Ange and Negris were talking, the battle between the Angel Skull and the Ghost Warrior entered a fierce stage. The holy light in the hands of the Angel Skull was like two gloves, and the shadow spikes of the Ghost Warrior did not lose the wind , but forced the enemy to retreat step by step.

The ghost warrior retreated to the wall step by step. There was no way to retreat, and he could only turn into a cloud of smoke.

Angel Skull's punch missed and hit the wall with a loud bang, almost breaking the wall, making the little zombie on the other side tremble.

Spreading its wings suddenly, the Angel Skeleton flew up, and the probing hand caught a cloud of smoke, and flung it hard to the ground.

Ordinary angels may not be able to see through the traces of ghost warriors, but this one in front of them is not an angel, but a skeleton in angel skin. It also observes the world with its soul.

The ghost warrior is good at stealth and assassination, and he is completely inferior to the battle angel who has a strong desire to fight. When his whereabouts are seen through, his fate is doomed.

The ghost warrior who was thrown back to the ground was bombarded continuously by the angel skull's fist wrapped in holy light, and exploded into pieces.

After blowing up the enemy, the Angel Skeleton ran back slowly, and raised its small fist to show Ange that there was a damaged wound on it, which was probably caused by hitting the wall.

Anger offered holy light to heal it, and the Death Scythe in the other hand hooked forward, and a ball of soul flame was drawn back.

The Angel Skull blasted the ghost warrior, but failed to kill it. If it recovers, it will be a huge threat to ordinary people.

In the corridor at the back, they didn't meet any enemies again. Time is indeed the greatest enemy of all. Even the immortal souls sometimes find it difficult to survive the passage of time.

But it is more likely that it disappeared with the king.

When I came to the end of the corridor, what I saw was a thick wall, and I couldn't see any mechanical switches, and even the soul couldn't penetrate it.

"How to open this door?" Anger asked Negris, this should not be common sense.

"..."

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