bookbashuk Chapter 1055: We Must Grab This Place
Chapter 1055: We Must Grab This Place
Chapter 1055: We Must Grab This Place
The ancient gods are clearly divided into levels, namely the original ancient gods, ancient gods, domain ancient gods, and void ancient gods. Among them, the origin of the void is also called the original ancient gods. They master the power of the origin, have unparalleled strength, and are the most basic existence in the void.
However, the appearance of Ang broke this ancient god system.
And below the Ancient God of Origin, there are some special beings among those low-level ancient gods. Although they do not have the strength of the Ancient God of Origin, they master the power of origin. Although their strength cannot be compared with that of the Ancient God of Origin, they are at least of the same origin.
Given time, who knows whether they can advance to become new origins? Individuals who have mastered the power of the origin but do not have the strength of the origin are called secondary origins.
Now these fragments belong to the corpse of a secondary origin. Each piece can produce a certain devouring force, causing the depression of that space.
In addition to this secondary origin, there must be another or two secondary origins. They fought here and their corpses were scattered on the flowers, which is why the original power here is so abundant.
Anthony and the others looked at each other with an incredible expression on their faces: "Secondary Origin's corpse? Is that all? Is there anything else?"
Ang pointed to several other locations, all of which had spatial depressions, which should be the places where the fragments of secondary origin corpses were densely populated.
Silver Coin immediately said, "I'll organize a mining team and go dig."
Anthony agreed and said, "Okay, be careful. These corpse fragments have the ability to slightly distort space. Let Duroken make you a device to detect space distortion."
Duroken took a few pieces and went down along with the silver coins.
"This is indeed a treasure land. If there are really three secondary origins who died here, we will become rich just by digging out their bodies." Anthony couldn't help but sigh after listening to Ang's guess.
Nagris also said: "Yes, could it be that someone used a secondary origin to smash this plane and turned it into this state?"
"Who is so generous? No matter what, we must seize this place and cannot leave it to waste. Hundreds of thousands of undead creatures, the place where their secondary origins fell, have been left here like this for hundreds of years, and even caravans rarely come here. It's such a waste." Anthony said regretfully.
"Yes, take it down. The most powerful one here seems to be the Soul Eater King Rigo. Dirk said he is just a Saint of the Dead, but he has mastered some amazing magic. Dirk doesn't want to provoke him." Nagris said.
Anthony said: "Is it a magical thing? I'll go ask Dirk where the Sage Kabu has gone."
"I'll go look for it." Nagris volunteered, and the two of them left, leaving Ang there.
This happened frequently, because Ang couldn't move when he saw farmland. With the development of planting technology, it was getting more and more excessive. He couldn't move when he saw plains, rock walls, sand dunes, even saltwater lakes and freshwater seas.
Now that the land allocated for him to grow crops is empty, he will definitely not leave easily, and everyone has gotten used to it. Anyway, there is no need to worry about Ang getting into danger.
Seeing them fly away, Ang didn't care. He dug around on the ground, studying the soil composition, temperature and humidity, climate change, etc., thinking about appropriate planting strategies.
It is very difficult to grow the dead fruit tree. It does not require sunlight, but air, water and temperature are indispensable, and it cannot exceed the scope of normal plants.
The air here is very thin, the temperature is very low, and the humidity is almost zero because the water vapor has been frozen into ice crystals. It is not suitable for plant growth at all, unless it is a plant that can adaptively evolve like the World Tree.
But this is not a problem for Ang. If the environment is harsh, then change it and dig a hole. The dead fruit trees don't need sunlight anyway. All you need to do is dig a hole the size of a wine barrel, cover it, and let them grow in the hole to avoid the impact of the harsh environment.
Ang started digging the hole without hesitation. As he dug, he found it too troublesome and decided to just dig all the way through, turning the hole into a ditch. The difference in workload between digging a hole and a ditch made no difference to him anyway.
Crack, there was a sound of broken bones. Ang dug up the soil and found a shriveled calf that he had dug out. He dug upwards along the calf and dug out a lich who was staring at him blankly, and then at his own calf. The two of them stared at each other.
After staring at each other for a while, Ange gestured to the trench that had been dug behind him, indicated the direction of the trench with his hands, and said, "It's blocked."
The lich silently climbed up, turned over to the ditch, shook his broken leg, and said, "It's broken."
Ange grabbed his broken calf, pieced the broken part together, covered it with his palm, and a white light glowed in his palm.
When he let go of his hand, the originally broken calf was intact, and the shriveled flesh was fuller: "It's done."
The lich stared at Ang in a daze, then looked at his own legs in a daze, and just stood there in a daze.
Ang ignored it and continued digging. Soon he dug out three rows of trenches, connected them in parallel, engraved a temperature control magic circle and a wind magic circle on the top of one of the sections, and then stuffed a piece of ice into it.
In this way, the heat generated by the temperature control array will melt the ice and blow the heat and temperature into the three rows of ditches through wind magic.
Dig out a bunch of dead fruit trees, distribute them to the sides of three ditches according to quantity, and then place them one by one in the ditches according to the spacing.
The lich watched silently outside the ditch. After Ang had placed the trees in one ditch, he turned to the second ditch and found that the lich had already placed fruit trees in the ditch, with the spacing exactly the same as Ang's.
He learned quickly by following suit. After taking a few glances and finding nothing wrong, Ang simply moved on to the third ditch. By the time he had finished placing the fruit trees in the third ditch, the liches in the second ditch had also been placed.
After checking that there were no omissions, Ange took out a large roll of cloth and spread it on the ditch, pressing the edges with stones as he did so.
The lich quickly followed suit and helped Ang to press the edge on the other side. With their cooperation, they soon covered all three trenches.
The work was completed, and with nothing to do, Ang began to glare at the lich again.
The lich tilted its head, Ang shook his head, the lich nodded, and then limped away. When it was not far away, it began to dig a hole, preparing to bury itself.
Ange walked over and asked in confusion: "There is no Xirang here, but there is some there."
The lich dug and responded, "Don't attack here, but attack there."
Ang immediately understood this style of speaking. Places with Xiran would be attacked by other undead creatures, but not here.
Ang nodded and dug a hole next to the one dug by the lich. He lay down in it and looked up at the void outside the hole. Ang had the illusion of returning to the Plains of Peace. If there was a gust of Peace Wind, it would be even more like that.
Unfortunately, there was no wind of rest, but there was a burst of dense footsteps shaking the pit. I stuck my head out and saw a dozen corpse witch skeletons striding towards here in a menacing manner from the direction of Xirang.
Turning around, I saw the lich climbing up from the pit next to him and running quickly in the opposite direction, shouting, "Run."
Thank you 1 stranger for the reward.
(End of this chapter)