Chapter 1005 The mourning undead soldiers are charging
Chapter 998 The mourning undead soldiers are charging
While Yin Coin was still tricking Olga, Ange and his party had already teleported to the Celestial Fortress.
Ange rubbed his hands together and directly created the teleportation array. With a flash of white light, they appeared on top of the pyramid of the Celestial Fortress. Below was the Gods' Square...the Gods' Farm.
The moment they appeared, four powerful thoughts were locked on them, and four figures standing up to a height of 100 meters stood up, swinging weapons and trying to hit them.
However, they 'saw' the auras of Ange and others in time, stopped their movements, looked around everyone, and finally fell on Negris, and asked hesitantly: "Lord Negre?"
Nigris responded with some shock: "It's me, you are Gor's children? How come you have grown so big? No, no, not only have you grown up, but you have also mutated?"
Back then, Hua Lao Zhan Shu Gor was spawned by the God of Life into ten seeds. Four of them were planted here to protect the Holy Kingdom. Then Ange left them alone. Unexpectedly, they have grown so big now.
They are not grown up, but more like mutations. Each of them has a head of bright white leaves, and a holy light flashes under the wrinkles of the bark. Their consciousness is even more powerful and unmatched, not like a war giant at all.
Tree.
Not even a tree, but some kind of divine product, so Negris said they mutated.
The four bright war trees ignored it and bent down to Ange: "The God of Life."
Nigris still looks like a brass dragon, which is easier to recognize, but Ange now looks like a construct, which is not easy to recognize, but his aura remains unchanged.
Ange nodded.
Nigris said: "Get up, how did you become like this? Is it because of the little ghost?"
The four Light War Trees looked at each other hesitantly. They were Gor's children. They had been planted in the Holy Heaven since they were young. They were not familiar with Ange and his friends, and were not used to Ange's nodding and talking style of Negris.
However, seeing that Ange didn't react, they still straightened up one after another and said: "We don't know why it is like this. The air and water here are gradually exhausted. It is the Lord God of Light who sends us energy, and then we
It gradually became like this.”
"I knew it, but you have strengthened it too much. Your consciousness is stronger than that of the Void War Tree. How many good things have the little ghosts fed you?" Nigris said with envy.
When he was locked by the consciousness of these war trees just now, Nigris felt that their consciousness was stronger than that of the void war trees.
You know, they are Gor's children, they are just plane-level giant war trees, but their consciousness intensity is comparable to that of void-level giant war trees. The little ghost directly raised them to another energy level. It's incredible.
At this moment, everyone suddenly sensed something and lowered their heads to look at the ground.
I saw a ball of holy flame slowly emerging from the cracks in the floor tiles, condensing into a holy ghost.
Seeing so many people, the little face condensed by the Holy Ghost had a look of confusion. After looking around everyone, his eyes fell on Ange: "Ouch!"
Whoosh! Everyone only saw a flash of holy light, and the little ghost had already rushed in front of Ange. Ange blocked it with his finger, and it suddenly hit Ange's finger.
The little ghost tilted his head, hugged Ange's fingers, and shouted "Yeah, yeah, yeah".
Ange nodded and walked into the center of the Gate of Heaven teleportation tower.
Nigris quickly followed him and asked at the same time: "What did the little ghost say? Can't you unify the language? You can also make it speak Aoao language."
Why did the word ‘ya ya’ come out again?
An Ge tilted his head in confusion: "This is, Ao Ao Yu, ah ah, down below."
"Yeah? Who is it?" Nigris was confused. He didn't realize it until he went down to the heaven and saw a small sapling running towards him.
"Why are you here? What about the dimensional space? You are the sacred tree of all worlds that supports the dimensional space." Nigris asked in surprise. The sapling is the pillar supporting the dimensional world. How did it come here?
The sapling slowly climbed onto Ange's shoulder. As soon as he squatted down, he noticed that Ange was a little strange. He stretched out his little hand and knocked on Ange's head, making a wooden knocking sound.
This sound made the little sapling tremble all over. It continued to climb up, squatted down on Ange's head, and waved the true leaves with satisfaction: hard - long - hard - long -
Well, little sapling, this idiot, obviously couldn't answer such a complicated question, so Nigris had no choice but to look at Ange.
Ange shook his head and said: "Thousands of realms, branches, never collapse."
"It won't collapse? That's good, so can the Divine Tree of All Realms divide into many branches? Can we build more dimensional worlds?" Negris asked curiously.
Ange shook his head: "I can't bear it."
The dimensional world is not only supported by small saplings, but also consumes all the material and energy in the chaotic plane. Ange cannot support another one.
However, a complete dimensional world cannot support it, and a dimensional space of several hundred square kilometers is still acceptable. Thinking of this, Ange said: "I want the fog of chaos."
"Ah? What? Sir, do you need the Mist of Chaos?" Anthony was a little confused by Ange's sudden words, and it took him two seconds to realize. Is this a metaphor?
Ange nodded. There are many ways to open up the dimensional space, but to build it into a place with a balance of various elements, it is best to directly use the fog of chaos to realize it. Otherwise, it will be too troublesome to adjust.
The Palace of Rest is a dead world. If there is no farm enchantment, there is no way to grow anything in it. Instead of building it and then opening the farm enchantment, it is better to do it in one step and use the mist of chaos to create a world of balanced elements.
With the dimensional space where the elements are balanced, Ange can reach out and plant things, which makes him happy just thinking about it.
"I know what you want to do. Damn it, the little ghost and the sapling have finally come here, but you only want to open up space to grow vegetables? Don't you want to pursue it at all?!" Nigris was angry.
Ange shook his head.
Anthony couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Chaos Fog, this is not pursued? Where can I go to get Chaos Fog? Why don't I go to His Majesty to get some?"
"Pfft... Your idea is good, and it is also a way. You can go there then. Unfortunately, the old immortal does not have the original body yet, and cannot draw out the fog of chaos." Nigris laughed angrily.
"Then where should we go to get the fog of chaos?" Anthony was troubled.
The little ghost suddenly appeared from Ange's finger, condensed his finger and pointed: Ouch!
Ange immediately looked in the direction of the little ghost's finger. Nigris and Anthony looked at each other and quickly shared Ange's vision. In the dark void outside the sacred heaven, some smaller black spots were stepping on the void.
space, rushing towards here.
Every jump of the little black dot caused ripples in the space, which was especially obvious under Ange's scale ring, almost covering up the cracked purple lines where they stepped.
"They're the Undead Soldiers, huh? Are they charging?"
Thanks to Day Longing for Night, Abaixx for the reward.