Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 943 - 943 517 Tie Him to the World Tree

Chapter 943: Chapter 517: Tie Him to the World Tree Chapter 943: Chapter 517: Tie Him to the World Tree From the moment Ange discovered the human magician until the summoning ladder descended from the sky, Ange and his companions were also quickly discussing their next move.

“It’s one of the twelve presiding magicians of the Sorcerer Alliance, the God-making Warlock Radiad,” Anthony introduced.

This title astonished both Negris and Durken: “God-making? What does that mean? Is he a god that was made, or a magician who can create gods?”

Anthony spread his hands: “I don’t know, the information we collected just calls him that. As for why it’s called that, nobody knows.”

“Then that must be it because Ange also mentioned that he has Divine Power. A god-making magician? Could it be that the God of Truth worshipped by Monica and the others was created by him?” Negris said.

The act of making gods seems incredibly unbelievable, but for those at the level of Ange, Negris, and Anthony, making gods is not a difficult task; even those Elf Druids could cultivate God Status.

Making gods is not difficult, the hard part is how to give them power. Without power, a god with empty God Status is just a weakling and aside from being bullied, there isn’t much use for them, like the Goddess of Redemption, the God of Knowledge…

If Negris didn’t possess God Status, she wouldn’t have caught the eye of the Undead King, wouldn’t have been captured, and could have happily remained a Bronze Dragon, dying of old age, and wouldn’t have lived to see the present day.

To create God Status, one also has to define it, then expand the base of believers, grow the Faith Elemental Force, and gain more power.

In the Primordial Tribal Totem Era, faith was a very simple matter, nothing more than reverence and fear. However, with the advent of the Church of Light, faith became complicated, beyond the means of ordinary people to handle. Only professional charlatans like Anthony could spread the faith more effectively.

“He’s discovered us, what do we do?” Negris asked.

“That’s not easy,” Anthony frowned and said, “According to what you said, he’s witnessed the methods of the God of Life and won’t easily land on the ground. He will only throw things from on high, forcing us out, or burn the forest to force the God of Life out.”

“Then let’s break out and capture him,” suggested Negris.

“It’s a bit difficult unless we have a way to close in on him instantly. God of Life, can you throw Luther directly beside the guy?” Anthony asked.

Though Luther mainly served as comic relief and filler in normal circumstances, he was actually a High-level Sword Saint. If someone gets within seven meters of him, most wizards are just lambs to the slaughter.

Back when Anthony was still known as Piero and was highly skilled in martial techniques, he could fight with Luther at close range. But now, having played with Holy Light for too long in his current body, he no longer had the strength to engage in close combat with Luther, unless Ange manifested through him.

Of course, this referred to close quarters. If the distance widened, Luther would indeed just be a source of comedy.

“Luther! Luther? … Have we forgotten something?” Negris called out twice but received no answer, which suddenly reminded him of something.

Anthony remembered as well: “Oh no! We left Luther back in Magic Star City.”

“Right, he went to urinate at that time, Kvada, if we don’t mention it, I wouldn’t even remember him. Now we’re in trouble; he might not be able to find his way back in this unfamiliar place,” Negris said.

“Not necessarily, he’s a grown man and can ask for directions. With his strength, ordinary people can’t hurt him, so there’s no need to worry,” Anthony reassured.

“Sure, he knows how to ask for directions, but the problem is he doesn’t know where this is. He only came to Godfall Town and then here. He’s never even been to Northern Wind City. Where else has he been? He doesn’t even know how to ask for directions because he doesn’t know the name of Godfall Town; he only knows it as a small town at the edge of the wasteland,” Negris explained.

Anthony was also troubled, as to ask for directions one must at least know what “the road” is called. If he only knew the keyword ‘desert’, he might end up being directed to the desert in the south, and that would be a problem.

“He’s another human. He can’t call out to his lord for help.” Anthony didn’t know what to do either and consoled himself by saying, “He’s a high-level Sword Saint. Nobody can harm him. He’ll be able to find his way back someday. Forget it, let’s not worry about him.”

Back to the original topic, without Luther present, there was no one suitable for a sudden assault, unless Ange could transform into Locke.

“How about we grab Feiti?” Negris suggested.

Ange nodded and reached into the Temple of Rest, luckily finding that Feiti hadn’t left yet.

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“Can you really pull it out? Don’t break it like that angel skeleton last time,” Negris said.

No sooner had Negris finished speaking than Ange pulled out half a skeleton.

Feiti, now only an upper body, cheerfully greeted everyone, “Hello everyone, I’ve arrived.”

Negris shouted in horror, “Are you crazy? Did you actually tear it apart?”

“No, no, I took it apart myself.” Before Ange could speak, Feiti denied it himself. “The lord said I was too long to get through, so he asked me to act in two parts, and so I detached my lower half.”

As soon as Feiti finished speaking, Ange pulled out the other half of the skeleton. Feiti took it, slipped it over his lower body like putting on trousers, and then stood up.

Grey, being a decent human, couldn’t help but cringe at this scene.

Once Feiti was assembled, Negris finally said, “See that human in the sky? When we signal to start, you just rush over and grab him.”

“Ah? Capture another live one? Can’t we just kill him? Capturing alive is so boring; I don’t even dare to use my full strength,” Feiti complained somewhat reluctantly. He had just caught a Titan without daring to exert much force, and now facing a human Magician, he was even less inclined to use strength.

“No way, we have to capture him alive. It’s not just about this human Magician now; our position has been revealed. If we kill this Magician, the Starburst Array in the sky will immediately turn its attention to us. We need to use the God-making Warlock to buy some time to ensure the safety of the God of Life’s relocation,” Anthony explained.

“Ah?” Hearing his name mentioned, the old tree popped out from Ange’s shoulder lazily saying, “No need, my roots have already extended to the other side of the mountain range. It’s safe.”

Anthony was invigorated, “Is that so? That means we don’t need to worry about the safety of the God of Life anymore. Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get out of here.”

Ange shook his head firmly, “No, this is my land.”

“Uh…” Anthony nearly forgot, this pond was the source of the river, formed because of the World Tree. If the God of Life were to leave, this place could potentially be destroyed, compromising the source of the river, causing the lands that had formed along New River to revert back to desert.

Kvada, that was millions of acres of cultivated fields, grasslands, and forests. Not to mention Ange’s reluctance, Anthony was not keen on it either.

“Fine, we won’t run. We’ll capture this God-making Warlock alive, tie him to the World Tree, and see if the Starburst Array dares to bombard this place,” Anthony said ‘viciously’.

PS: Headache, can’t focus, and can’t sleep, I’ll update one chapter for now.