The next ones to take action are Ange, the Serpent of Doom, the God of Life, the Golden Titan, Shamara (Luna), the False Harvest Goddess (Lisa), the God of Profits, the Witch, the Great Sage, Flash Feti, Harvey is on the waist... and Locke (Lord of Annihilation) comes to support remotely.
In the void, facing such a lineup, the fate of the Chaos Holy Spirit can be imagined. The scene is too miserable to be (lazy) bear (have to) write...
Time just wandered like this, and more than half a year passed.
"Loroka, this will be your home from now on. We have separated many pure cavities with waterproof silk membranes. Each one is filled with pure water. If one is contaminated, you can move to a new cavity immediately. Are you satisfied with this?" Nigris said, with a smile on his face that would kidnap a child.
However, the abducted 'child' was willing to be abducted. In a clean crystal bottle, a water ball-shaped Loloca's head popped out from the mouth of the bottle and nodded eagerly.
Pure water element +1, Nigris's face burst into laughter, and he said to Roloca: "Go, if you cooperate with Tom, you can pull the entire conch, and we can move in the void from now on."
Loroka nodded excitedly: "I have become pure!"
Then with a bang, the water ball in the crystal bottle suddenly collapsed and sank back to the bottom of the bottle as if it had lost its tension. Roloca's consciousness had been transferred to the pure water in the cavity of the conch shell.
The former Strong Bones Locke, now the Lord of Annihilation, looked at all this with some helplessness. It was not until after Roloca left that he sighed: "You kidnapped our Roloca. From now on, the Starburst Magic Circle will Circulating water is difficult to deal with.”
Loroka is easily depressed and shuts down whenever dirty things are encountered. Therefore, it is not well-known among the joint warlocks, but in fact it is the most important one among the twelve joint warlocks. Without it, the entire Starburst Magic Circle would not be possible. The law lives in people.
The circulating water system must be maintained by Loroka, otherwise it will not be able to support the domestic water supply of hundreds of thousands of people.
Nigris didn't care about this, and even reprimanded him with his hands on his hips: "You have the nerve to say, you heartless bastard, Loroka is so afraid of dirty things, why do you still let it treat recycled water? I'll kidnap him. It’s saving it from hell, pushing conch shells here with us, so much better than dealing with dirty water.”
"Alas." Locke sighed. It was also because of this that he did not stop it, but was happy to see the result. Unexpectedly, his complaints only started after Roloca left.
"Don't sigh. You think I don't know. You go to Lisa and buy a bunch of silk cloth to make a filter membrane. With some sedimentation tanks and water elements, you can complete the water cycle. If it doesn't work, you can reincarnate everyone into immortals. Just biology," Negris said.
When the old man's background was exposed, Locke's face turned red and he said, "No, you kidnapped my Loloca. You have to find a way to compensate me."
This is Locke's purpose.
But Nigris changed the subject: "I can't adapt to you being like this. Where did the tough-boned Locke who used to do nothing but move his words go? Why do you still learn to use excuses now?"
Locke blushed. To be honest, he was not used to it, even in front of outsiders. Others didn't know him before, but now in front of the familiar dragon, he was ashamed of this change.
"There is no way." Locke said helplessly: "Your Majesty threw away a bunch of things. If I had just done it, these things would have been gone long ago."
Fighting is easy, but managing is difficult. Locke, who has never had any experience in this field, hastened to get on the shelf. He is learning and doing at the same time. It is already very good to be able to maintain this level.
You can feel the sadness from Locke's tone. Nigris said sympathetically: "It's so pitiful. We have met Lisa, Anthony, Silver Coin and other management talents early on, so we can't understand your Sad, sorry.”
Locke's eyes narrowed: "What you are saying now is really irritating. Don't let me get the chance to put a sack on you and beat you up."
Sensing something in the distance, Ange stood up straight.
Locke quickly put on a smile: "Chatting, chatting with old friends."
Looking like nothing was wrong, Ange bent over and started planting things again.
Locke breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice: "Is Ange really the vegetable growing skeleton from the previous farm?"
"Of course, if it weren't for the vegetable-growing skeleton, it would be so persistent in growing things?" Negris said.
"But, didn't he just inherit His Majesty's immortal godhead? Why is a godhead so 'fierce'?" Locke found it difficult to understand. The 'fierce' he meant here was very oppressive.
Locke himself has beaten more than a few gods, such as the God of Knowledge in front of him, so he doesn't take gods seriously. The Lord of Mourning is a being comparable to a god.
But Ange, the god, put too much pressure on him, just like when he faced His Majesty. This skeleton obviously only cares about growing vegetables and usually doesn't pay much attention to people. Why is it so powerful?
"Haha, he only inherited one immortal godhead, but he ignited several godheads himself, and even ignited a second immortal godhead. He is a multi-in-one super god. Just get used to it." Nigris put his hands on his hips proudly. He looks like a dragon with divine power.
"Then can you ask Ange to return my bones to me?" Locke asked.
Negris asked in confusion: "Don't you already have the skeleton of Balu the Giant Hand? Why do you need your own bones?"
"Haha, my bones are stronger." Locke said angrily, can Balu's bones compare with his old bones? Although it is also a mourning, the bones of an old mourning are much harder than those of a new mourning.
"No, no, if you haven't been here for such a long time, the bones will have been damaged and broken by the weather, so we burned them." Nigris opened his mouth and started talking nonsense.
Realizing that Nigris had made up his mind not to return his bones, Locke said instead: "Can your Majesty's skeleton be handed over to me?"
"Leave it to you? Where are you going to take it?" Nigris asked curiously.
"If you don't take it anywhere, leave it to me to protect it." Locke said.
"Well, I didn't stop you. You have to protect you. The witch will always be there, as long as you don't move the skeleton away." Nigris said.
"Do you agree?" Locke asked in surprise.
Nigris said inexplicably: "You are going to guard Lao Immortal. If I don't agree with you, just don't stop us."
"Great, then I can rest assured to leave all these to you. Thank you, God of Knowledge. From now on, the Warlock Alliance will be handed over to you. I will protect your majesty." Locke put all kinds of badges and secrets in one go. Keys, restricted permissions, etc., were all in Senegris's arms, and then he rushed towards the teleportation array without looking back, and teleported away in a whoosh.
Nigris was confused and was at a loss as he held the pile of things: "What do you mean? Why did you go to protect the immortal and give this place to me? You don't want the Warlock Alliance either? So Bada, how dare you trick me here?!"
(End of chapter)
