"Flash Feti? Bone Locke, these native undead creatures are so randomly named." Nigris couldn't help but complain.
From the moment Ange read out the name, Duroken and Anthony fell into deep thought, as if their memories were hit by something, and some forgotten things slowly came back to life.
Nigris' words made Duroken, whose memory was recovering, frown, and he said with some hesitation: "I seem to have chosen their names. Are you scolding me??"
"Huh? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."
"Just scold me. I originally named it casually. It's quite casual. It doesn't matter what the name is. What's important is the nickname. I remembered what flash means. It moves like a flash of light. "Duroken murmured.
Nigris almost spat out his blood, so will you allow him to be scolded?
"Yes, yes, I also remembered it, Flash Feti. Master Feti's action was like a flash of light. People often couldn't see his appearance clearly and were knocked to the ground." Anthony also remembered something.
Nigris looked at them and asked in confusion: "Why can't I remember anything? Didn't I know this Flash Feti before?"
Anthony and Durokan looked at each other, turned to Nigris and asked: "You really didn't think of anything?"
Du Luoken said: "It seems to have the best relationship with you. It only learned how to shine after you came. It said that you told it the mystery of time and space. We all remembered it. You really Can’t remember anything?”
Nigris shook his head blankly, why couldn't he remember it at all? No impression at all?
Duroken thought thoughtfully and said: "Now there is only one possibility left. You are different from us. Your memory was not forgotten because of the power of forgetting, but was erased by others."
The only one who has the ability to erase Negris' memory may be the Immortal King: "Why would your Majesty erase my memory?"
"How do we know? Maybe you did something bad, and your memory of the witch is gone. It's probably because you peeped at the witch changing clothes, and His Majesty was angry and erased your memory." Anthony guessed .
"I...I...I..." Nigris faltered for a long time and was speechless, because Anthony's guess was reasonable, otherwise why couldn't it even remember the witch? No one wipes it, just wipe it?
"Did we forget something?" Nigris didn't know how to explain, so he simply changed the subject and turned to look at the white skeleton standing blankly not far away.
Following its words, the rest of the people also turned their gazes and fell on the white skeleton.
"It's strange, we saw it when we came here, why did we ignore it all the time? It wasn't until the adults said the name of Flash Feti just now that I thought of it." Anthony said with a frown.
Duroken also frowned and said, "It seems to have the ability to make people ignore it."
Who is Anthony? Who is Durokan? Who is Negris? It is impossible to ignore a special skeleton just by picking one out. What is the power that makes everyone ignore it?
"Look at its forehead. Is there a mark? It seems... it seems... what kind of mark is it?" As he spoke, Nigris forgot again.
Realizing that everyone's eyes were focused on it, the skeleton endured it for a while, but couldn't stand it any longer, so it turned around and ran away.
"Hey, hey, hey, be careful, don't run around." Da Gu shouted, be careful, and slapped it back.
The little zombie swooped over, bumped with his shoulder, pushed it away, and hit it with the hoe in his hand.
There was a series of chiseling sounds, and sparks came out. There were only a few white spots on the bones of the white skeleton.
The little angel's hands were wrapped in holy light and he attacked.
The white skeleton was stunned from left to right, and was knocked to the ground after a while. The little angel and the little zombie each grabbed one foot and dragged it back.
"This seems to be... this seems to be... ah, it's so annoying, Ange, can you block its power? It always makes you forget things." Nigris shook his head irritably. The word was on my lips, but I couldn't say it.
Ange took out the life-saving rope, tied the skull tightly, and then wrapped it with the Holy Shroud, leaving only the mark on the forehead exposed.
The Holy Shroud blocks most of the overflow of the power of forgetfulness, and the impact is not very serious. You can think normally without forgetting words every now and then.
"This seems to be a mark of forgetfulness, right? Why is there a mark of forgetfulness on a skull's head?" Nigris said as he buttoned the button: "It's not carved on it, it grows out naturally."
"These bones don't look like normal human bones. Could they be the bones of the Forgotten God?" Duroken guessed.
Anthony said: "So, Lord Feti went to kill the Forgotten God and was marked by its forgetfulness, causing everyone to forget about it, but the Forgotten God also died and its skeleton was reincarnated into a skeleton?"
Pulling down the Holy Shroud to reveal the white skull's head, Anthony opened it and asked, "Is that so?"
The white skeleton tilted its head blankly.
"Are you reincarnated into the body of the Forgotten God? What is your name?"
The white skull tilted its head: "I forgot..."
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"Can your divine power still work on yourself? If you accept it, you may not be the God of Forgetfulness, but the God of Forgetfulness." Negris unhappily pulled up the Holy Shroud and covered its face again .
"What should we do now? Can you sense where Flash Feti is? Are you going to find him?" Nigris turned to Ange and asked.
Ange shook his head: "I don't know."
"Then forget it, let's go."
Ange shook his head and suddenly took out an archangel staff: "Xiu Xiu."
"Hey, why do you still have an Archangel's Staff? Didn't you give it to Anthony?" Nigris was surprised.
Anthony was also puzzled: "Yes, I took it to those counterfeiters and repaired it. Except for the lack of holy power, others couldn't tell it was broken. However, many devout believers came from other places to worship."
Ange had emptied the God of Life's warehouse. There was a bunch of damaged equipment in it. It had no repair value, but it was still possible to just repair the appearance. It would not be obvious that it was broken even if it was not dismantled.
"The Goddess of Redemption." Ange said.
Well, now everyone knows, copied from the hapless Goddess of Redemption.
Compared with the God of Life, the Goddess of Redemption at least takes care of the collection, and it is not so bad that it cannot be repaired.
Duroken rolled up his sleeves and said enthusiastically: "It seems that this arduous task can only be left to me. I haven't repaired the Archangel's Staff yet, and I don't know the difference between various underlying principles and Horcruxes." Is it big?"
Duroken quickly regretted his words. After finally repairing the Archangel's Staff, Ange took out a Meteor Hammer. After repairing the Meteor Hammer, he took out a Spirit Feather Hammer. bow.
"How many good things do you have? It's no longer enough. Leave it to the God of Knowledge. Its rich knowledge can make up for the shortcomings in alchemy. It will definitely be able to cultivate well." Duroken said in a daze. .
It's pitiful to see that although he was once a powerful being with a deputy palace, his soul was too weak not long after he was reborn and he couldn't win the high-intensity work.
"No, no, alchemy still depends on Master Duroken. It's up to you." Nigris was not fooled and changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, Ange, why do you think of repairing these things?"
An Ge took a look at the big hole: "It's easy to use."
It was indeed very useful. As soon as Dyson got into position, Ange hit it with two hammers, and the little angel hit it with the Holy Earth Hammer. He had never realized before that good equipment could save so much trouble.
He might as well repair all the junk at home, and if he encounters anyone who disturbs his farming in the future, he will take it out and smash it.
Nigris had a black line on his forehead: "Are you going to use these artifacts as hammers to hit people? You loser..."
Knowing that it was useless, Nigris directly picked up the other equipment except the hammer and put it away first, otherwise such a useless skeleton might really use the Archangel's staff as a hammer to smash it out.
Seeing that Duroken had repaired another one, Ange took out another one.
Du Luoken waved his hand and sat down on the ground: "No more repairs, no more repairs, let me rest for a few decades, Siobada, I have been dead for so many years, and this is the first time I have repaired equipment to the point where I feel like vomiting. Huh?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Duroken discovered that what Ange took out was not a piece of equipment, but a ball.
Ange also realized that he took out the wrong egg. It was the egg he got on Dragon Island, not the equipment, so he stuffed it back with his backhand.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, take it out and let me see. What is that? It can't be an egg, right?" Duroken said.
Ange took out the egg again. This egg was magical. After Ange touched it, the duration of the Dragon God's transformation was actually extended.
But that was a one-time thing, and no matter how much I touched it later, the Dragon God Transformation would not change.
The entire egg was pitch black like a rock, with only a small part of it showing white, which was the place where the concentrated insect ash fluid that Angie had dropped caused the egg to regenerate.
Negris asked doubtfully: "Why didn't you soak it? Let it be reborn so that you can hatch it and see what it is. It is most likely the egg of the Dragon God."
Ange shook his head: "The insect ash liquid is not enough."
"How is it possible? There are countless fish and insects killed in the Pure Sea plane alone. It can completely quench several tons of insect ash liquid. How can it not be enough?" Nigris was surprised.
Ange shook his head: "It's not enough, I have to grow vegetables."
"Okay, I understand, because you have to grow vegetables, you don't want to soak them in insect ash liquid, right?" Nigris said.
Ange nodded matter-of-factly.
Nigris sighed, knowing this would happen. Worm ash liquid is now the main fertilizer for soilless cultivation, and no amount of it is enough.
As long as there is enough fertilizer, Ange can expand the planting area without limit, because there is still a lot of space for expansion in the fresh sea plane.
But he can't wait until he has planted all the waters in the fresh sea plane before dealing with this egg, right? This egg is most likely the egg of the Dragon God, which is very important to the dragon family. Nigris doesn't want to wait too long.
"How about you lend me some worm ash liquid and I'll resurrect it first, okay? Later I'll ask Bruske to send something to the two insect gods to make up for the worm ash liquid I borrowed?" Gris agreed.
The two insect gods, Hemel and Matis, now have the most important task of producing insect ash liquid for Ange. As long as they are fed enough food, they can continuously produce insect ash liquid.
Ange still shook his head: "You need a lot, once. If you don't succeed, it will break."
Nigris understood that it required a lot of worm ash liquid, and there was only one chance. If it failed, the eggs would be broken. If this was the case, no wonder Ange didn't try it easily.
When Duroken heard this, he finally understood something. He couldn't help but interrupt and asked: "Wait a minute, you mean, what kind of insect ash liquid can turn this petrified egg back to life?"
After receiving confirmation from Nigris, Duroken said with a strange expression: "Although this worm gray liquid is very magical, why don't you think about it from other aspects? I heard that the Cherubeus of the Church of Light has a weapon , called petrifying light, is it possible that this egg was affected by some kind of petrifying skill?"
After finishing speaking, Duroken added: "If you think this egg is a fossil, then it must have been broken before it was petrified, and there is no use in resurrecting it."
Nigris couldn't help but slapped himself: "Zobada, I'm stupid, Xia Mara, Xia Mara."
I am so stupid, why do I only think of insect ash liquid? This is obviously a petrified egg, why don't you think about it in terms of petrification skills?
Moreover, if the egg turned into a fossil because it took too long, it must have stinked before it was petrified, and you would only get a stinky egg after being reborn. It would be better to start with the petrification skill directly.
"Xia Mara is the fallen angel, right? What did you call her?" Duroken had already met Xia Mara, so he didn't understand why Nigris would find a fallen angel.
But after Luna separated from her body, he was dumbfounded: "Why do you have everything? Have the angels fallen too?"
Luna nodded towards him: "Hello, Mr. Duroken, the alchemical magician, I am Luna, the angel of wisdom."
"You know me?" Duroken was surprised.
"Of course, it would be my fault if I don't even know the main enemy." Luna said.
Duroken scratched his nose in embarrassment and muttered: "I don't know you..." He didn't even know how many of the gods of light there were.
Luna pretended not to hear, and squatted down to examine the stone eggs. After a while, she said: "It is indeed very much like the petrified light. There are no holes inside. If it is naturally petrified, the material inside will decay and form a hole." There are holes and bubbles, you can try it, Lord Ange, the petrification bow is in your hand, you just need to adjust it to the position to remove petrification."
As soon as Luna finished speaking, Duroken couldn't help shouting: "Do you have the petrified bow in your hand? Why haven't I seen you use it? With the petrified bow, how can you build the archangel's staff? That's even An artifact that can turn gods into stone."
Ange tilted his head, thought for a while, and then looked at his arm. There were two inconspicuous rings there, and they were covered by the scarecrow magic. If Luna hadn't told him, he wouldn't have remembered that he had two rings. A ring.
"Forgot." Ange patted the two rings, and the rings bounced up instantly, and with a clicking sound, they combined into a crossbow.
Ange followed Luna's instructions and adjusted the gear to the position to remove petrification. Luna said: "Normally, I don't use the function to remove petrification, because it consumes too much holy power and requires too much energy. It is ten times more powerful than the petrified arrow, even I have to store energy for a long time."
Ange silently poured energy into it. If nothing else was enough, the Holy Light would be enough.
The lifting light infused with ten times the holy power hit the stone eggs, and just like the original God of Libra, the stone on the surface peeled off layer by layer.
The moment the stone egg was lifted from petrification, a kind of fluctuation of the dragon's heartbeat spread out, just like last time, but this time the fluctuation was dozens of times stronger.
Ange suddenly threw away the petrified bow in his hand, the scales on his body surged, he transformed into a dragon god, and punched the surface of the stone egg.
His actions scared Nigris and exclaimed: "What are you doing? This is the egg of the Dragon God!"
"No, it's a natural enemy." As he said this, Ange's fist fell on the egg.
