NOVEL WEB Chapter 17 The Fanatic
The groaning one was naturally the little zombie. After knocking off the skeletons and falling to the ground, it was about to rush towards the skeletons behind, but it heard Angor yelling again, and retreated unwillingly.
Ange looked at it in surprise. He never knew that the little zombie could run so fast, much faster than ordinary zombies, faster than skeletons, and much faster than humans' 100-meter sprint.
Anger knew why it could harass the Gray Bones and kill so many of the opponent's subordinates without any injuries. With its speed, nothing on the wasteland could catch up to him.
There was only one arm left on the smashed skeleton. It looked at Ange in horror, and while stepping back, it picked up its own fragments, first the other arm, two hands for support, then one leg, and the other After putting together the two legs, it couldn't wait to stand up and ran away quickly.
As for its companion, after Ange yelled out, he had already run away very shamelessly.
"I've been saved." The boy heaved a sigh of relief, and as soon as he vented his strength, he couldn't hold his sister any longer, and both of them rolled to the ground with a grunt.
The little girl may have been in pain from the fall, and she began to cry weakly. The boy hurriedly took two steps on his knees, helped his sister up, and looked around.
His gaze first fell on Ange, then on the little zombie, and then on the silver skull, but he felt that no one was reliable, so he gritted his teeth and forced his sister to the altar He kowtowed desperately.
Following his prostration, wisps of soul flames surged into the flames of the undead as if they didn't need money.
Anger stared at him blankly until Negris couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Save people, what are you doing standing there? This is a fanatic, don't let him down, otherwise all his fanatical beliefs will turn into nothingness." Resentment for faith, that's how the Faller comes."
Ange tilted his head: "How to save it?" He was just a vegetable-growing skeleton who almost choked to death after feeding two mouthfuls of food. The little girl was obviously not hungry, so he didn't know how to save it.
Negris sighed: "It's my bad luck to meet you."
After meeting Ange, Negris has broken too many rules. It is true that he blew himself up after being sealed, but the more important thing is that Ange is too annoying. He will always go to the right place you expect. On the contrary, if you don't, he can really make things slide in the direction you least expect.
Fanatics, why can't I meet one? Shit luck guy. Forget it, don't worry about this, anyway, I have been sealed, and I don't need rules to restrain myself anymore, just let it disappear.
"It's just the devil's dysentery. It makes the infected person vomit and vomit, and die of dehydration. It's easy to cure. You know the owner here, right? Ask him to borrow a magician. You don't need to be a senior, just an apprentice." Negris Speaking of.
"Magic? I will." Anger said.
"You know it? You know magic with a skeleton? Don't be kidding, find someone quickly." Negris sneered, can a skeleton know magic? With their weak mental strength and straight-line thinking, can they do magic? Not even a magic circuit can be drawn.
"I know four magics, raining, burning wasteland, pollination, and soil loosening." Ange cast 'raining' while speaking, and saw that he opened his palm, facing a small area with the palm, the elements were gathering, Soon it turned into water droplets and poured on the ground like a light rain.
"What kind of magic is this? Why is it all related to farming? Could it be that you created it yourself?" Negris, a majestic god of knowledge, was stumped by these magics. He had never heard of them. Is there any magic in the world that I haven't heard of?
Ange nodded. He really created it himself. As a vegetable growing skeleton, watering is a daily job. In the past, he used to fetch water from the well to irrigate the ground.
It wasn't until the fifth year after the undead soul disappeared that the well near the farm ran dry.
Looking at the withering crops, Ange was very anxious and tried hard to find a way. You know, Ange's brain volume was much smaller than it is now more than a thousand years ago, and he couldn't think about it for several months Famous, watching crops die.
Thinking and thinking and thinking, thinking and thinking, isn't this just meditation, so in the second year, he could feel the breath of water in the air, so he thought of pouring the 'water' in the air to the ground.
At the beginning, he could only condense water for three or five crops, so that year, his harvest was three catties of grain. In the second year, his mental strength increased a lot, and he was able to condense water to irrigate a ridge of soil. In that year, he harvested twenty catties of grain.
In this way, in the third year, fourth year, fifth year, until the 320th year, he was finally able to cast the 'raining' technique non-stop in one day, watering the entire farm.
With the experience of self-created raining technique, Ange created the technique of "loosening soil" to make farmland reclamation easier, and also created the technique of pollination. In a farm with few insects, there is no artificial pollination, and many plants Can't bloom.
And the burning technique is to fertilize the field.
Speaking of fertile fields, Ange also found that where there are dead skeletons, the weeds are more luxuriant than other places, so Ange tried to throw the broken bones into the field. Sure enough, the field with bones is better than the field without bones. If you want fat, it will be better if you grind it into powder.
There is no place where the bones are denser than those in the resting palace. There are rotten bones everywhere, and a small part is enough for Ange to use for a long time.
This is why Ange knows magic.
"You really know magic, but the magic power is too small, probably only at the level of a first-level magician, but why can you cast magic continuously? If you have such a little magic power, one spell will be exhausted. Try again." Negris was puzzled.
Ange cast a rain spell according to Negris' request. After the raindrops fell to the ground, Ange cast another rain spell. In this way, when the previous spell disappeared, the latter spell would be released again. up.
As a result, from the effect point of view, An Ge's hand is like a shower, pouring water all over the ground without stopping.
"The only explanation is that you have infinite spiritual power, which leads to super fast recovery of magic power." Negris thought of a possibility. The magnitude of the magic power can be perceived, but the spiritual power cannot be perceived, except to make people look very energetic, but how can you tell that a skeleton is 'very energetic'?
"Since you know magic, let's do this. Find a glass of water. This is a purification technique, a very simple first-level holy light magic. The purified water is holy water, which is designed to drive away dysentery."
After finishing speaking, Negris laughed as if thinking of something funny: "Hey, if those guys from the Illuminati Church know that the skeletons have learned their purification technique, what expression should they make?"
Thank you for the return of the guest in the dust, the skeleton wants to build a foundation, and the reward from Han Bingshi D Guyi.