Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 111 - 95 Stepped on…… 1

Chapter 111: Chapter 95 Stepped on…… 1

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Ange found the Life Essence so incredible. When a droplet fell onto a lifeless stone, it suddenly exuded signs of life.

What qualifies as signs of life? Growth, instinct, consciousness, wisdom. Ange then felt the stone sending him a message: You’re stepping on me…

Oh, he quickly lifted his foot.

However, the signs of life on the stone didn’t last and disappeared quickly. Ange dripped another droplet onto it, only to discover it was stupefied. He then stepped on it again, only to receive another message from the stone: It cracked…

And then it split open.

The stone couldn’t last, so Ange grabbed a bone, a piece of wood, a horse head, pillow… If it caught his eye, a droplet of Life Essence would be applied to it, causing all sorts of magical changes.

The bone actually grew a little more bony tissue. The long-dead wood became green again and even sprouted a bud. The horse head, of course, was

Lightning, who everyone now referred to as a horse, not a unicorn. Even Lightning had given up denying it—there were just too many denials.

Two-thirds of its horn had grown out, making it almost a full-fledged horn. But it wasn’t responding to the lightning yet, so he assumed it needed to finish growing completely.

Unexpectedly, a few drops of Life Essence seemed to fix the problem. An electric current surged from Lightning’s tailbone to the top of its head, and with a sizzling sound, its horn sparked with electricity.

“I’ve got power! I’ve got power! Ha ha ha, I finally have power! I’m the favored one of lightning! The Son of Thunder…” Lightning was proudly declaring when a muscular arm enveloped it, a big hand grabbing its horn, and Purple Corpse’s voice echoed, “Little horse, what do you mean, ‘I’ve got power’?”

With tear-filled eyes, Lightning released the electrical power it had just acquired from its horn, “You’re the horse, your whole family are horses, behold? the might of the Son of Thunder!”

Purple Corpse shivered, giving her an exhilarating feeling of being electrocuted.

In her bloodline, the power of the Lord of Thunder was starting to stir, which excited her so much she hugged Lightning tightly, “Oh, little horse, little horse, you’re so adorable. Do it again, harder, shock me.”

Lightning sadly realized that while he was the Son of Thunder, she was the Lord of Thunder. While he was the favored one of lightning, she was the God of Lightning…

Aside from Lightning’s horn, the vital permutations disappeared quickly from the rest. After experimenting to confirm the essence wouldn’t negatively impact plants, Ange boldly dripped some onto a little sapling.

The sapling didn’t change, only seemed a bit puzzled as it sensed Ange. It had already learned that some things, like this big thing before it, wouldn’t grow.

No matter what he tried it on, everything could briefly exhibit signs of life, but the majority wouldn’t last. After lots of messing around, he had completely used up a bottle of Life Essence.

After summoning his assistants and preparing, Negris activated the teleportation array and teleported a weird-looking human and a silver coin.

‘Weird’ because he didn’t seem real and lacked signs of life. This strange person’s gaze also fell on Negris, and said with a heavy heart, “God of

Knowledge, you’ve lost weight.’

This sentence triggered Negris: “Kvada, am I thin? Am I thin? Are you blind? I’m getting younger!”

These two old chaps, meeting for the first time in over a thousand years, greeted each other by slinging insults.

“What’s the deal with you?” Negris asked, eyeballing Anthony’s wavering form.

“It’s a Holy Substitute, only lasts twenty-four hours. Good thing I know this technique, otherwise, wouldn’t have made it out,” Anthony confessed, still coping with the aftermath.

He hadn’t experienced a risky situation like this in years. The Dark Knight Emperor, who used to lay ambushes for others, never dreamt he’d experience it himself.

“You did well, two Sword Saints, six Great Magicians, also a Magic Breaker, a

Boundary Breaker. And they were ambushing you. But you escaped, impressive. Your strength has certainly grown over the past thousand years,” Negris commented, shaking his head.

Given these forces, it should have been no problem to ambush a defenceless Bishop, let alone a Giant Dragon. Bishops are mages; once a Sword Saint gets near them, they are essentially done for.

The attackers probably underestimated Anthony’s abilities, not expecting him to have close-combat skills on par with a Giant Dragon. Planning the ambush as though targeting a mage was their downfall.

But it wasn’t exactly a failure. They had even factored in Anthony’s Holy Blessing Technique, rigging the secret stronghold’s teleportation array with Goblin Bombs to send him sky-high, house and all.

Who could anticipate he could perform such a rare technique as the Holy Substitute? If one lived long enough, one could learn any number of strange abilities.

Anthony shook his head, “It might not be over yet. I suspect Nikola was there too. When I escaped, I sensed some familiar vibes.”

Oh oh, so you need to factor in a Bishop-level Magician. Sometimes, fighting a Magician is more challenging than any other profession. Like Anthony, with his close-combat abilities almost equal to the enemy’s High-level Sword Saint, coupled with the Holy Word Technique, he could blow the enemy’s heads off.

You never know what kind of power a Magician can harness. What if you ran into a Magician of the Harvest Goddess, one look from them and you’d be impregnated on the spot…

Naturally, both Divine Arts and Magicians have levels. A Little Priest cannot possibly use Holy Word: Die to harm something powerful.

“Forget it, no point dwelling on it. Let’s see if we can grow a new version of your body first. Do you have any fresh blood or body tissues?” Negris asked.

Anthony presented his blood-stained bishop’s badge.

Ange tilted his head, extending his wrist before him. It disappeared briefly, and when it was pulled back, he was holding a badge similar to the Bishop’s badge. “I have.” He probably meant to say ‘I have it too’, but omitted the ‘it too’.

“Oh, is that Leonardo’s Divine Riding Badge?” Anthony lifted his wrist a bit, probably wanting to reach out and take it, but did not dare to.

“What’s this?” Ange pointed at the blinking symbol on the badge and asked.

The symbol had been blinking for a while. Although Ange didn’t care much about it, it had been blinking for so long he felt the need to ask.

“Oh, that’s the Highest Mobilization Order. Anyone who gets this order needs to be ready for battle,” Anthony answered.

Negris curiously pointed at Anthony’s badge, “Who are you mobilizing? Your badge is flashing too. Are you planning to mobilize? Being an Archbishop, that would mean the entire human church district would have to mobilize, wouldn’t it?

Anthony laughed it off, “We’ll talk about it later. I don’t have much time left. Let’s cultivate my body first. I am very curious to know, how can you cultivate my previous body within twenty… oh, has it already been so long? There’s only eighteen hours left.. How can you grow my old body in that time?”