Negris underestimated the hungry people's desire for food. Although he had asked to limit the number of people, the temple was still overcrowded by the people who came after hearing the news. Hearing that only pious faith can get the king's rescue, everyone
They rushed to the altar impatiently, wanting to prove to the king how pious they were about immortality or about food.
The scrambling people almost collapsed the dilapidated temple, and even the tauren aunt and her family couldn't maintain order despite shouting at the top of their lungs.
The silver skeleton that had been sweeping the floor held the broom upside down. The front end of the broom was wrapped with black energy and quickly transformed into a two-handed machete. This is the special feature of the soul weapon, which can change into several forms according to its use.
If you are really bored and are interested in practicing, you can create hundreds or eighty different styles without any problem. Once you become proficient, you can change it quickly.
Holding the machete, the silver skeleton jumped up onto a stone pillar next to the altar, arched his body, and let out a silent soul scream.
The people scrambling for the first time could not hear this scream. They only felt a force that could freeze their souls passing through their bodies. It was roughly equivalent to a chill on the neck, but dozens of times stronger.
Most of the people froze and started to tremble.
Following the screams of the silver skeletons, a fence made of white bones was lifted from the ground of the originally wallless temple, enclosing the temple.
After being roared by the silver skeleton, everyone calmed down. After being surrounded by a fence of bones, everyone seemed to remember that this is the Temple of the Undead, the home of the undead, and it is not a place where you can make noise casually.
They lined up obediently and went to the altar one by one to prostrate themselves. When they sincerely believed in immortality, Ange could feel that he and the believers were connected through the bridge of the undead fire, forming a soul network.
At this moment, Ange could even hear some of the other person's inner voices. This feeling was very magical.
Most of them were 'please give me food', a few were 'please let me never die', and occasionally 'please kill the neighbor's vixen', 'let the wind of peace disappear', etc. This made Ange discover that life
Race is really complicated.
In addition to listening to these inner voices, the most important thing for Ange is to transform the power of faith, which makes him feel like he is back in the crypt, constantly guiding energy into his body.
Soul crystals are the condensed energy generated by the souls of undead creatures. Because they can be reversely transformed and replenished into the soul, they can also be used by other undead creatures, so there is a basis for equivalents and can be circulated as a currency.
, as long as it is an undead creature, it will recognize its value.
This energy can naturally be replenished into Ange's soul. Before, because he had to transfer food, Ange didn't dare to use it indiscriminately. Now that there is so much more, the ratio of food to soul crystals has reached one to one hundred, and he can use it as he likes.
With a steady stream of soul energy pouring in, Ange felt like he was growing rapidly.
Sometimes, the change is so sudden, the soul fire suddenly shrinks violently, and all the flames rush inward, forming a ball that seems to be beating. During the contraction and expansion, streams of pure soul energy are released.
It spreads to all the bones in the body.
Nigris noticed Ange's condition and said in surprise: "Soul heart? I said your soul is too solid, unlike a gray-bone skeleton. It turns out that you almost have a soul heart. It won't take long, you
The skeleton will be transformed into a golden skeleton and become the Golden Skeleton King."
The Golden Skeleton King? It seems very powerful. The lord who creates his own is a Golden Skeleton King. Does this mean that he can also create other skeletons like the lord?
…
The sacrifices in the Temple of the Immortal have become normalized in this way. Believers who can devoutly offer soul flames can get a pound of food and can come every day. Ange transferred about ten tons, about 20,000 pounds of food, which is enough for the temple to consume.
a period of time.
Not everyone is pious, and not everyone truly believes in immortality. Out of two hundred people, about a hundred can contribute soul flames, and those who are not firm in their beliefs will not come next time.
After a round of selection, there are only about 200 fixed believers, which is already a very good number. After all, the total population of the dungeon is only about 5,000, and some races and groups with their own beliefs have to be eliminated, as well as some immortals.
The total number of living things is even smaller.
Faced with such a sudden rise of the Temple of the Undead, the management of the dungeon was very controversial. The succubus Lina even proposed to prevent believers from visiting the temple to avoid causing instability.
However, as soon as this proposal was made, Esk angrily scolded him: "Are you crazy? I am also a believer in immortality. Do you want to ban me too?"
Esk is a necromancer. Which necromancer doesn't believe in death?
Lina's heart skipped a beat as she had forgotten this. What's more serious was that she also forgot the identity of the city lord. The city lord was an old lich and a member of the 'immortal'.
When she proposed to seal the Temple of the Undying in the Lich's territory, Lina felt that she must have lost her mind and gone crazy to make such a suggestion.
Feilin knew that she didn't mean it, and was relieved: "Lina just meant well, and was afraid that an unstable solid element would suddenly appear and destroy the current stability."
Lina's head was nodding like a chicken pecking at millet. She had only recently joined this dungeon and wasn't too sure about the situation in the Temple of the Undead. But now she has come to her senses. The Temple of the Undead is a place for worshiping undead creatures.
Feilin, who knew the inside story, said: "Don't worry, the reopening of the temple will probably become the most stable pillar of the underground city, and it will continue to release food, which can alleviate our food shortage. This is a great thing in itself.
Just act like it's nothing and don't bother him."
Craig, who was sitting on the other side, showed a smile that was true. He knew that Feilin had suddenly brought back several batches of food, and now that the temple had suddenly reopened and was releasing food to the public again, anyone with a brain would have guessed both.
There is a connection, only this brainless succubus talks nonsense.
Seeing that everyone had reached an agreement, Feilin changed his voice and said, "How is the use of luminous moss as a supplementary light source to provide illumination for crops that I mentioned a few days ago going?"
Esk and Lina looked at each other, and their eyes finally fell on Craig.
Clegg said: "It failed. The field could not be planted at all. It was planted too far away and the light of the luminous moss was too low. It could not fill the role of light at all. It could only be planted between two rows of crops, but it needs
Planting cannot survive in a humid environment. If you water too much, the roots will rot and the crops will be soaked. Sir, I don’t think this method is feasible.”
"Oh? Failed? But I have seen someone succeed." Felin said.
"Impossible." When it comes to technical issues, none of the smart goblins are convinced: "My lord, could it be that someone has used magic to deceive you? They use magic to maintain the growth of crops for a short period of time to deceive you. My lord, please don't be fooled."