Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

The words that came out rendered everyone dumbfounded. Luther thought he had heard wrong and asked Lisa who was beside him, “My dear grandmother, was she greeting others just now? Greeting the Gods of Light?”

Lisa, ignoring the issue he had with her name, incredulously responded, “It… it seems so.”

If such a greeting came from a Minotaur aunt at the entrance of a marketplace, it would not have sounded out of place. But for a Six-winged Archangel to roar out such vulgar words was indeed astounding.

Everyone was stunned by the roar, still staring as the petrified layer came off.

The Six-winged Archangel maintained her combat pose, shouting again, “Die! For you wicked gods, is life that cheap and casual in your eyes?”

But immediately after, she felt something was amiss. She looked down and wondered, “Eh, where’s my cannon?”

She glanced at her left and right hands, shook her bracelets, and saw the plain items transforming into a crossbow, but what the body of the bow was actually a cylindrical weapon—the Petroglyph Bow.

At the same time, she spread her wings. A pair of black feathers and four sacred flames sprayed out from the feather roots, transforming into four black wings of light.

The black sacred flames rushed into the Petroglyph Bow, rapidly amplifying the energy within the bow.

However, as she raised her head, she faltered, releasing the Petroglyph Bow and raising her hands obediently. Twelve Guardian Gods had her surrounded, ready to tear her apart at any moment.

“I… I was teleported here, right? I… I didn’t do it on purpose.” The Six-winged Archangel shrank her head in compliance, uttering timidly.

Negris cautiously peeked out and asked loudly, “Hello, you’re Luna, right? Do you remember what happened?”

Like the God of Balance, she too looked somewhat groggy. Being asked by Negris, she blinked her eyes, “Let me think… I used the Light of Petrification on Libra, and he… Where is he? Where am I? Twelve Guardian Gods, is this the Undead Empire’s world transfer station!?”

“Why did you attack the God of Balance?” Negris continued to ask.

“He betrayed the Light!” Luna stated resolutely without hesitation, “They all betrayed the Light! And they killed my pet.”

Shamara trembled, her face showing an excited expression, as if she had encountered someone of her kind.

Negris paused, wondering why she was mentioning that her pet had been killed. Why was she even more agitated when bringing up her pet?

“Libra is behind you.” Negris stated.

Luna turned around and saw Libra’s face appearing from inside the Undead Coffin.

“Evil god, your day has come!” Luna clenched her little fist, feeling the strong impulse to punch him. However, she managed to restrain herself in the end.

Moving her gaze away from Libra, Luna looked at Negris. She furrowed her brows as it seemed that she recognized something and tentatively asked, “God of Knowledge?”

It was now Negris’ turn to be surprised: “You know me?”

“Of course I do. I’m familiar with every god whose name can be spoken.” Upon saying this, she furrowed her brows and asked puzzled, “Why have you lost weight?”

“…Can you really call this losing weight?”

“Not only have you lost weight, your life form has also changed. You’ve become a Corpse Dragon. I remember the last news about you was when you were captured by Steadfast Locke. So were you killed by Steadfast Locke, and your soul was shoved into this Juvenile Dragon body?” Luna asked.

“I wasn’t killed, just imprisoned,” Negris replied.

“Ah, do they also like to keep pets?” Luna asked curiously.

Negris was speechless, had he degraded into a pet?

“What’s the situation now? Is this the world transfer station? The Twelve Guardian Gods, why have they become so worn out? Has it been many years since? How long has passed?” Luna asked.

“A thousand years.” Negris responded.

“A thousand years? Has it been that long? Libra wasn’t rescued immediately, and the gods had an accident? What accident happened?” Luna asked continuously, her eyes darting around until she quickly noticed the Inverted Heaven in the sky.

Even though its vertical drop point was the Demon Valley, the Holy Kingdom was huge, looking just like a satellite. Its presence could almost be seen throughout the entire abyss.

“The arrival of Heaven? What happened? Why has the arrival of Heaven stopped? Is it stuck?” Luna asked.

“Yes, it’s stuck,” Negris truthfully replied. By now, he had some speculations about Luna.

“Getting stuck can be reversed. For now, it hasn’t been reversed yet, so Heaven is out of control. Haha, it seems useful that I stole the Control Key,” Luna laughed heartily.

“Control Key?” Negris questioned in surprise.

“It’s the key to control the Holy Kingdom. Without this thing, Heaven will operate according to the predefined way. Even if it gets stuck, it won’t go back… No, wait. A thousand years have passed. If it was only recently that I stole the Control Key, it might still be stuck. But a thousand years have passed. Couldn’t anyone deal with the problem of the Control Key? Unless all the Gods of Light are dead.”

Luna mumbled to herself, then drew a conclusion that even she found unbelievable. She then looked at Negris for confirmation.

“I’m not sure if they’re dead, but all the Gods of Light have disappeared. Only the God of Balance remains. I wanted to find out about the whereabouts of the Gods of Light from him, but from what you’re saying, I suddenly have a bad feeling. Were the Gods of Light still around when you were petrified?” Negris asked.