Nigris didn't know what to say. Plane projection, and projection to the main material plane, was a feat that only gods could accomplish.
When the power penetrates the plane barrier, it will be weakened dozens of times. The power that can kill a bison may only be enough to strangle a rabbit when projected to the main material plane, which makes people very powerless.
Nigris never projects power. He is the god of knowledge. He only needs to use his mouth to project himself over to chat, solve problems and answer questions. However, what is more annoying is that people often call him to ask for answers during exams.
Ange has just gained godhood, and he has mastered the ability of plane projection so quickly, can't he be slower? Is this skeleton really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Angry.
The angry Nigris ignored it, and Ange naturally ignored it. They were not very familiar with silver coins, so naturally they didn't know what he and Lisa Anna were discussing.
At dawn the next day, Ange sprinkled the big hole with a thin layer of soil, buried it, then sowed seeds next to yesterday's planting area, and repeated yesterday's actions on the new land to avoid the problem of loss of soil fertility.
Even if he only plants it once, the vast wilderness in front of him will be enough for him to plant it for hundreds of years.
If Ange keeps planting like this, he will be like missing in the dungeon.
Feilin returned to the City Lord's Mansion with a sad face. Esk, Goblin Craig, and Succubus Lina couldn't wait to gather around him: "Mr. City Lord, have you found Lord Ange? Where is the food?"
Feilin shook his head: "Lord Ange still hasn't come back, and the tauren don't know where he has gone. There is a bag of beets here, take it and share it, and hold on for a while."
"Beet!" Eske's eyes started to light up. He was almost out of food, let alone thinking about other things. His mouth was almost like a bird. There was also a faint tendency of blistering at the corners of his mouth and dry stool. He used to get some moss.
Ringworm will be fine if you eat it. Now let alone lichen, even the wall coverings have been taken off and eaten.
Although Lina and Clegg were not as excited as Eske, they were still very happy and divided the beets among themselves. Lina even complained: "Thank you, sir, I ate all my hopping rabbits."
Yes, we will probably run out of food tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"My family has run out of food. These beets may be my last supper. Sir, if there is a quota for reincarnated lichs, can you leave one for me?" Clegg asked, packing the beets and looking like he was going to take them with him.
The way you walk.
Lina asked in surprise: "Reincarnated Lich? Why didn't you mention expelling the low-end population?"
Clegg shook his head: "It's too late. In order to prevent what the Lord of the City said from happening, I will take these beets back and give them to my family for a good meal. After eating, I will send them on their way to avoid being skewered on the iron rack and roasted."
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Feilin waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, I won't let this happen, but it's better to send them on their way as soon as possible. The feeling of starving to death is not pleasant. As for reincarnation..., I will only give you one at most.
Whether the soul fire can be reincarnated successfully and how much memory can be retained depends on Mr. Ange's blessing, but the good news is that with Lisa here, you will not become ugly."
Craig laughed and said: "I don't care about becoming ugly, unlike those charming guys who rely on their faces to make a living, but sir, you smell weird, is something wrong?"
Looking up and down, although there are traces of magic cleaning on the film, there is still a slight smell that can be seen if it cannot be wiped dry with water.
Feilin smiled awkwardly: "Well, when I was stealing...picking beets, the minotaur swung the broom several times."
Everyone's expression changed and they quietly moved a little away. Luther had exaggerated the power of the Minotaur's broom very hard at the time. It was a weapon that could scare even the sword masters into fleeing.
There was a sound of crisp footsteps, and Lisa, wearing a dusty cloak, walked in, lifted her hood, and her long, silky hair fell down, covering her white neck and collarbone.
Lina curled her lips, stopped talking and cursed inwardly: "Old witch."
Lisa raised her head and happened to catch the succubus curling her lips, and she snorted disdainfully in her heart: "Slut."
The pronunciations of Lisa and Lina are very similar in human lingua franca. If two people are in the same place, no matter which one's name is called, the other one has to confirm whether it is calling him or not, so they try not to be in the same place.
They both appeared and couldn't stand each other.
Lisa took off her cloak, her hands emitted a holy light, and she stroked her hair and clothes. The dust and dirt caused by the rush were swept away, and she looked like a fragrant and beautiful woman who had just taken a bath. Craig's face changed when she saw it.
They all turned red and looked away hurriedly.
And Lina was so jealous that her eyes were red. It would be great if she could also master this magical technique. Then she could always maintain the most perfect condition, and her hair would not be worried even if it got oily.
Lord Ange, please give me strength! Lina chanted devoutly in her heart, completely unaware that her belief turned into soul flames and was thrown into the 'old witch' in front of her.
Lisa is Ange's spiritual warrior, and like Ork, she is responsible for collecting the faith of believers.
Feilin stepped forward eagerly and asked: "Lisa, how is the situation in Ice City? Is there food?"
Lisa shook her head: "No, we can't contact the silver coins, so buying food from the human world is not feasible."
Clegg slapped the table: "I knew goblins were unreliable." As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered that he was also a goblin, and quickly added: "Goblin businessmen are unreliable, but goblin engineers are."
"This is troublesome." Feilin sighed: "If we can't find Mr. Ange, we will starve to death soon."
"What's wrong with Lord Ange?" Lisa has been in Ice City during this period, so she doesn't know about Ange's situation.
As he spoke, he used the holy light and patted Felin's body naturally, purifying all the areas that could not be cleaned.
"My lord is gone, and I don't know if he has left." Feilin said obediently, raising his hands.
Only Lisa could understand Felin's words of "leave". The Watcher's departure was definitely not leaving Lich City or Ice City, but leaving this plane.
"No, the Lord has not left. I can sense his presence. Please wait a moment." After Lisa finished speaking, she knelt on the ground, clasped her fingers together, and prayed devoutly. A slight holy light shone on her body.
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Not long after, Lisa stood up and said, "Follow me." Then she took the lead and floated out.
After flying up from the Tiankeng planting area and landing on the ground, everyone quickly discovered some faint traces. The soil in some places was in a compacted state, and it immediately broke apart when stepped on, leaving a footprint.
This is very abnormal. The soil on the ground has been blown by the wind of Sabbath for a long time, and it is soft and soft, and it cannot collapse at all. Moreover, the hardening phenomenon shows that a large amount of water has been poured on it in recent times.
Lina flapped her wings and flew up. After looking around, she pointed in a certain direction: "Look, the traces on the ground go that way."
Following the traces on the ground, the group soon saw the huge basin at the end of the land. The traces on the ground extended into the basin.
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Ange entered his favorite rhythm, not caring about anything, sowing, watering, harvesting, sleeping...well, not sleeping. He spent more than a thousand years like this, except that he no longer
Need to sleep.
Sleeping is the only way for undead creatures to strengthen their souls. The other is to plunder. Soul flame may have surpassed the third method for undead creatures.
With a steady stream of soul flames replenishing, Ange no longer needs to sleep. When the wind of rest blows, everyone hides in the pit, and Ange will heal the lightning's horns.
Both Lightning and Nigris far underestimated the difficulty of restoring the unicorn horn. This horn is the source of the unicorn's lightning power, so it is essentially a magical artifact that can withstand huge lightning power. Its strength
very high.
At first, Nigris made a bra cup and put it on Lightning's head, injected essence into it, and soaked the stubble part in it. However, it had no effect, and the broken horn would not grow.
After several attempts, I found that the best way is to apply the essence on the stubble, then use the facial cleansing technique, apply the essence again, and then use the facial cleaning technique. Repeat this for more than ten times, and the horn can grow two millimeters.
Then it will have no effect if you continue, and you have to wait until the next day to continue.
But this was already good, it gave Lightning hope, and he hugged Ange's thigh bone on the spot: "Lightning will be your most loyal partner."
Ange kicked it away in disgust. The lightning was so big that he almost broke Ange's thigh by hugging it.
In this way, they farmed during the day and treated at night. The planting area extended in a certain direction. The choice of direction was arbitrary, but as he continued to plant, Ange found that he had arrived at a familiar place.
Ahead was a large basin sunken into the wasteland. Esk had climbed up from here with him and the little zombie, and then walked all the way to Lich City. They came to the place where the World Transfer Station was located.
At that moment, Ange stopped planting and entered the basin and walked toward the center until he saw the two stone pillars exposed on the ground.
When he saw the stone pillar, Ange was able to determine the location. He looked around, determined the location and then dug. Soon, he dug out bags of grain.
When he first passed through the portal, he was pushing a cart of food. The predecessor of the little zombie couldn't eat it, so he buried it on the ground.
"Why are you burying grain everywhere?" Nigris couldn't help shouting. Even now, Ange planted and buried all the grain he planted, and he buried all the grain underground.
After checking, the grains are still good and remain active, so just use them as seeds.
Returning to the edge of the basin, Ange decided to start from here and finish planting in the basin first.
Because the basin is depressed, the resting wind has weakened a lot, so a lot of things have been deposited, making it more fertile than the land outside the basin. A piece of land here should be able to be planted twice.
I sprinkled the seeds, kept watering, and watered, and suddenly I found that the ground collapsed.
"Huh? Why did it collapse? Is it empty underneath?" Nigris was surprised: "Keep pouring, push away the soil, and see what's going on."
The more water was poured, the more severe the ground collapsed, and the scope became larger and larger, until a large pit with a diameter of more than 20 meters collapsed, and the spire of a building was exposed at the bottom of the pit.