Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Angels current appearance was indeed perplexing. A greyish -white skeleton, who could tell he was a Golden Skeleton?

Having a Soul Heart makes one a Golden Skeleton, but the metallization of the skeleton needs a process. Moreover, Ange’s situation was rather special, the skeleton he now possessed was found in the Resting Camp, it was not normally evolved.

Besides, the process of his Soul Heart condensation was also special, directly condensing a Soul Heart at the stage of an Ashbone Skeleton, skipping the stage of the Silver Skeleton, so for him to metallically transform into a Golden Skeleton, he needed first to enter the silver stage, before transforming into gold.

Of course, terms like silver and gold were just common names, named according to the color of the skeleton. The correct terminology should be Lord Level and King Level, Silver Lord and Golden Skeleton King respectively.

This might be related to the cold aura in the Resting Wind.

Ange had been hiding in a pit for several months, reaching out every day to guide that cold aura, eventually, all the pits and holes on his skeleton were repaired, signifying a significant increase in his bone density.

The difference in bone density between ordinary people and swordsmen was immense. An adult swordsman’s bone density could reach 1.5 grams, a Sword Saint could even reach 2 grams, whereas wizards generally only had a few tenths of a gram, completely osteoporotic.

Ange’s method of directly guiding the cold aura for replenishment may have resulted in an even higher bone density than a Sword Saint like Luther. The difficulty of metalizing a skeleton with this kind of density is definitely not the same as that of an osteoporotic skeleton.

Therefore, even though Ange still appears as an Ashbone Skeleton for now, his hardness might not necessarily be inferior to an osteoporotic Golden Skeleton.

Leonardo quickly experienced this firsthand. Ange, brandishing his large scythe and moving gracefully, like mowing grass cut down heavily-armored swordsmen one by one, clattering up to Leonardo and swung his scythe for him.

Leonardo smirked slightly, allowing the scythe to hook him. But before it hit, he had already declared: “Steadfast!”

A sacred light shone from Leonardo’s body, as the scythe swung down, it was blocked with a clanging sound.

“The Scythe of Death, can’t hook a knight with a steadfast will,” said Leonardo, slashing his sword horizontally.

The Unicorn Lightning under his crotch cooperated perfectly, one swiveled its body at the same moment. The speed of its turn was added to Leonardo’s sword-swinging speed. He thought he could split Ange in half with one sword strike.

Clang! The longsword hit Angels rib and sent him flying away.

Both sides were slightly taken aback. Leonardo was bewildered that he couldn’t cut through with one sword, and Ange was surprised at the sparks on the sword mark on his ribs.

With this sword, Leonardo slashed a deep mark that reached one finger deep, and it also carried the damage of the Holy Light, sizzling and corroding his skeleton.

“Quite a sturdy skeleton, but heresy is still heresy. The power of the Sacred

Flame will attach to your frame and burn you into ashes… Wait, what?” Just as Leonardo was finishing his sentence, he saw Ange pat his rib with his hand and the Sacred Flame was directly extinguished.

“No… Impossible! How did you do that?” Leonardo blinked in disbelief.

If the Sacred Flame was ineffective, Leonardo could accept it, but it was clearly effective and yet was extinguished with a few slaps in the face, which was difficult for him to accept. The difficulty levels of the two were not on the same scale.

Ange tilted his head, not knowing how to answer. How did he do it? He just had to pat it a few times and it was done.

“Go ask your lord!” Luther retorted, stuffing several beetroots into his mouth at once.

Leonardo did not realize what this action represented, only pondering in surprise: Eating beets now? Is he hungry? You can even eat beets that have been wrinkled? Poor barbarian from the abyss.

Meanwhile, the warriors of Ice City and Fellin’s skeletons and zombies had completely surrounded the camp. They pulled open the fences and poured into the camp.

Although the people from Ice City were poorly equipped, and those of the skeletons and zombies were even worse, their numbers were large. There were four to five thousand people, and there were only less than 80 people left on the side of the Church of Light.

Originally, the heavily armored swordsmen brought by Leonardo were sweepinc away all obstacles. and everyone was quite at ease. But in the blink of an eye, all the heavily armored warriors were crushed, and the situation reversed, making people anxious. Someone asked involuntarily, “Lord Leonardo, the situation is dire. Is there any reinforcement? Please call for reinforcements swift and fast.”

Leonardo admonished without turning his head back, “Are the Divine Blades so timid? Even without reinforcements, you should fight to the death and let the enemy see the courage of the Holy Blades!”

“???” What did he mean? Big question marks appeared in everyone’s heads. Does it mean there are no reinforcements, and they are to die here?

Leonardo has a unicorn as a mount and could break through and leave at any time. So, are these people being abandoned?

Yes, Leonardo had no intention of taking these people out at all. The first reason, the heavily armored swordsmen he brought this time did not exist. If everything went smoothly, those heavily armored swordsmen would turn around and target these people in the camp.

Secondly, if an abyss operation with not very serious casualties resulted in the death of a Level 7 Holy Knight Captain and his deputy, no matter how one looked at it, it was unreasonable. To be sensible and reasonable, the people in the camp had to be sacrificed.

Now that things had taken an unexpected turn, under these circumstances, no one could be allowed to leave alive.

“Let me see the courage of the Holy Blades too.” Luther, feeling a surge of power after swallowing beets, swung his sword and leaped over, hacking out a sword glow with a fierce strike.

“Huh? How have you upgraded so much? Have you been hiding your real strength?” Leonardo blocked the sword glow, but he was shocked by the impact.

Luther remained silent, attacking relentlessly. As the beets could only temporarily elevate his state, Luther didn’t dare to waste time.

Clang, clang, clang, clang! The sound of swords colliding echoed continuously, as Luther’s longsword seemed to flow like mercury, striking against the enemy over thirty times in just a few breaths.

Leonardo clumsily defended, barely blocking each strike – when a sharp crack echoed forth. Both of their swords could not withstand their fierce duel, and simultaneously broke into two.

Luther discarded his broken sword, stood tall and punched forward. His fist emanated a radiant aura, aiming for his opponent.

Leonardo invoked a Holy Shield in his defense.

Luther gave a jolt to his shoulder and followed with a left punch.

Leonardo blocked it.

Luther punched left and right, again delivering over thirty punches in just a few breaths.

This was where the true strength of the Unicorn Lightning shone. It moved with nimble and precise steps, carrying Leonardo as it retreated, successfully dodging forty percent of Luther’s attacks, even finding an opportunity to kick back.

This creature wasn’t just a mount, it was a master of footwork.

However, its counterattack was unsuccessful. Luther channeled his energy into his forearm and resisted its kick, even returning it back towards the creature.

Seizing the moment when the Unicorn Lightning was slightly delayed, Luther leaped up, his hands imitating a sword grip, and condensed an Energy Sword which he swung downwards.

Leonardo exclaimed in horror: “An Energy Sword? A High-level Sword Saint!”

The previous clash had given Leonardo the feeling that his opponent was way beyond an Early Stage Swordsaint. The fact that he could suppress both Leonardo and Unicorn Lightning’s cooperation confirmed his suspicion. The real strength of his opponent was indeed that of a High-level Sword Saint.

Leonardo, in tandem with Lightning, could contend with an Early Stage

Swordsaint, but they were definitely no match for a High-level Swordsaint.

Without any more hesitation, Leonardo slapped his chest and shouted, “Holy Blessing!”

Something in his chest was shattered by the slap, and he was quickly enveloped in a transparent Holy Light. His entire body turned rigid and became like a statue imbued with sacred light.

Luther’s Energy Sword slashed into Leonardo, leading to a powerful shockwave of energy that sent Luther flying backward.

The Holy Blessing, a high-level divine spell, granted immunity to all damage for a short period. It was the last resort to preserve one’s life in a predicament.

Luther returned with a leap, landing a punch on Leonardo whose Holy Blessing caused him to remain unscathed. Boom! The impact was intense, but Leonardo was unhurt.

Realizing that he was possibly unable to break through this defense, an annoyed Luther remarked, ‘You can’t move, I’ll just kill you when your defenses are down.”

Leonardo, who was only able to move his mouth, retorted, “Foolish barbarian, I hope you understand the concept of synergy.”

Before Leonardo’s voice had even faded, the ripple of a teleportation spell was initiated at his location and quickly intensified. The ‘synergy concept’ he was talking about was simultaneously activating the Holy Blessing spell and some kind of teleportation scroll.

Is this annoying fellow really about to escape? Luther, enraged, pounded two more times on him, but was still unable to penetrate his defenses. Luther kicked towards Unicorn Lightning in frustration, “Don’t you want your horse?”

Lightning lowered itself and wriggled out from under Leonardo, dodging Luther’s attack. It muttered in a low voice, “You’re the horse, your whole family are horses.” However, the voice was so faint that no one but itself could hear it.

The Holy Blessing couldn’t cover it. If it had dared to confront Luther, it would have been a real fool.

As expected, Leonardo was rooted to the spot; even when Lightning managed to evade, he maintained his original ‘riding’ pose in mid-air, looking rather comical.

“Hang in there, Lightning, I will come back to rescue you.” Leonardo said loudly in a voice as insincere as a scoundrel’s.

However, right at that moment, he felt someone nudge his leg, which made his face go pale. The Holy Blessing was immune to all damage, yet someone could touch his leg?

Leonardo attempted to look down, but his body was completely immobile. Only his eyes could move. He managed to see a greyish hand penetrate the sacred glow to grab his leg.

He couldn’t see what was happening from his angle, but Luther could see it all clearly. Ange reached out with his left hand, which disappeared from the elbow down, into the Temple of Rest.

Angels disappearing left hand approached the Holy Light and when it emerged, his wrist was already inside the Holy Light.

Holding onto Leonardo’s ankle, Ange pushed down hard, causing Leonardo to be pressed ‘inside’ the Temple of Rest.

“Where am I?” As Leonardo’s surroundings abruptly changed, a startled scream took form. Looking down, he found himself being hoisted upside down by a lone skeletal hand gripping his ankle.

Before he could understand what was going on, the skeletal hand gave a pull, pulling him back to his original location, only this time he was outside the sacred glow of the Holy Blessing.

Leonardo could only watch in shock as the empty Holy Blessing glow disappeared into a flash of white, teleporting light, vanishing right before his

Luther formed another Energy Sword, laughing as he pounced forward and plunged it into Leonardo’s chest..