Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"Sword... Juggernaut! Dou Qi transforms into a sword? High-ranking Juggernaut!" A group of more than a dozen sand robbers riding horses looked at Luther who was desperately stuffing dried beets into his mouth on the sand dune in front of him, and then sacrificed his Qi sword empty-handed. My legs are weak.

The fighting spirit sword is the symbol of a high-level sword master. How can this be a nobleman who has read too many knight novels? This is the protagonist of a knight novel, and he is the kind of luck that is against the sky. Otherwise, such a young sword master?

Some of the sand bandits who rushed over aggressively turned their horses' heads and fled in panic. Dear guest, I wish you a smooth journey.”

It was Luthor's turn to grin: "You guys are really enthusiastic. So it's this kind of enthusiasm. It just so happens that I also show my enthusiasm..." As he spoke, he wanted to stuff beets into his mouth again.

The lightning next to him interrupted him: "You just want to take the opportunity to eat beets. These guys don't need your best efforts. If you don't do anything, they won't be able to hold back."

On the other side, the little zombie was pulling the Angel Skull with all its strength, but the Angel Skull shook it off vigorously, took a step forward, and pushed forward with both hands, but there was no movement.

Turning around in doubt, hey, where did the wings go?

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that the wings were taken away by Ange, and hurried to Ange, raised his hands above his head and made a flying gesture: "Hoo hoo!"

Angus shook his head.

"Ow~" Angel Skeleton let out a low voice.

"Aw!" Ange yelled firmly.

Angel Skull turned and walked away in frustration, but soon, it cheered up again, raised its small fist, held the holy light, and was about to rush forward.

But when he looked up, he saw corpses lying on the ground, and Luther was moving his legs to chase those running sand thieves in the distance. His feet were so blurred that they kicked up a billow of dust.

"Aww!" Angel Skull was angry. It hadn't hit anyone for more than a month, and the little zombie wanted to come and pull it, but it punched him in the eye socket.

Ten minutes later, Luther came back empty-handed, with a look of contempt on his face: "These guys don't have a single copper coin on them, no wonder they want to come out to rob."

"How do you know that they don't have it? Maybe they didn't bring it with them. They still have money with them when they come out to rob?" Lightning asked.

"You don't understand this. Depending on the situation, some guys will not only bring, but also bring all their wealth, because they can't trust their companions, but none of these people bring, either they are poor, or the gang is very Fixed, built trust with each other."

"You understand very well?"

"Of course, I'm the man who dreamed of becoming the king of thieves, and sand thieves are also thieves." After patting his chest, Luthor ran back to the sand dunes in the distance and pulled back all the horses and flags: "Why don't we pretend to be the king of thieves?" The Sand Pirates are fine, these Sand Pirates are too weak."

The proposal to pretend to be a sand thief was rejected, but the horses were taken away, one for each person, and the rest were led away.

Lightning walked angrily: "Didn't it be good to have one horse per person? Why are you three still riding me? Is Luthor the only one?"

Lightning carried three guys on his back and led more than a dozen horses, galloping deep into the desert.

Absolutely no one would dare to venture into the desert like them. Without water and food, even the sword masters and magisters would die of hunger and thirst on the road.

But they won't. The only ones who need to drink water and eat here are Lightning and Luthor. The food in the Dormition Palace is enough for them for a few years, and water is not a problem, Anger can make it on the spot.

Although the water element in the desert is very thin, Ange's magic power is infinite. Even if one milliliter is condensed in a second, there will be 3,600 milliliters in an hour. Twenty-four hours a day, it is enough for Luthor and Lightning to take a bath.

What makes them most uncomfortable is the sun during the day, Ange is okay, the little zombies and angel skeletons are dying from the sun, and the young saplings are also wilting, but they don't want to go back to the Palace of Rest, where the remaining The breath made them very uncomfortable, but Ange had adapted to it for more than a thousand years, but he still didn't want to get close to the palace group.

Unless everyone went back, Luthor and Lightning refused, and Lightning even said: "Even if Lightning, my son of Thunder, dies from the sun today, even if a hole is dug to bury me, I won't go in."

Seeing the two listless guys, Ange stopped helplessly: "Dig."

The little zombie immediately became energetic, stretched out his palms, hooked his fingers forward, the power of the soul surged, and soon two hoes condensed on the palms.

After a dog planing, a large pit was quickly dug in the sand, but the sand was too loose, and when it was dug deep, the surroundings collapsed and turned into a sharp cone-shaped bunker.

"Don't you know how to split the earth? Use it." Negris said in Anger's soul.

Whoosh, Anger suddenly became shorter, lowered his head, and his two legs sank into the sand until they reached his knees.

"Uh, your Earth Fissure technique is to loosen the elements, right? You can do the opposite, let the earth elements gather, and then they will solidify? Solidification, the most basic earth magic."

"Oh." Ange cast a solidification technique on his feet, and the loose gravel immediately condensed into sand blocks, solidifying Ange's feet inside.

Negris didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and he didn't know whether to call him stupid or smart. He could use magic once he said it, but he would make such low-level mistakes. If this was his student, Negris felt that he Definitely a short lifespan of a few decades.

Ange didn't pull out his feet, but stood there, and continued to cast magic on the gravel under his feet. Earth magic was the kind of magic he was least proficient in. After all, he only needed to loosen the soil once a year. Loosen more than a thousand times.

However, the powerful elemental control and endless mental power allow him to master any low-level magic, and he can easily learn it.

The solidification technique continuously cast into the ground did not solidify the gravel immediately, but spread to the surrounding gravel with Ange's thoughts.

Level 1 magic dissipates very quickly. If An Ge can't make it take shape in time, the magic power will quickly fade.

However, Ange's casting speed was too fast, and even the unskilled earth magic could reach two shots per second. Everyone could feel that the sand pile under their feet was becoming more and more active in the response of the elements.

Within three minutes, a total of two hundred and sixty solidification spells were smashed into the sand. With a thought in Ange's mind, the active earth elements instantly changed according to Ange's will.

Everyone felt their feet sinking, and the sand pile sank for a distance of three meters in an instant, and hardened and solidified into a solid sandstone ground.

The area of ​​the depression is a square of five meters long and five meters wide. It is horizontal and vertical, and even the four walls are solidified together, turning into a sunken square space. The four walls are flat and can be sold without painting.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Negris was no exception. It could see more things, so the shock in its heart was even stronger.

"Magic Delayed Concentrated Explosion Integrated Forming Technique, Chambada, don't tell me you understood it yourself?" Negris' voice rushed out of Ange's soul, condensed vibrations in the air, and burst into a roar that everyone can understand hear.

Ange tilted his head, obviously not understanding what it meant.

The others didn't understand even more, and looked over in confusion.

Negris calmed down his emotions. Don't blame him for being excited. Although Ange is indeed very powerful and has a godhead, there are some things that can't be achieved with great strength, and one-body molding is one of them.

"Do you know how the building is built?" Only Luther might know, and everyone looked at Luther in unison.

"Uh, they were chiseled out with iron drills, and some were built out of stones." Luthor racked his brains and said.

Well, I know I shouldn't ask these people, there isn't even a 'normal' house in the Abyss of Rest.

"Normal houses are grown by earth magicians." Negris said.

long? Ange became energetic immediately, and so did the sun-dried young saplings: use force—grow—force—grow—.

"Mobilize the earth elements through earth magic, grow a pillar, grow a wall, solidify, grow a roof, solidify, and finally grow a whole building, such a building is integrated, durable, resting palace and world transit The station and other buildings are likely to be built in this way."

"But this kind of construction method, small buildings are okay, what about large buildings? A magician's magic power is limited. He can mobilize so many earth elements at a time, which is only enough to grow a wall. If they are built separately, they They need to be bonded or wedged together, so they cannot be integrated."

"What if the support columns and beams cannot be bonded together? At this time, one-piece plastic surgery is needed."

"A dozen or so earth-type magicians work together to cast spells collectively to activate the elements, and the mages who have learned the one-piece forming technique control them to complete the one-piece forming and solidification of the giant building at one time."

Luther Lightning and the others were puzzled when they heard this: "It seems to be very powerful, but I can't tell where it is so powerful."

"Hehe, gather the power of all the magicians to cast it together. This is the command technique. The one-piece forming technique is the baton of the magician group. The commander-in-chief of a magician group must master the one-piece forming technique." Negris said firmly. arrive.

Luthor and Lightning finally understood, and took a breath: "The command technique of the magician group? Oh my god, can my lord be the commander of the magician group?"

"Hmph, if it's just like this, do I need to be so shocked? Think again, what did he do just now? He cast hundreds of spells, and he doesn't even need to bring a magician. He is a group of magicians himself." Negris said.

Luther and Lightning opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say anymore.

"But... alas." Negris sighed.

"But what?" Luther wanted to punch it on the eye socket, he hated people's tricks the most.

"The strength of a magician group is determined by the level of the commander-in-chief. If the commander-in-chief is a great magician, it is a great magician group. If it is a magister, then it is a magister group. If it is a first-level magician ...."

Everyone looked at An Ge, recalling all his first-level and second-level magic, and sighed together.

"Boom, boom..." The sunken square space suddenly trembled.

Luther listened intently for a while, and his face changed drastically: "No, it's the sound of horses' hoofs, the sound of horses' hoofs from the brigade, and a large number of cavalry are coming towards our position at high speed."

Lightning was a little puzzled and said: "No, the sand is so loose, even if there are a large number of cavalry, it is impossible to make such a big movement, unless they are very close to us." How can there be any cavalry out of sight?

"No, it's cavalry, a large number of cavalry." Negris said anxiously: "We are now in a solidified space sunken into the ground, which will amplify the vibration in the distance, and there should be some distance away from us, Ange , Hurry up and put away the horses outside, let's hide and see the situation first."

Anger jumped out and threw all the dozens of horses into the farm of the Dormition Palace, and then quickly pulled the surrounding gravel into the pit, quickly solidified the roof, and then filled it with sand.

When the last piece was solidified, a large area of ​​billowing dust appeared on the horizon, and not long after, a black line emerged from the horizon.

The rumble of hooves passed less than a kilometer away from the pit dug by Ange, and the vibration caused was so strong that it almost collapsed the sandstone pit.

"I counted them. There are about 6,000 cavalry with miscellaneous equipment, not like an army, but like thieves." Luther quietly poked his head out to take a look.

Lightning shuddered: "More than 6,000 cavalrymen? Are they the accomplices of those sand robbers you killed?"

"Impossible." Luthor said: "Just kill a dozen of them and send out more than 6,000 cavalry to chase us down? How is it possible? Unless I killed their leader, but those guys are so good, how is it possible It's the leader."

The sound of rumbling horseshoes suddenly and rapidly weakened.

"They seem to have stopped, I'll go out and have a look."

Under the cover of the sand dunes, Luther quietly touched the largest sand dune nearby and looked down. A large troop of cavalry was beginning to pitch their tents beneath the dunes, where they seemed to be preparing to spend the night.

After counting, there are indeed close to 6,000 people, and a small part of them is like an elite regular army, with uniform equipment, armor, vests and weapons, and one man and two horses. There are probably more than 1,000 people and 2,000 horses.

Among them are five or six special carriages, which can be seen as magic vehicles at a glance.

The rest are miscellaneous cavalry with messy equipment, they look like gangs of thieves, and they are far inferior to that elite team in terms of energy and camping methods.

The sky was slowly getting dark, Luther went down at night, and eavesdropped on the tents with people on the edge. Just as he was eavesdropping quietly, a head appeared not far behind him, crooked. He tilted his head and didn't say hello.

When Luther had almost eavesdropped, collected the information he wanted, and touched it back quietly, that head also retracted quietly.

Back in the underground space, I found that Ange was missing.

"Where is Master Ange? Where did you go?"

Lightning pointed to the corner, and there was a hole in it. After a while, An Ge got out of the hole, and with a shake, the sand grains on his body fell off.

Negris said proudly: "We have been behind you, Ang's infinite magic power, it is no problem to drill in the soft sand, but we saw you eavesdropping, so we didn't get close. What did you hear?"

Luther pursed his lips strangely, and said, "These people are here to slay dragons."

"What? Dragon slaying? Dragon slaying in the desert? Could it be...?"

Luther nodded: "Yes, it's the brass dragon."

"Chambada, Ange let me out, I'll kill them, let me out, I'll kill them with a breath of dragon breath."

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