Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

What defines a divine herald is that the deity may have forgotten, yet there are devout believers who spare nothing, risking their life to fulfill.

“Devour it! Kill it! Hermorthos.” Oke clearly pronounced every word, then scratched his head and asked somewhat shyly, “Uh, may I ask, are you Hermorthos?”

The intent in the darkness felt quite helpless, giving a ‘hmm’, you’re here to kill me without even knowing who I am? Where did this audacious guy come from?

With a flicker of thought, a shadowy, almost invisible humanoid figure appeared from the darkness, quietly reaching out towards Oke.

“Oh, that’s great, Bone Priest, I found it.” At Oke’s words, a summoning channel opened behind him, and the Bone Priest, carrying a broom, leaped out from within.

A broom? A skeleton? When did I offend a skeleton that sweeps? Hermorthos was utterly perplexed.

The humanoid figure moved closer to Oke, its form flickering in and out of sight, possessing strong stealth abilities, and given that it was a pitch-black cave, it would be hard for the average person to notice its presence.

But just as it prepared to attack, it found that Oke and the newly jumped out skeleton were both turning their heads to look at it.

Oh, been discovered? The humanoid figure quietly sidestepped a ways, finding that the gaze of its adversaries moved with it.

Indeed it had been found out, the humanoid figure straightforwardly ceased its concealment, exposing its form.

It was an insect-like humanoid figure with two curved saw blades for hands, similar to a mantis. After revealing itself, its hind legs thrust out, it darted towards Oke like a bolt of lightning.

The Bone Priest made a slight motion with both hands, the broom he was holding berthed horizontally. Quickly the edge of the broom transformed into a blade, positioned right before the mantis insect.

The mantis failed to evade and ran into the blade, splitting in half and instantly dying.

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, a series of explosions reverberated through the darkness, countless beetles burst forth like dark clouds and tidal waves, surging forward in great swarms.

Oke was unfazed, loudly crying out: “Master Ang, grant me divine power, wherever the light shines, no one can hurt me!”

With his cry, his entire body lit up, forming a solid Barrier of Light.

Ange felt his power continuously pouring into Oke, at a speed greater than ever before – were it not for his ability to recover, he might not have been able to supply it.

The continuous influx of energy caused the Barrier of Light around Oke to become increasingly solid.

Soon he cried out again: “Master Ang, grant me divine power, wherever my eyes see, it will burn!”

In an instant, wherever Oke’s gaze focused, it sizzled and began to burn. However, the range of the combustion was rather small, only about a centimeter in diameter at the focal point. All the insects touched by it popped and burst open.

“Well, Oke really is the most devout believer. He defined two Divine Arts in a row, the Barrier of Light and Burning Vision, and even summoned the Bone Priest? This guy is a genius.”

Projected into Ange’s soul, observing the battle through Ange’s eyes, Negris couldn’t resist murmuring to himself, his tone filled with concealed envy.

“Summon, and even an interplanar summon. Wow, don’t just look at those knight’s novel where they summon pets and skeletons as though it’s very simple. It actually involves interplanar space transformation, which is very difficult.”

“If it’s stored in a Magic Artifact, most artifacts can’t contain living things, unlike the Resting Palace. How can he manage interplanar summoning? Where does the energy to establish the summoning channel come from?”

Ange replied: “Mine.”

This was what left Negris speechless. The power was borrowed from Ange, yet could accomplish things Ange couldn’t, and then, when Oke accomplished it, Ange naturally could as well.

The Divine Arts defined by the believers become naturally mastered by the deity. Which is to say, now that Oke uses the Barrier of Light and Burning Vision, Ange can as well.

What does this mean? It’s like a believer borrowing your money to do business, and the entire profit goes to you? How could such a nonsensical thing happen?

“Why can’t I encounter a fanatical believer? I barely managed to teach a believer and now he’s about to be seduced by your Lisa. With their fanaticism, it won’t be long before you’ll have to ignite another divine fire called ‘Beauty’, Undead Beauty God? Kvada.”

After grumbling a few words, the Bone Priest made his move, facing the swarm of beetles flooding over them. He bunched up his body, opened his lower jaw, and let out a cry: “Ah—ah—ah!”

Ever witnessed a rhythmic Soul Impact? This was it, one Soul Impact following another, manipulated by the Bone Priest to rise and fall with the rhythm. With this rhythm, wave after wave of beetles fell.

“Hiss, look at that, that’s called skill. The Soul Impact is applied just severely enough to damage the beetles, but not excessively, thus prolonging the duration of the impact and maximizing the damage to enemies. It seems that this silver skeleton is capable of more than just sweeping.”

As beetles fell down in waves, the Bone Priest forcefully stepped on the ground, sliding back.

The dead beetles got to their feet and lumbered towards the living beetles to bite them.

“A Soul Impact, King’s Arrival, that’s how they can deal with beetles. What a genius,” Negris praised.