Chapter 400 Quietly practice the trick of sowing seeds
After releasing the Water God, Ange kept using the pollination technique and rolled out a tornado.
Pollination is a very low-level wind magic. If magic has a level of a few tenths, then Pollination should be around level 0. It consumes less than one-tenth of the magic power of first-level magic...
Therefore, Ange can be used hundreds of times in one second, pollinating hundreds of thousands of crops in thousands of acres of land in a short period of time.
However, pollination is a magic that can increase in value infinitely. As long as the center point is kept consistent every time the spell is cast, it can be like stirring a water vat, stirring up the tornado bigger and bigger until the whole world can no longer accommodate it.
But this is not an easy thing to do. It is easy to say that the center point is consistent, but even if Diluni is asked to do it, it can be done once or twice, or hundreds of times, but can he keep it consistent for several hours?
Your eyes are not dazzled, your hands are not sore, your legs are not weak?
Ange can.
The tornado became bigger and bigger, rising higher and higher, reaching straight through the sky and the earth. Following the vortex at the center, a large amount of cloud water vapor was sucked down.
The wind and clouds surged, and the clouds above the head were pulled away. The wind and clouds in all directions surged rapidly, quickly filling in the missing places, and then continued to be pulled down. At the location where the tornado landed, the moisture and humidity climbed crazily.
In this case, some low-level water magic can also achieve transcendent effects. Originally, Ange could do two things and then cast the rain spell, but there is no water god.
"What? You want me to condense water? Condensate all this water vapor into water droplets?" When Thom heard Ange's request, his face was filled with disbelief. He thought he had heard wrongly.
Ange nodded and urged: "Hurry."
"But, I am the water god, water god Thom, water 'god'." Thom couldn't believe it and couldn't help emphasizing his identity.
Other people had already rushed over one after another, including Nigris, who curled his lips and said: "I know, I am the 'god' of knowledge, and this is the 'goddess' of redemption..."
Having said this, Nigris gestured to the Goddess of Redemption. The Goddess of Redemption, who pretended to be obedient with her big eyes open, picked up her skirt, pulled out a small hammer, and started to strike fiercely.
Nigris was speechless: "You just have to be cute. You don't need to be pretentious. It's not fierce at all, Shyamala Shyamala."
Shyamala spread her wings, black holy flames surged from her body, and glared at Thom, looking evil.
Tom is not afraid. The power of corruption has no effect on it. It is not as threatening as salt water. Just when he was about to taunt him, Ange slapped it on the head: "Quickly."
"Oh." Tom obediently turned into water mist. Soon, thick water mist filled the surrounding area, quickly infiltrated the earth, and formed several small streams on the ground, flowing into the distance.
Although it is reluctant, who puts its soul in Ange's hands? It is just a little unbelievable that the majestic water god actually wants to do such a job?
But the Goddess of Redemption is used to be cute, the fallen angel is used to bluff people, and it seems that it is not unacceptable to use it to condense water.
The condensed water vapor is quite pure, at least much purer than holy water, and it won't stain yourself. Forget it, let's get to work.
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Tom himself is known as the water god, but in fact, it should be classified as an elemental creature. It does not have a godhead. The control of water is innate and requires no effort at all. No matter how much water vapor is rolled down, it can control it in a very short time. Condensed into mist.
The water mist merged into water droplets, the water droplets merged into creeks, the creeks merged into rivers, and floods formed in the desert.
The wind and clouds surged, the color of the sky and the earth changed. Ange's continuous spells began to trigger celestial phenomena. The sky above his head seemed to be missing, clean and cloudless, but there were endless dark clouds rushing in from all directions.
The dark clouds did not come directly over, but swirled around the edge. If you move your sight to high altitude, you can see a huge cyclone taking shape.
Among everyone present, Diluni is the best at wind magic. His nickname is Typhoon Sky, but at this moment he was shocked: "You can use such low-level magic to trigger celestial phenomena? Are you kidding me?"
Nigris asked curiously: "Can you do it?"
"What the heck I can do, I don't even dare to think about it. With this level of low-pressure air tank, I have to give me a team of magicians or smash hundreds of thousands of magic crystals into it to be able to accumulate it. No, no, no, we can’t call it a low-pressure air trough, this is a low-pressure cyclone." Diluni said angrily.
He had never thought that a small cyclone of a few tenths of a degree could cause a celestial phenomenon of this magnitude, but seeing that Angen couldn't count the casting speed, it seemed reasonable and reasonable. After all, this casting speed was too abnormal.
As the water on the ground accumulated more and more, soaking the earth, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but ask: "What should we do? Just watch like this? What can we do?"
Nigris spread his hands: "I don't know what to do. I don't even know what Ange is going to do."
When Ange heard what it said, he turned out a pile of grain seeds with his backhand: "Sow seeds."
After speaking, he turned to the water god Tom: "Water mist."
Tom thought for a while before he understood what Ange meant, which was to not condense the water vapor into water, but to condense it into water mist, so that the diffusion range would be wider. If it condenses into water and flows along the desert, it will quickly spread. If it seeps into the sand, even if there is a flood, it will not spread to a large area.
The water vapor pumped out turns into mist and disperses, which can moisten half of the desert.
Nigris punched a few holes in the bottom of the bag, then grabbed the grain bag and flew away, and the grain seeds inside kept falling out.
Diluni compressed a ball of air, wrapped it in a bag of grain seeds, flew to a distance, and suddenly exploded. The grain seeds inside were scattered by the force of the explosion, and evenly scattered within a certain range.
The great sage summoned a hearse, loaded a cart of grain seeds into the car, and sped away. Countless undead hands tore open the grain bags and spread the grain seeds evenly.
The Goddess of Redemption tied up her skirt, grabbed a handful of grain seeds, found a nearby space, poked small holes with her fingers, and carefully sowed the seeds one by one.
Luna couldn't help but burst out from Xia Mara's body and sarcastically said: "If you plant like this, you should be able to plant all the plants on the table tomorrow."
The goddess of redemption looked up, rolled her eyes, and then smiled.
"Humph." Luna snorted contemptuously, stretched out her hand, and the grain bags flew up one after another, stacked on her back, forming a hill, which was bigger than the most capable dock worker.
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In this way, she can still fly up and fly in another direction where there is no sowing.
After flying a certain distance, the light wings flapped, and the two grain bags were shattered, and the grain seeds inside flew away, evenly scattered.
After flying some distance, the two grain bags slipped down, and were fluttered by her light wings, scattering them evenly.
Duroken waved his golden rod and touched it on the grain bag: "I'll do a magic trick for you."
Those grain bags flew away one by one as if they had wings, flew to the corresponding location, began to open the mouth of the bag and pour it out by themselves, just like the grain bags would plant seeds by themselves when they grow up.
Negris was dumbfounded. He found that he was the slowest in sowing, and couldn't help but cursed: "Zobada, none of you have ever sown, but you have secretly practiced the unique skill of sowing. You are hypocritical!!"
As night falls, without the evaporation of sunlight, the water mist disperses farther and farther. Within a range of hundreds of kilometers, the humidity rises to the point where water can come out with just a pinch. The ground is soaked through, and the seeds fall on it, slowly.
was awakened.
In the night sky, where the red star originally disappeared, a little white light lit up, and it came.
Ange transformed into armor, then raised his right foot and stepped hard on his chest, leaving a clear footprint on the soul armor.
A normal person would definitely not be able to do such an action, but who said he was a skeleton? Not to mention stepping back like this, he could just remove the soles of his feet and press them on his face.
A halo of imminent death erupted on his body, and scales surged from Ange's body, transforming into a giant dragon with gleaming scales. Ange had manifested the true form of the Dragon God in the consciousness space.
Boom! Some kind of invisible force hit the ground, and most people didn't feel it. However, the Goddess of Redemption and Xia Mara had divine fire on their bodies. Their bodies felt like they were hit hard. They knelt down and slowly turned into ashes and flew away.
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PS: I have been taking medicine recently and I feel sleepy easily. I accidentally overslept and the update is unstable. Sorry.