Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 329: Chapter 207: Your Favorite Elf Beans_2

Feeling as if he was facing an entire brigade of wizards, Julian shouted and surged with fighting spirit, wielding his double-handed sword as if it were a single-handed one. With a flurry of power, he slashed forward, cutting through the air.

Bangbang! One after another, exploding fireballs were split asunder, but more fireballs continued to come, unceasingly.

Crash! His Holy Shield broke, and a fireball struck his solid arm shield, creating a loud thud.

“Hagha!” Julian yelled again, his body glowing with the combined power of his fighting spirit and holy energy. The energy flowed into his shield and surged against the current.

If the enemy was a wizard, Julian’s choice would have been the right one — to close the distance between them as quickly as possible. But the problem was Ange wasn’t a wizard.

As Julian barreled forward through an onslaught of exploding fireballs, he swung his sword at Ange but was blocked by a precise swipe from a scythe.

The angle between the scythes’s blade and the handle trapped Julian’s sword, making it difficult for him to pull back.

He decided on the spot to abandon his sword, stepping forward and swinging a palm down: “Judgment!”

A Sacred Flame erupted from where Ange stood while a black blade simultaneously formed in Julian’s hand, slashing downward.

The Sacred Flame was holy fire while the black blade was Soul Armor. This mix of styles left Ange struggling to cope. Forced to call upon the Holy Light to envelop him and consume the Sacred Flame, he crossed his arms to block the black blade, then kicked out.

Not quick enough, the only thing Julian could do was raise his arm shield in defense as Ange’s foot collided with it, leaving a dent.

Unable to resist, Julian was sent flying backward, crashing into the ground.

Thanks to the buffer of Julian’s arm, he managed to absorb the impact. He staggered back several steps and slid a short distance before coming to a stop.

He then looked up at Ange in disbelief, shouting: “Light? A skeleton? Magic?”

The Shadow Knight was a strange mix of Light power and the power of Death. But now, looking at the opponent he faced who was an even stranger mix – a Holy Light Skeleton that could cast magic? What kind of monster was this?

Clip-clop came the sounds of hoofbeats from behind. Negris, Little Angel, and Little Zombie, riding atop Lightning, caught up with Julian. Luther pursued on foot, nearly out of breath.

“Dimension Beast! Why would there be a Dimension Beast here? I understand why I couldn’t project to Ange now. The Tranquil Dimension of the Dimension Beast has cut off all space-class projection,” exclaimed Negris, smacking Lightning in the process.

“Dimension Beast or not, what are you hitting me for?” complained Lightning angrily, lowering its head and speeding up even more.

On getting closer and seeing Ange safe and sound, Negris exhaled in relief: “Good, Ange is fine.”

They raced to Ange’s back, dismounted, and took positions on either side of him, glowering at their enemy. Their imposing presence sent a message – ‘Who do you want us to bring down?’.

“Ange, what’s going on? Who is this guy?” asked Negris.

Losing contact with Ange had worried Negris greatly. It was only because Little Angel and Little Zombie, each with a soul connection to Ange, were fine did Negris believe that Ange was safe for the meantime.

But upon finding the Dimension Beast and an enemy dressed like the Church of Light, the situation had changed.

Ange pointed at Julian and said, “Shadow Knight.” He then pointed at a heap of bones on the ground, “Mount, Bone Horse.”

Lastly, he pointed at the Dimension Beast, “Transport, Space Passage, virus-infected zombies, brought here.”

Negris immediately understood: “You’re saying the pile of bones on the ground is a Bone Horse, this Shadow Knight’s mount. They used the Space Passage of the sheltering Dimension Beast to transport the virus-infected zombies here?”

Ange nodded.

“Well then, you’re indeed the ones at fault! To resort to such devious poison! Take him down, cut off the source of the virus!” Negris yelled, yet his attention was mainly on the Dimension Beast. After yelling, he whispered to Ange, “Is your Ultimate Transformation Technique ready?”

Ange shook his head, looking at the Dimension Beast and said, “Big cat.”

Negris breathed a sigh of relief instantly, the Farming Skeleton was not too rash, it wanted to hold onto its cards. He was afraid that like Little Angel, it would start off with Holy Light Flash, wasting its most powerful attack.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, a beam of light flickered, illuminating Julian up front.

Little Angel maintained a gesture of pushing its hands out, belched forcefully, finished work, and then turned to Ange with a smile, its face begging for praise.

Ange reached out and patted its head.

Negris sighed. As long as Ange continued to indulge it, Little Angel’s habits probably wouldn’t change.

Looking helplessly at Julian, he was surprised to find that the Shadow Knight was not obliterated. It looked awful though; the flesh of the front half of his body had almost disappeared, leaving only a skeleton standing there. The flesh on the back was still partially preserved, but it was also riddled with holes.

Negris had probably heard of the reputation of the Shadow Knights, a mysterious group that not only wielded the Power of Holy Light but also harnessed the forces of heretics, such as demons and the Undead.

The heretical forces did not conflict with the Holy Light in them. Instead, they complemented each other in a very peculiar manner.

However, what Negris knew about Shadow Knights was limited at best. His knowledge relied on his followers. If they lacked the knowledge, he couldn’t add anything more to his knowledge base.

To preserve a skeleton under the Holy Light Flash was no small feat. It would be nice if he could help him gather his bones.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw the bone-only Shadow Knight moved. Standing upright, it made a ‘Ho… Ho… Ho…’ sound. It might be reciting some incantation or prayer, but because the body was shattered, and it could only tremble its throat.

It didn’t affect the effectiveness of his spellcasting. The broken body of the Shadow Knight was regenerating at an amazing speed. The flesh that was riddled with holes on his back grew back quickly, filling in the front of the skeleton.

In a moment, the disfigured Shadow Knight regenerated himself to look human again.

Before the flesh closed, Negris noticed that the Shadow Knight’s chest was empty with no sign of the heart that should have been there.

“How can this be? The revival of the Witch’s Life Box? No, it’s different. The Life Box revives a new body, this is reviving the old body, but his heart is missing, and without finding his Life Box, it would be difficult to kill him,” Negris said.

Ange lifted both hands, ready to blast him to smithereens. The revival of the Witch’s Life Box shouldn’t be unlimited, otherwise, Feilin and Lan would be invincible.

However, before Ange could raise his hand, Julian had already turned to run back. He ran madly towards the Dimension Beast, with lungs that had just regenerated, he shouted loudly, “Dimension Beast, kill them for me, this is your favorite Elf Beans.”

Julian flipped his hand, not knowing where he pulled out a small bag, and threw it at the Dimension Beast with all his might.

With a whoosh, everyone felt as if their eyes had blinked, a huge paw reached out from the huge clump of hair, grasping the bag.

Ange tilted his head, Negris frowned, they both felt that this paw seemed very familiar.

The huge paw skillfully weighed the bag, pouring out the Elf Beans in it, six or seven beans about the size of a human’s little finger.

Compared to the enormous size of the Dimension Beast, the Elf Beans were like dust, but the Beast’s eyes still squinted with joy. It extended a claw, touched the place near the Elf Beans, and all the beans instantly disappeared.

Having received the Elf Beans, the Dimension Beast, which had always been indifferent to everyone, moved its gaze onto Ange and the others. In its round eyes, the pupil dangerously shrunk several circles.

“Be careful, it’s going to attack,” Negris quickly reminded everyone.

Ange suddenly reached out, also pulling out a bag, and threw it hard at the Dimension Beast.

PS: This is yesterday’s update.