Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 944 - 944 518 Sword of Truth

Chapter 944: Chapter 518: Sword of Truth Chapter 944: Chapter 518: Sword of Truth “`
If it weren’t for the Starburst Array in the sky, Anthony had dozens of ways to play the Sorcerer Alliance to death, but the existence of the Starburst Array was like hanging an invincible sword over everyone’s head. Other than running away, there weren’t many good ways to deal with it.

This was a plane-level weapon, capable of clearing all the gods even from another world. If it were to strike the ground from a close distance, the power would surely be even more terrifying. It’s no wonder the Undead Empire relocated their capital to the other end of the plane.

Thus, it could be seen that the Starburst Array was capable of attacking the Undead, not just the gods. Secondly, it had no mobility.

If it had the ability to move, being relocated to the other side of the plane, the Undead Empire would probably have to move underground.

The Undead Empire could move underground, but Ange’s farms couldn’t easily be moved there.

Indeed, Ange also had experience and technology for underground farming, but the yield was far from comparable to the fertile soil above ground. Unless absolutely necessary, asking him to give up his farmland was too difficult.

“So, the best thing to do now is to capture this god-making sorcerer and keep him here as a hostage to make the Starburst Array think twice before striking recklessly. However, this isn’t necessarily safe, because the Sorcerer Alliance has twelve council members. If they are willing to sacrifice one god-making sorcerer just to eliminate us, then we’re in trouble. We need to make multiple preparations.”

Anthony quickly analyzed, “To ensure his own safety, the God of Life would do well to extend his roots further afield, while also blocking the water channels beneath the pond. Even if he leaves, the pond won’t dry up, the rivers won’t vanish, and at least millions of acres of farmland and forests outside can be preserved.”

Ange nodded.

Anthony continued, “As long as we keep the water pond, that’s enough. We certainly can’t continue using this place; otherwise, the Sorcerer Alliance will keep an eye on us every day, making it inconvenient to come and go. So, we need to change our base of operations.”

Negris and Durken blinked and simultaneously said, “Starburst Gorge!”

Ange also nodded. Not far from Starburst Gorge was Little Dragon’s homeland, where there was a vast plain, albeit a barren one, with very low crop yields. It required some soil improvement to better grow crops.

What method to use for soil improvement? First, plant some milkweed to enhance the soil’s water retention, then transport bird droppings from the Divine Realm, let the Black Smoke Ring spew ash, and combine these for a comprehensive improvement. Yes, also let the Titans fertilize the fields.

If the Black Smoke Ring knew that changing its name wouldn’t save it from its fate of fertilizing fields, it would probably just keep calling itself volcanic ash.

Ange quickly fell into deep thought, planning how to develop the new land.

Seeing that Ange had no objections, Anthony continued, “The god-making sorcerer seems to have misunderstood our identity, thinking that we are the God of Life from another world. We can continue to pretend. Feiti, can you disguise yourself as an elf?”

Feiti shook his head; he couldn’t.

Ange took out a vine, pressed it onto Feiti’s body, and stimulated its growth. In no time, the vine completely wrapped around Feiti, resembling a vine person.

“Uh, are there such things as vine people? What’s their relationship with the Tree People? It won’t fool the Sorcerer Alliance, right? They’ve been contending with the Undead Empire for over a thousand years. If they can’t smell the death aura on Feiti, they would have been wiped out many times already,” Negris said.

Ange then pulled out the Heart of Life and stuffed it into the vine-covered chest of Feiti. Instantly, a powerful surge of life force burst forth.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, now no one would recognize this as a skeleton, truly perverse. You give away the Heart of Life so casually,” Negris criticized Old Tree.

Old Tree replied at a leisurely pace, “No matter, my tree core is thousands of tons heavy. This bit isn’t even as much as what the insects bite off. It will grow back the next day.”

“…” A speechless silence ensued, and finally, everyone unanimously decided to skip the subject.

Kvada, a heart of life weighing thousands of tons that could regenerate the next day; no wonder the God of Life often says ‘part of nature’. With such a strange attitude towards life and oneself, it’s because it is nature itself.

Feiti moved his skeleton to find that the vines on his body did not hinder his movements and nodded in agreement.

Anthony turned and shouted into the cave, “Doroc, your wings have grown back, can you fly? Take off, fly around the Sorcerer’s Stairway, draw its attention, but don’t get too close.”

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Doroc emerged from the cave, nodding solemnly, and then spread his wings to fly out through the gap in the tree shade. Stretching his neck, he let out a clear and resonant dragon’s roar, from which everyone could sense a hint of excitement—it was Doroc’s first time soaring into the skies with his own wings.

Doroc’s appearance caused Radiad to become somewhat flustered. “A Gold Dragon? An adult Gold Dragon? Why is there a Gold Dragon here? Didn’t the Dragon Clan move away?”

The Gold Dragon circled from afar around Radiad and the Sorcerer Alliance’s ladder, forcing Radiad to divert part of his attention to Doroc.

Thı𝐬 𝕔h𝕒pṯ𝓮r 𝚤𝘴 p0𝓈𝖙℮𝕕 bყ 𝙆ı𝘵ҽп◎ⱴᥱ𝗅

“Feiti, prepare yourself. Just in case, I’ll be ready. Durken, can you take me up there? God of Life, do you have a way to throw us up?” Anthony inquired.

Although everyone had the ability to fly, only Feiti was capable of quickly approaching the enemy. The others flying slowly couldn’t form any effective encirclement or interception in the air; if they were distracted by the enemy, they would have to face a Sorcerer’s ladder and hundreds of airships and flying vehicles.

Five bare trees grew up from the ground, taller and taller, but there was one vine pulling at them. The taller and taller trunk had to bend, forming a large arc, tightly straining the vine that pulled at it, as if it would snap at any moment.

If it snapped, everything on the treetop would be flung into the sky.

Anthony and Durken hurriedly stood on one of the trees, with Ange and the Little Angel, Little Zombie, each standing on another. Negris glanced at the remaining tree, pretended not to see, and stretched his neck high.

“Alright, get ready. Uh, wait, that’s not good, it’s the Spirit Abyss Leixinna. His Spirit Touch is too strong; we might not be able to get close,” Anthony said urgently.

Inside the Sorcerer Alliance’s ladder, a hemispherical object, guarded by the protective formation of twelve airships, was slowly approaching the God-making Warlock Radiad.

Radiad said annoyed, “Are you still so afraid of death? With twelve airships, aren’t you worried they’ll collide?”

Lainas scoffed, “You have no idea what I’ve encountered. I don’t even think twelve airships are safe enough. I barely made it back alive from Magic Star City this time.”

“Oh? What did you run into?” Radiad asked curiously.

“It’s too complicated to explain right now. I’ll tell you over a drink when we get back. Do you know any powerful followers? Introduce some to me, or any quick ways to strengthen them. Strengthen the few Sword Saints I’ve recently hired—to better protect me,” Lainas pointed towards one of the airships.

On the airship, several robust human swordsmen were warily observing their surroundings, one of whom was chewing on some jerky, looking over curiously at the same time.

Radiad, annoyed, replied, “You’re always trying to exploit me. What good stuff of mine haven’t you already looted?”

Lainas chuckled, his relationship with Radiad was too good—it wasn’t necessary to stand on ceremony when taking a little something, because Radiad would also go all out to help if he were in trouble. Wasn’t he here in person this time?

“What’s that down there? Is it the Tree of Life from the Divine Realm you told me about last time?” Lainas asked.

“Yes, the Tree of Life, a giant tree of immense research value. It’s said that each plane can only have one Tree of Life. This place was once a desolate mountain range, but in just half a year, it’s grown into a forest with a hundred miles of fertile fields. It must be a miracle from the God of Life. We have to seize it,” Radiad said, somewhat excited.

“Oh, so how do we start now?” Lainas asked.

“Let’s test the waters first. Have the Sorcerer Alliance’s ladder fire a shot down and see,” Radiad suggested.

“Alright,” Lainas responded, then turned his head to say something into the communicator. The three rings of the Sorcerer Alliance’s ladder slowly rose into the air.

Radiad, Lainas, and their men couldn’t help but look up at the ladder, and the others did likewise.

That’s when a strong Battle Qi erupted. Radiad looked down just in time to see a dazzling Battle Qi strike aimed at him from the airship.

“The Sword of Truth!?” Radiad cried out in disbelief, crushing all of his defensive magic artifacts in one breath. At the same time, a phantom flashed from behind him and merged into his body.