Negris finally understood that Ange had sealed most of the power in order to hide it from someone: "It seems that Macor's god is not a serious thing. His journey to the kingdom of God is not a journey of happiness, but a journey to hell. Travel."
The two eyes that stretched out looked in this direction for a long time, but found nothing, and finally retracted in confusion.
Obviously it might sense something, but Ange's reaction was too fast, and he also had an artifact that could seal power. He quickly sealed the power and disguised it as an ordinary creature.
For these powerful creatures, there is no strong energy response, and it will not notice you at all, just like the dragon will not notice the dragon lice on its body.
Marco and the others failed to see through this falsehood and were still immersed in the joy of the holiday. Under their control, the airship slowly landed on the ground.
Nigris switched to his own line of sight and saw a flat and spacious square with many airships parked around it. No one could be seen around it.
Looking in the direction of 'hair', I saw a huge city looming in the light. Countless light pillars were changing, some swaying, and some piercing the sky.
Switching to Ange's line of sight, he discovered that those light pillars were hair, and each light pillar was a hair. The hairs piercing the sky were attacking the body of the Snake of Doom.
Nigris couldn't help but mutter: "It's so magical. Is this an illusion? Compared with Wu Ga's real illusion, which one is more powerful? You can see through its illusion, but can it see through your scarecrow hat?"
Ange responded: "Wu Ga, it's awesome. It's big, and I'm small. It can't see through me."
"Is Wu Ga more powerful? Then it's not very powerful. Is it because the range is too large, so it's easy to see through? The scarecrow's hat has a small range, so it can't see through it?" Negris asked.
Ange nodded.
"Then I'm relieved." Nigris breathed a sigh of relief. Although the scarecrow hat is of low level, it is equivalent to a divine weapon when placed on Ange. Even those with weaker mental power than him can't see through this disguise.
I finally encountered a red creature, but because of the dispersion of power, I still couldn't see through it, so Ange could rest assured and go swimming.
Marco and the others couldn't wait to leave the airship and walked out of the square, looking a little excited.
Negris said doubtfully: "There is something wrong with them, are they too excited? What fun is there? When they said they were surrendering just now, they were not so excited. They were all complaining about the Kingdom of God. If it is an illusion, So why not innovate better food and material comforts? So that they won’t rebel after eating beets. Is it because the taste cannot be virtualized?”
The real illusion of Wu Ga can make people feel like they are in reality, and even the taste, smell, pleasure, etc. can be simulated. The illusion of this creature is worse than Wu Ga's, and it is likely that it cannot simulate the taste.
Ange followed and stepped into the square. His feet stepped on the bones on the ground and he immediately tilted his head.
"What's wrong?" Negris switched to Ange's line of sight and looked at his feet. He saw a strong aura of death pouring into the bones along Ange's feet.
Looking at the dark and rich breath of death, Nigris was shocked: "It's such a strong breath of death. How many people have to die to produce such a breath of death? In other words, are all these bones alive?"
Only living things have souls, and they will produce the breath of death when they die here. If they were just bones thrown here, the dead things will not produce the breath of death.
There were too many bones. Nigris could not imagine what kind of disaster would produce so many bones, so he hypothesized whether the bones would be transferred from other places. However, these dead bodies proved that this assumption was not valid. .
"It's so cruel. Why did you kill so many people? Look at the shape of the bones. There are humans, goblins, and dwarves. What is this, a horse?" Nag identified carefully.
This place is simply a treasure of death breath. Between the thick bones on the ground, there is a large amount of death breath that is so rich that it is about to condense. Every step of the foot can bring up a large amount of death breath.
Ange transferred them directly to the Palace of Rest and poured them into the vat containing the breath of death liquid.
"There are too many death breaths. If we collect them all, we can't fill the Palace of Rest?" Nigris said enviously.
Just having so much death aura makes this dive worth it. The foundation of undead creatures is the aura of death. It is the basis of the soul. Without the aura of death, undead creatures cannot be born at all.
If the aura of death in other places was as strong as the one under your feet, it would be equivalent to the accumulation of one plane, and it would be enough to create an undead empire.
Ange quietly used his feet to extract the breath of death from the ground, while following Macol and others forward. After walking for a while, Negris finally determined that something was wrong with them.
"They seemed to be charmed," Negris said.
I was quietly charmed. If I think about it carefully, the charm should have started from the moment I saw the plane.
This is not surprising. When a species has coexisted with super life forms for a long time, all methods can be twice as effective. For example, with the God of Life, any punishment method is particularly effective against elves, but not so obviously effective against humans or other creatures. .
"Charm plus illusion, the effect is doubled. No wonder these people are so excited when mentioning the Kingdom of God." Negris said in a low voice.
Everything here is weird, and countless questions appear in Nigris's heart, such as why does this 'hair' do this? What are you doing raising so many goblins and humans? All kinds of questions made it want to catch Anthony and Yin Coin and let them analyze it.
"Can you think of a way to catch Anthony and the others? Uh, what are you doing?" After coming back to his senses, Nigris found that Ange was causing trouble again. He even quietly crushed the grave grass and spread it under his feet. Throw it into the gaps between bones.
"Plant." Ange said.
"..." Nigris was speechless. The place was dead, desolate, and filled with the breath of death. It was not suitable for plant growth. But Ange had all kinds of crops. There was always something suitable for the environment here, such as cemetery moss, which is grave grass.
This is one of the few plants that can grow in an environment rich in the breath of death. It does not require water or soil. As long as there is the breath of death, it can grow.
"Will you die if you don't plant something? Aren't you afraid that these 'hairs' will find us and turn us out? Then you might as well plant a world tree." Nigris said angrily.
Ange nodded.
"Uh, what do you mean? Have you already planted it?" Nigris suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He turned his head and looked behind him, but he didn't see any World Tree saplings.
After thinking about it, it returned to the Book of Brass and flew towards the farm. Sure enough, it saw a lone World Tree sapling planted in the center of Farm No. 2.
"Zobada, you did plant it as expected. Fortunately, you didn't mess around and knew how to plant the world tree at home." Nigris breathed a sigh of relief. Planting it in the Palace of Rest will at least not attract the attention of those who discovered it.
Seeing the Book of Brass flying over, the seedling actually started to move, waving its opposite leaves and sending out some warm messages.
Nigris's heart moved, and he quickly flew over, and he really felt the warm messages: harder-longer-harder-longer-not longer...?
"As expected, it's you, stupid little tree." Nigris scolded angrily.
The seedlings tilted, sending out some confusing messages, as if asking: Who are you——
Nigris opened the page of the book and slammed it in front of the little sapling. Nigris' dragon form appeared on the page and roared: "It's me, you stupid little sapling."
The sapling sends out a message of panic: fear - fear -
Then it grew wildly. From a small sapling, a waist-thick vine grew in an instant. It twisted into a fist and punched the dragon shadow on the page, knocking the Book of Brass away.
"Zobada, how come you have learned how to hit people?! Damn it, you were led astray by those two dead children. You can't do this. It's wrong to hit people. Ouch, you stupid little tree, why are your fists so heavy? Huh? It hurts so much to hit someone." Nigris quickly retracted the Book of Brass and checked to make sure it was not damaged.
However, the intensity of Xiaoshu's attack also made Nigris secretly frightened. Xiaoshu obviously acted hastily and subconsciously, but he was able to knock the Book of Brass away? This is not the baby dragon body it projects, but an artifact that can seal gods.
"Why is it here? When did you put it in?" Nigris turned to Ange and asked.
Ange responded: "Not plugged, branched, just planted."
"Hiss - this is not a small tree? Is it a clone of the small tree? Did you just plant it? Does the small tree have seeds?" Nigris said in shock.
Ange said in confusion: "Yes, Iron Sand City."
The saplings have already had seeds. The one in Iron Sand City was planted from the seeds of the saplings. Moreover, the old tree also said that the saplings are already stronger than it. It’s just that these familiar people are used to treating the saplings as a tree. Look at it as a seedling.
"Uh, so you used the seeds of the sapling to grow a new world tree, so the sapling can be transferred using the world tree with the same root system? Transfer it like the old tree?" Negris asked.
Ange nodded and added: "Little tree, stronger."
After finishing speaking, his mind sent a message to the little tree.
Oh - after the sapling sent out a message, it immediately dug its roots into the soil and waved to the leaves: hard - long - hard - long -
The sapling grew wildly and soon grew into a big tree, with a huge tree hole twisted between the trunk and roots.
Nigris was looking doubtfully into the dark tree hole. Suddenly, two white light beams shot out from inside, swaying like searchlights.
Not long after, the little angel's eyes flashed, and he ran out of it with a beam of light like a magic searchlight, followed by a little zombie.
"Sure enough, it's you two dead kids. Oh my God, isn't this the space tree hole where the old tree took us when we went to the Elf Forest? The space tree hole of the young sapling can actually connect the starburst plane and The Palace of Rest?" Nigris was shocked.
The space tree hole of the old tree directly transferred them from the edge of the Elf Forest to itself, but the distance was only one or two thousand kilometers, but the young sapling was connected from the starburst plane to the Palace of Rest. This distance was too far. Already? Is the sapling so strong?
Not long after the little angel zombie ran out, Fetty emerged from the tree hole with his head in the air. After seeing clearly the surrounding situation, he shouted in shock:
"This...isn't this the Palace of Rest? Hey, Master Naige? Is it really the Palace of Rest? These two dead children murmured with the saplings for a long time, and then they took us to Iron Sand City to go to a place. How can you get to the Palace of Rest by drilling into the hole of a big tree?"
Soon, Duroken also came out: "This...isn't this the Palace of Rest? Hey, Master Naige?"
Not long after, Anthony also came out: "This...isn't this the Palace of Rest? Hey, Master Naige?"
Nigris said angrily: "You have practiced it before, right? Why do you always say this? It comes just in time. The death stick is coming to help quickly."
Thank you Xiaojiucha, Pamsylemon, for the tip.
(End of chapter)
