Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"It's just a fragment of the godhead. What's so strange about it. You can attach yourself to it. It's either the original god or a false god." Nigris said disapprovingly.

It knows the god system too well. Ange has a lot of godhead, Anthony is an expert in the god system, and Dyson is a thief. He has a comprehensive understanding of the godhead system from high school to low level. What is the situation of this godhead fragment? It's obvious at a glance, no need to ask.

Moreover, isn't it possible to search for souls? It's not too late to kill them and then search for them.

"It's true that this rabbit is quite fat. When Sawa and Vanya were in Meishen City, they invented a lot of snacks and snacks, such as spicy rabbit heads. How about we eat the whole spicy rabbit heads." Nai Grice suggested.

The king was not interested at all: "You don't need to eat, I won't eat, talk about Sombra, where can I find Sombra?"

"In the Black Stone Forest." The rabbit said in horror: "I told you everything you want to know, don't eat me, you are so cruel, I specifically chose this appearance, the rabbit is so cute, you actually want to eat it?"

Nigris rolled his eyes: "You are so cute and you want to hide in the cemetery? Cuteness is useless here, let alone us. When those stray children see you, they will start a fire as soon as they see you."

The rabbit stared with his big round eyes and said innocently: "There is no place to go."

Nigris rolled his eyes: "Don't pretend to be cute. We have seen too many cute creatures. My favorite thing is to pierce it with a stick, roast it on the fire until it squeaks with oil, and then sprinkle some spices to make it fragrant. Where is the Blackstone Forest?”

Rabbit didn't dare to pretend anymore. His face returned to a 'human' expression, and he said with a wry smile: "What do you want me to say? It's in the Black Stone Forest. The Black Stone Forest is in the Black Stone Forest. I don't know where it is. It’s in Blackstone Forest.”

Nigris nodded to express his understanding. Without a house number, it was indeed difficult to express in words where the Black Stone Forest was.

It's as if these giant dragons met on the sea. When pointing the way, they would point in one direction, and then shout in dragon language: There.

The distance of 'there' depends on how long the first sound can be. 'There' is very close, 'that--li' is a bit far, and 'that---li' basically takes several miles. Oh my god.

"Please point me in the direction and tell me how far it is." Nigris said.

The rabbit stretched out his paw and pointed into the void and said, "I don't know how far it is. An ordinary airship takes nine months to fly."

"Uh, in the void? Nine months? You won't lie to us, will you." Nigris asked dubiously.

"No, no, absolutely not. If I lie to you, you will make a spicy rabbit head and eat it." Rabbit swore.

Nigris looked at Ange. It had finished asking. Unfortunately, it was not Anthony. There was no way to judge whether what the rabbit said was true or false. It could only be judged by Ange.

Although it does not think that Ange's judgment will definitely be right, even if it is wrong, Ange can still bear the consequences. The person who makes the decision does not necessarily need to be very wise, but he must be able to shoulder the responsibility.

Ange took a closer look at the rabbit and said, "New."

"New? What do you mean? Are the fragments of the godhead new? Can you still see the old and new ones?" The king glanced at Ange in surprise, then looked at Negris, waiting for its explanation.

Nigris shook his head. He didn't know. Can the fragments of the godhead still tell whether they are new or old?

Ange explained distressedly: "The new ones are scattered and chaotic, while the old ones are stable and collected."

Nigris suddenly understood: "Are you saying that the new fragments of the godhead will scatter and the fluctuations will be a little more chaotic, while the old ones will be more stable? Is it because it is not used to this way of existence?"

Ange nodded, then shook his head: "Not used to it, big consciousness, small fragments, too tight."

This sentence did not need to be translated by Negris, and the king understood it. When he took a closer look, he found that the fragments of the godhead were a bit messy and the differences were not very obvious. If he did not look carefully and coupled with Ange's reminder, he would not have noticed this at all. A subtle difference.

"The newly broken godhead? Is it the God of Wind that Yin Coin mentioned?" The king thought of something.

"That should be it. What about the God of Wind? Gods are not just random lettuce. They can't break one every day." Nigris said.

Seeing that no one could remember its name, Rabbit weakly reminded: "It's the God of Wind."

"Oh yes, God of Wind, no wonder you couldn't catch up with me when you ran just now. It turns out you are a god of speed. How come you were beaten to death?" the king asked curiously.

The God of Wind said bitterly: "It's as long as parchment. Can you tell me first, who are you? Why do you seem to know God very well? Are you also a god?"

"Haha, listen carefully." Nigris put his hands on his hips and said:

"In front of you is: the co-owner of the origin of darkness and the origin of the abyss, the king of all ancient gods in the void, knowledge, cultivation, harvest and beauty, equality and justice, war and peace...the controller of divine power, the reverser of the laws of the void... The 'god' of the origin of time - Nag, the God of Knowledge."

"Pfft--" The God of Wind, who had been shocked by the three-page long title in front of him, was amused by the twist in the last sentence: "Is this still possible? Then I am also the origin of darkness and the origin of abyss. The co-owner’s captives.”

Nigris nodded matter-of-factly.

Seeing Nigris' confident look, the God of Wind suddenly became a little unconfident: "Is it true? Do you really call it this name?"

"What name? It's a title. It's a title sung by all the creatures in the void." Negris corrected.

The king also joined in the fun: "My name is not this, my title is the king of all the undead in the entire void."

The God of Swift Wind couldn't help but sighed: "I knew I would have a very long title. Compared with the God of Swift Wind and others, it would be so out of place."

Apparently they still think it was their fault.

If you don't believe it, don't believe it. It's just teasing him anyway. The king returned to the topic: "Okay, tell me your situation. If I explain it clearly, I won't kill you."

"Alas." The God of Wind sighed: "Since you have heard about me, you should also have heard about who did it. That day I was in a daze in my own kingdom of God, and suddenly I was surrounded by a group of magicians. They asked me to register.”

"Not only do you have to register the name of the god, the magic skills, and the number of believers, but you also have to register when you leave the Kingdom of God in the future, and you have to report promptly wherever you go. You also have to abide by the civilized conventions of the gods. No fighting, no teasing of women, no this and that, blah blah blah. A lot of it."

"Originally, they had sent someone to notify me earlier, but when I heard it, I laughed angrily and punished the guy who sent the notification on the spot. I didn't expect that they would be serious and then it would become like this. "

"My godhead was blown away, and my mind was attached to a small fragment, and it was possessed by a rabbit. I didn't expect it to be like this. They still won't let me go. Some guys are wearing a kind of weapon that can capture the divine power. Glasses, the self-proclaimed catcher of gods, is hunting me all over the world.”

"Maybe it's not just me. All people with divine power are their targets. If they are caught, they will be required to register. If they refuse to register, they will be surrounded and suppressed. If you are also gods, be careful of these lunatics."

The king and Negris looked at each other: "Civilization Convention of the Gods? Why do I feel that they are so formal?"