Ange has never dared to use the quick-death halo casually here. He has no soul network and no belief system here. Almost all his divine power relies on the dedication of a few believers such as Gray Stick, Laisi, and Cemetery Orphans.
Be careful, you can use it on the Cleansing Technique and the Purification Technique, but use the Rebirth Technique sparingly. Don't even think about using the Beauty God Fist, you won't be able to use it.
The consumption of the quick-death halo is not small, especially in large-scale situations, so Ange is basically only used for breeding. However, the loss of pure breeding is also very large, so I dare not use it openly, so there has been no progress in the divine plants.
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A bounty has been issued for the silver coin, but I don't know whether it is Ogar's high-pressure attitude of suppressing the gods, which prevents those who own the divine plants from taking the initiative, or whether it is because the asking price is too low. Anyway, there is no progress.
At first, everyone thought it would be difficult to make any progress, and planned to take some time off to find a god to ask. Unexpectedly, they discovered a divine plant - a rabbit's nest - in an unexpected place.
The Gale Rabbit's nest is built in a piece of grass. It is said that rabbits do not eat grass around the nest, so the grass around its nest grows tall and dense. Every time it goes out, it jumps out of the grass and swishes like a cannonball.
Similar.
However, in a pile of tall and dense grass, Ange found several short and fluffy varieties. Ange called them rabbit tail grass, which could not grow like rabbit tails and only had a short clump.
Plants with magical qualities are divine plants. These rabbit tail grasses are very divine and can grow very strong in a large clump of tall and dense grass because their downy hairs can pierce the space.
"It looks very powerful, but the holes are too small, and its hair is so thin, what's the use?" When he first discovered it, after learning about the characteristics of rabbit tail grass, Nigris lost interest.
Because it pricks such a thin hole with villi, it really can't think of any use.
However, Ange happily cultivated them separately, leaving one in place, transplanting one to the Foehn Forest, burying one near the pit where rabbits pooped, and planting one in a weak space.
After a period of time, the ones left in place remained the same. The one transplanted in the Foehn Forest lost its divinity and turned into an ordinary grass. There were only two plants buried near the rabbit excrement pit and two plants planted in weak spaces.
Thrive.
However, the time is too short. The growth of divine plants generally takes hundreds of years, and no changes can be seen at all.
Now it's better, the little ghost is here, and Ange can use his supernatural power at will again. One night is enough for him to cultivate crops for more than ten generations.
What Ange now sees is a rice plant as tall as a tree. The heavy ears of rice bend its stem. Each grain is the size of a fist, but there is a huge bud at the top of the ear of rice.
At this moment, Ange is supporting it with his divine power. The petals on the surface are withering layer by layer under the halo of dying, and falling off layer by layer, growing rapidly.
Nigris frowned and looked for a while, then murmured: "Is the flowering period so long? Without the halo of quick death, wouldn't it take dozens or hundreds of years to bloom?"
No wonder it takes tens of thousands of years for divine plants to germinate and bear fruit. Ange can't bloom for a long time even if it is accelerated like this. If it grows normally, it probably won't bloom for tens or even hundreds of years. How much divine power is wasted?
Fortunately, the little ghost is here. This kind of consumption is just drizzle for the Lord of Light, and it is not as much as the power of faith generated by its belief in Ange.
This is actually a very unreasonable mechanism. It believes in Ange, but it is also the main god of light. Ange coexists with it, so it believes that the power generated by Ange belongs to it. If it produces and sells it on its own, it is equivalent to
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The energy and matter in the void are always constant, they just change from one form to another, and finally return to chaos.
But only the power of thoughts can be increased, and it is not necessarily an increase, but the energy released by turning chaos into order.
As for the specific type, Ange didn't know very well. He only knew that relying on this power, the little ghost was projected here from the chaotic surface, and the little ghost also relied on this increment to drive all the way here.
According to the inference of the eternal divine light, no matter can escape from that vast desert of energy levels, so Ange sent the king's consciousness out at that time. But looking at the little ghost now, there is still a way for matter to escape.
The power of transcending the great desert can be used to cast magical spells. Ange can cast spells from morning to night.
After half an hour, it must have been growing for a hundred years under the aura of imminent death. All the rice on the ears of rice shriveled up, leaving only a single flower bud.
But before the rice ears withered, Ange picked two and put them away before continuing.
"This damn skeleton, don't forget to save seeds at this time." Nigris couldn't laugh or cry.
Anthony said: "This is called professionalism. By the way, Mr. Naig, do you want to farm in the territory of the Divine Light Alliance? I got a message from Beth. There is a famine in a plane on the border of the Divine Light Alliance.
, it’s not far from our place, but it’s too far from the center of the Shenguang Alliance, so they can’t come with relief. I’d like to ask, Sir, do we want to occupy it?”
Nigris glanced at Anthony: "Are you doing your old habits again?"
Anthony said: "How can you call it an old problem? Manpower, I need manpower. You just let me work but don't give me anyone. I can't split myself in half. Splitting myself in half is not enough."
Ah, otherwise I will chop it, but adults can cure it anyway."
"It's just the same old habit. Where do you come from so many excuses? I really don't understand you. You are so sinister, why do you always like to save people? It can't be that the archbishop has been in office for a long time and has some kind of shackles of consciousness.
Right?" Nigris said angrily.
It actually doesn't understand Anthony. He is obviously not a kind-hearted guy, but he can't bear to see others suffering and always wants to help. However, his rescue is not simply to give you food and drink, but to chase you away.
Even if he is too lazy to work, he will not be merciful even if he dies.
So he helped and helped, and the more he saved, the richer he became. People who didn't know it thought he was making money from disasters, but he clearly saved many people and didn't care about his deeds. So he was a qualified pope, but it just kept Nigris puzzled.
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Anthony was stunned for a moment: "Didn't I say that? I think I did? I feel a sense of accomplishment. I feel a sense of accomplishment when I see a messy place being managed in order."
Seeing the disapproving expression on Nigris's face, Anthony thought for a while and said: "When I first arrived in the main plane, I served as a holy knight of the Mobile Tribunal for several lives. In some remote places, in winter,
When heavy snow falls, herdsmen will throw their newborn lambs and babies into the snow to feed the wolves, because they can’t keep them alive and there are too many lambs. Instead of not eating them all and starving them all, it’s better to throw them away and feed them to the wolves.”
"It's obvious that after a few years, he can help with the work, but he has to throw it away because he doesn't have enough food. It's too wasteful. Such waste is not allowed under my rule. I can lend him the grain first and let him raise the big lambs, and then I can do it later.
How nice it would be if you shaved the wool and gave it back to me."
Nigris heard how messy it was to work, raise, and shave lambs, but when he thought about sheep not giving birth to lambs in winter, he immediately realized that this was not talking about sheep, it was clearly talking about humans.
It really doesn't feel like a sense of accomplishment to see the living people under your control being wasted so much.
Nigris curled his lips: "It has been prepared for you a long time ago. What do you think Ange is doing growing so much food? The food Ange grows is for people to eat. Anyway, the food is prepared for you. How to use it is up to you.
If you can't beat me, just call for help. Can Ange save you?"
Anthony smiled and said: "Why don't we have to inform Mr. Naig about this? You are the one he trusts the most. If you don't translate, we can hardly understand what you are saying."
Nigris put his hands on his hips and raised his tail slightly.
At this moment, the flower bud in Ange's hand began to fluctuate with divine power and slowly bloomed. There was no stamen inside, only a humanoid baby.
"Rabbit, rabbit, you have the body of a god." Nigris shouted.