Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

“Why should a short, chubby dragon that’s twenty meters long be considered a medium-sized dragon? What do we call dragons that are fifty meters long like our real bodies?” Naeli complained as she scratched the Bone Dragon’s bones beneath her with her small paw.

“…it is called a ‘giant’ dragon.” Negris responded.

“Wait, aren’t all dragons called giant dragons?” Naeli blinked and asked.

“Strictly speaking, those above forty meters are called giant dragons. Those from thirty to forty meters are classified as large dragons. Dragons more than twenty meters are considered medium-sized, and those less than ten meters are deemed small-sized dragons.”

“So, what type of dragon is this? It is just over twenty meters, almost as big as Yulanda when she was young. Could it be a juvenile Silver Dragon?” Brooks cut in.

Negris shook his head: “I don’t know. But it was able to be resurrected using the Purify technique. It’s definitely not one we have seen before. It’s either a subspecies or an ingenious product of the Light Old Dogs, such as the legendary Holy Dragon.”

While they were talking, the three dragons turned to look at Ange, who was working busily on the flesh wings. The holy light from the Purify technique flickered, similar to a Goblin’s Steel Welding Art.

Wherever the holy light passed, a black flesh wing regenerated rapidly.

At this point, they were already in the sky. A twenty-meter long Bone Dragon, with its ragged wings, hovered above Fallen Dragon Lake.

After digging out the dragon remains, Ange discovered that it had already gathered Soul Fire under the arrival of the King at the Locke Level. It was hard for Ange to resurrect it because it was deeply stuck in the swampy mud. Even a live Giant Dragon would struggle to break free from such mud.

Since it had Soul Fire, they reassembled its skull into the bones and quickly formed a Bone Dragon.

They initially thought it would be useless, only to be used as a bullying tool against the weak due to its large size, as its wings were ragged and couldn’t even fly.

Compared to the Bone Dragon, the Corpse Dragon was much better, especially those with intact wings. They could fly in the air, and their range and combat capabilities were not on the same level.

As for Bone Dragons, they could only run on the ground, equivalent to a large skeleton.

So, Negris and others began to guess the type of this Bone Dragon. Though revered as the God of Knowledge, there was no known knowledge of ‘Identifying Dragon Bones’ in the world, they needed to guess.

However, halfway through, they saw Ange brushing the Bone Dragon with Purify, after which the dragon got a layer of flesh. This shattered all their estimates. It clearly had the power to resurrect under holy light, just like Little Angel’s ability, making it likely an invention of the Gods of Light.

In the following three to four days, Ange started to work hard, continuously casting Purify, stubbornly restoring the Bone Dragon’s ragged wing, which had a wingspan of thirty plus meters. Although it was not fully healed, the Bone Dragon was already eager to fly.

Well then, let it fly. Ange took everyone on board and let the Bone Dragon continue recovering in midair.

Just by watching Ange standing steadily on the flapping wing of the Bone Dragon, one could see that his control over the Wind Element had deepened significantly. Even Naeli had to hook her paw to stay steady.

Little Angel and Little Zombie had the knack of selecting places. They dove into the nostrils of the Bone Dragon, one on each side, looking out. Strong winds blow in their faces, causing both Little Zombie and Little Angel to squawk in delight and enjoyment, never tiring of it.

The wings were becoming more complete, with all the ragged parts healed, thus allowing the Bone Dragon to fly more steadily.

Ange returned on the back of the Bone Dragon and continued the healing process. Brooks turned away, refusing to watch on. He swore never to compete with this skeleton in terms of stamina again.

As he turned his gaze away, Brooks quickly spotted something else: “Look, there’s a big island. According to the distance and direction, we should be near the center of the lake, shouldn’t we?”

Following the direction pointed out by Brooks, they saw a large island in the distance. It was an irregular circle, higher in the middle and low on the sides, worthy of being considered a large island with a diameter of twenty kilometers.

The island was covered in lush vegetation, with many shrubs and small trees. The vegetation decreased as one neared the edge but still relatively numerous. Even in the wetlands near the lake, many marsh grasses and woods grew stubbornly.

Ange tilted his head and pointed to the island: “Let’s go down.”

The Bone Dragon promptly changed course as if following an order, directly flying towards Lake Island.

A sense of foreboding rose in Negris’s heart and he hurriedly spoke: “What are you doing? We don’t have time, and we should be heading back. Don’t mess around.”

Unfortunately, it was too late. Ange directly jumped off the Bone Dragon’s back, landing on the wet ground with a thump, stomping down on a footprint, making the marsh grass instantly grow rapidly.

During this process, many fish started frantically jumping, or rapidly swimming away. Even brackish water turtles couldn’t endure it and surfaced, trying their best to swim away.

The insects with slower movement or shorter lifespan directly rushed to their demise under the Instant Death Halo.

This is why no one ever thought about using the Instant Death Halo to grow vegetables. With all animals and insects dead, who would pollinate the plants?

Unless one can constantly cast low-level magic and have a level of control precise enough for pollination, it would need a Mage to cooperate.

A few hours later, the wetland bloomed like never before, teeming with energy. Ange quickly selected several cereal plants. The Pollination Technique gathered their minuscule buds and pollen and put them into an empty space.