Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

One by one, a plump and fair-skinned young woman swung her light rod, smashing the soldiers’ heads in front of her like a game of whack-a-mole. The scene was incredibly shocking.

For a moment, everyone at the scene was stunned, including Katie who stammered, “I… I… Did I kill someone?”

Everyone was taken aback, but the descending divine soul was not. It emerged from Katie’s body as a light shadow, carrying a scepter and rushing towards its master.

Those in the know recognized this light shadow: “God, a Mystical Warrior! My God, a Divine Soul has descended, run!”

With a shout, even the Countess, escorted by her female bodyguards, ran off.

But how could it let you run away casually when a divine soul has descended? The divine soul, dedicated by Anthony, has maintained Anthony’s nature. In general, when it comes to action, it’s thorough.

The scepter pounded on the ground: “God said: The original sin it carries is a heavy shackle, bound!” — Original Sin Shackles.

Seven chains sprang from the ground, tying the Countess and her two guards on the street.

“Oh God, Original Sin Shackles, divine punishment! Did the lady blaspheme?”

Whoosh! Everyone who could run blacked out.

The middle-aged woman freaked out. Blasphemy? Divine punishment? Original Sin Shackles? Wasn’t she just bullying the commoners, killing a few slaves, selling civilians into the fire pit, and slashing a few girls’ faces? The City Lord didn’t care about these things, would God? Isn’t God too idle?

The commotion here obviously alarmed many people. Not long after the divine soul descended, various wizards flew in from all directions. As soon as they saw the Original Sin Shackles, they were taken aback and hurriedly landed, either lying on the rooftops or hiding in corners, peeping out.

There were also people hiding in the corner where Ange was. As soon as they saw Ange, they familiarly asked, “How long have you been here? Do you know what happened?”

Ange did not answer him. Feeling bored, the wizard rubbed his nose and started looking out on his own. After a while, another wizard hid here and similarly asked, “How long have you guys been here? Do you know what happened?”

“We just got here. We don’t know what’s happened yet, but apparently, there’s Original Sin Shackles. Looks like someone blasphemed,” the first wizard to arrive said.

“Blasphemy? My God, I know her, she’s the widow of Count Tulo and the sister of the local City Defense Army Commander. She blasphemed? She’s gone mad?”

“Is it her? The Countess known as She-Tyrant? She has done so many evil deeds, blasphemy is not surprising, but divine punishment? I’ve never seen divine punishment in my life.”

“I heard that last time when Great Bishop Nikola was assassinated, the Original Sin Shackles also appeared. It’s not necessarily divine punishment, it could be divine magic.”

“Hiss, look at that light shadow, a divine soul! And it’s in the robes of a bishop! My god, at least a person of the Favored One of the God rank can summon such a high-level divine soul, right?”

“The Favored One of the God? Sounds familiar. Oh right, Archbishop Anthony was resurrected recently, he’s also the Favored One of the God. There haven’t been any for so many years, why have two appeared this year?”

“Look, look, a beautiful woman is coming out, her body is shrouded in a holy light, could it be that she summoned the divine soul? Is she a saint?”

The two wizards actually started a lively discussion, ignoring Ange. Ange, feeling helpless, grabbed one of them and threw him to the other side, letting them chat on their own.

Rumble, rumble, the neat steps of an infantry squad walked into the street, and the commander at the front yelled, “Stop! There is no fighting in the city, offenders will be arrested!”

The middle-aged woman, seeing the reinforcements, started crying out, “Brother, brother, save me, save me! All I wanted was to do some beauty and skincare, these people broke my legs and tied me up! Help!”

The front commander shouted with righteous indignation, “Damn it, who is tarnishing the church’s reputation and injuring innocent people in the street?”

As soon as he spoke, he positioned the other party as ‘tarnishing the church’s reputation and injuring people in the street’. Needless to say, this commander was experienced.

“It’s her!” The middle-aged woman pointed at Katie. However, she was tied so tightly that only her fingers were free.

The commander took a look at Katie and heaved a sigh of relief, because he saw panic and cluelessness on Katie’s face. This made things easier: he would first arrest her and then interrogate her harshly to get the answers he wanted.

Although Katie might be from the Church of Light, the church’s personnel varies greatly. He had arrested numerous clerics before and had delivered the due punishment; perhaps the church even owed him a favor.

“Arrest them all”, the commander shouted, behind him, the soldiers carrying long spears, formed two lines and started jogging. Their heavy footsteps felt like they were treading on everyone’s hearts.

The Little Angel scurried out from the entrance, seeing the incoming soldiers, her eyes lit up. Instantly, she spread her wings wide and thrusted her hands forward.

Negris covered his face, unable to watch anymore, he said to Ange: “This little bugger, always forgetting her wings are removed. Go on. There are too many people. She can’t handle it.”

Before he could finish his sentence, a beam of light blinded him. The Little Angel, with an invisible pair of light wings on her, pushed forward vigorously. In a flash, the beam of light traveled the length of the street, swallowing the marching soldiers and the commander behind them.

Negris was left gaping, “My God, it’s the second pair of light wings. This damn child actually stimulated the Holy Light Flash using the light wings?”

The Little Angel had long been a Four-Winged Angel, but only the first pair of main wings were physical. The second pair was made of light, and it’s highly likely, including the Six-winged Archangel, only one pair of wings was physical, the rest were all in an energy state.

The Holy Light Flash triggered by the light wings didn’t dissipate the materials but burnt them to ashes. As the beam of light passed, the soldiers and the commander, all covered in the beam, were groaning on the ground, completely devoid of any life and soul.

Negris exclaimed in shock, “I see now. That’s why, despite having her wings removed, she always wants to unleash powerful attacks. Originally, she really could trigger such attacks through her light wings. But this Holy Light Flash’s effect, why is so similar to Judgment?”

The Little Angel, having just unleashed her powerful attack, was brimming with energy and was scampering toward where Ange was.

“Quick, make her turn toward a different direction, and we will meet her elsewhere.” Negris didn’t want to be discovered by the two wizards, who were engaged in an animated conversation next to him, about their connection.

Scurrying about, the Little Angel turned around and was out of sight from the other end of the street in no time.

Everyone was somewhat bewildered, wondering what just happened? Then they saw the Divine Soul walking step by step towards the Earl’s wife, who was constrained by the Original Sin Shackles. Just as he was about to lift his staff, Katie called out, “Wait.”

The Divine Soul stopped, Katie rushed over, muttering to herself, “I feel a constant flow of divine power in me, I want to try if I can do it. Sorry for the offense, milady.”

After saying that, she pointed her finger on the woman’s face, a fine red light shot out from her fingertip and struck the woman’s face.

“Death finger? Doesn’t seem like it, it is too thin, it’s all over now. Surely the red light piercing her face will pierce through her brain?”, the two mages started chatting again. When they turned their heads, they found that besides them, only Ange had disappeared from that corner.

However, to their amazement, the countess didn’t die. The red light was roaming on her face, getting rid of the blemishes, then focusing on her crow’s feet, the bags under her eyes and the blackheads on her nose, and the apple muscles on her cheeks.

After roaming around, the countess seemed at least thirty years younger. Her blemishes, eye bags and wrinkles were all gone, and even her loose skin was a lot firmer.

Katie took out a mirror and showed it to the countess, “How is it? Are you satisfied with the result?”

Looking at her rejuvenated self in the mirror, the countess was both surprised and somewhat puzzled. Wasn’t this what she wanted? Why hadn’t she been given this from the start? If they had done this at the beginning, then why would she have needed to lose her temper?

“I hadn’t learned it back then,” Katie sighed leisurely, then turned to the Divine Soul, “I’m done.”

The Divine Soul remained expressionless, striking his staff on the face of the woman who had just become thirty years younger, flattening it.

Then the Divine Soul maintained the posture of striking, and disappeared into the specks of stars, leaving only Katie on the street.

The onlookers gasped, and for a moment, an eerie silence fell.

Not long after, Roland’s City Lord rushed over. After hearing a detailed report and looking at the corpse of the city defense commander, he glanced at Katie, utterly perplexed.

Having lost a commander, he could not simply brush this matter aside. He sighed resignedly, “Arrest her.”

“I’d like to see who dares arrest the saint from our Church of Light!” a loud voice echoed from afar.

The City Lord of Roland furrowed his brows, “It’s Anthony. How did he arrive so quickly? This isn’t his Eastern Diocese, how many informants does he have?”