Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 688: Chapter 385 Diffraction Equality_1
 

From Ange’s current level of understanding, holy water is actually not very pure. The purification spell merely kills off bacteria and similar entities within the water, but it doesn’t eliminate their remnants.

Nevertheless, such water is already considered incomparably clean given the current level of production.

Can you imagine the situation of contracting diseases from leech-infested water, from washing private parts, from drinking unclean water, or from food poisoning? In this era, such cases are everywhere. Water is not just the source of life, but also the source of diseases.

The purification spell can’t remove impurities in the water, yet it can cleanse bacteria, parasites, and such within the water making it incomparably cleaner than natural sources of water.

The difficulty of purification magic is not high, even a devout believer can cast it. Many diseases don’t require special medicine, just clean water is enough.

Not to mention, holy water still retains the power of the purification spell. After drinking, it also cleans the parasites and bacteria inside the intestines. Diseases caused by these microorganisms can be cured quickly.

Therefore, holy water can cure dysentery.

However, if you really want to say it’s clean… well, indeed some of the well water has very few impurities.

But Tom is already satisfied and is eager to reach out into the bucket.

“Don’t rush, don’t rush, you haven’t said whether you will obey or not.” Negris spoke.

“I will. I certainly will. Whatever you want to hear, just say it,” Tom said immediately without hesitation.

If the Church of Light were still here, Tom might hesitate a bit under the influence of the power of the Gods of Light.

But now, the Gods of Light have been defeated, even their divine ranks pillaged, while Undead Empire remains unscathed. The renowned Locke and Great Sage Feiti all survived. In such a situation, is there even a need to contemplate one’s choices?

“Is your compliance just lip-service? Soul imprint or soul oath?” Negris queried.

At this, Tom hesitated. He, of course, knows about the soul oath of the undead. The constraint of such an oath is even more terrifying than a slave contract. It binds not only the flesh but also the soul… considering he was a prestigious water deity…

While they bargained, Ange didn’t stop. He remembered the ‘pure water’ request. So after purifying with the purification spell, he also enacted a blemish-removal spell to clear all impurities in the water.

The blemish-removal spell is indeed a divine art to remove impurities. From the moment it gets defined, it exists to remove impurities. Upon casting it, the impurities in the holy water disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing but pure water behind.

Tom could no longer contain himself, crying out passionately, “Give me water, give me pure water.”

“Soul oath.” Negris replied calmly.

“I have no soul,” Tom said.

“How is that possible? What is this I’m communicating with?” Negris exclaimed in surprise.

“That is my consciousness. I don’t have what you refer to as a soul. Each droplet of pure water can accommodate my consciousness, so I don’t have a soul as per your understanding,” Tom explained.

Upon hearing this, not only Negris but also Durken and the Great Sage gathered around, “Such an existence? How strange! Come, let us study you.”

Negris is the God of Knowledge, Durken the King of Alchemy, and the Great Sage is the most intellectual being within the Undead Empire. Their joint discussion led to an understanding of Tom.

“Kvada, you’re not a god. You don’t have divinity. What’s this act of impersonating the Water God?” Negris exclaimed.

“An elemental creature, perhaps? You can’t even be categorized as such, you have no elemental core.” Durken stroked his beard pensively.

“So, your consciousness resides within pure water, pure water is your core, and it’s also your source of power. The more pure water you have, the stronger you are?” The Great Sage queried.

“Impressive, indeed. If the entire ocean were pure water, and you entered it, wouldn’t you be invincible? Unfortunately, the salt content in the seawater is too high,” Durken laid out his thoughts.

Negris said, “So what you fear the most is salt? It can make you salty and impure.”

Even though they had figured out the existence of Tom, they still hadn’t found a way to control it completely.

“If we can’t control it completely, we mustn’t set it free. Its existence is terrifying. Even the Little Angel evaporating it wasn’t enough to kill it,” someone said.

“If we can’t make a soul oath, we should kill it, especially now that it is weakened,” another suggested.

“But how do we kill it? Evaporation doesn’t work, is there any other way?”

“It’s afraid of salt isn’t it? Sprinkle some salt on it.”

“Where can we find salt at such short notice?”

“Let’s get Lightning. He’s full of salt.”

Tom was going crazy. Just a moment ago it was being studied for its existence, and now they were brainstorming how to kill it? Were all undead creatures so fickle?

“We’re not fickle,” Durken said. “It’s that you don’t have a soul and your existence is too dangerous. If we can’t control you, it’s easier to kill you.” Durken then turned and yelled to Lightning, who was peeing in the corner, “Lightning, are you done yet?”

Lightning returned with a full bucket, not spilling any liquid with its light steps.

“Kvada, it’s your turn to toast!” The crowd dispersed at once.

The most terrified one was Tom. It began to struggle in frenzy, “Don’t come over here! I have a solution! The God of Arbitration once mentioned a method to me when he threatened me. He said that the Equal Cross could be used for parallel diffraction, diffracting control over another soul onto me. That way, I can be controlled.”

Negris was stunned. It wasn’t an easy task at hand. Ange only managed to snatch the Ring of Balance, not the Equal Cross, hence diffraction was impossible.

However, Ange flipped his hand, revealing a cross imprint.

Negris then recalled that Ange had taken quite a number of valuable items in the Divine Realm of the Goddess of Redemption, including this one-time use of the Equal Cross.

Ange conjured a Soul Fire and manipulated it to release a Soul Impact, aimed and hit Tom.

Tom’s form fluctuated, and it reflected the Soul Impact onto Ange.

Ange activated the Equal Cross, returning the equal Soul Impact that hit him. In an instant, a Soul Impact imprinted onto the Soul Fire.

Suddenly, a spiritual connection was established between Ange, Tom and the Soul Fire.

…

The Tuck Plains, the largest plain of the plane, spanned tens of millions of acres of fertile land. It yielded substantial food every year, serving as the grain storage of the plane.

Ten Sorrow Angels rushed towards the plains like shooting stars, about to spread out and destroy the wilderness as fast a they could.

The Lance Knight Legion was in hot pursuit. Anger etched onto their faces, grinding their teeth so hard that their gums almost bled. Who would have expected the Sorrow Angels, who were supposed to safeguard the Light, to be driving everyone to their doom now?

The Lance Knight Legion could no longer uphold their faith. They knew if these Sorrow Angels were to destroy the fields, countless people would starve to death next year. It would be dozens of times worse than this year’s famine.

A priest stood up on his beast and shouted, “In the past, we defended the Light because it brought warmth. But now if the Light brings destruction instead, let us destroy it! Charge!”

“Ahhh…” A shrill scream drifted from the sky. A female mage, clutching a giant wand, was screaming and tumbling out of the clouds, followed by a holy afterimage plummeting behind her.

“It’s Ascetic Monk An! It’s Ascetic Monk An!”