Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Ange tiled his head, as Luther leaned forward, looking puzzled, “What’s Chaos Black Crystal? What’s it used for? Is it a gemstone? Is it more precious than the gemstones on my Dragon Pattern Steel Core Mithril Inlay Magic Rune Covered Earth Forged Gemstone Enhanced Piercing Enchantment Two-handed Sword?”

As Luther spoke, he pulled out his two-handed sword to show off.

Negris rolled his eyes, “You don’t have to say the full name every time. Just say ‘two-handed sword’, everyone understands.”

“No.” Luther refused. “Then you all won’t be able to experience its power.”

Negris took a deep breath, saying: “Alright, then this piece comes from the Undead King, the eternal ruler of billions of the undead from eight hundred abyss and unending dead lands, who punches the Gods of Light and steps on the realm lords, is a fragment of the Undead King.”

Luther was stunned, “A fragment from the Undead King?”

“Yes, do you feel its power now?”

Luther shrank his neck and nodded, looking like a quail.

A fragment of the Undead King? Why would the Evil God have a fragment of the King? Is the King dead?

“Ask it what this is, see if it knows.” Negris told Ange.

The question was etched onto an Elf Bean, Stone was thrown back from the other side: “Delicious.”

“This Evil God must be a foodie, everything tastes good to it, ask it why it doesn’t eat this.”

“Can’t bite.”

Four more Elf Beans shot over, a bean was brought over in its paw, but it was not an Upgrade Bean, instead, it was another kind of bean.

“This Evil God has a really good memory, even remembered that we don’t want Upgrade Beans. Ask it what kind of bean this is?” Negris said.

Ange reached out to catch the bean, but when he closed his hand, it was empty. He showed Negris.

“Elf Beans are gone?” Negris immediately understood.

Ange nodded.

“No way, you had over a hundred left before, you must have planted them all over the place.” After glancing at the Elf Bean plants on the Square of the Gods, Negris said: “It’s fine if there are none left, we have enough Upgrade Beans as is. Maybe try giving it a fragment of Divine Spirit again, see if it has any more Black Crystal Fragments.”

Ange put another fragment of Divine Spirit as per the suggestion, but instead of receiving Black Crystal Fragments, the small paw threw over three handfuls of new beans.

“Could it be that there’s only one piece of Black Crystal Fragment? It can’t bite it and it’s useless to it so it threw it to us?” Negris guessed.

They used several more fragments of Divine Spirit to trade for a few more handfuls of new beans, amounting to about forty in total. They placed another fragment of Divine Spirit, but the Evil God’s little paw reached over, then suddenly stopped.

The original fissure was large enough for the whole arm and paw to reach through, but for some unknown reason, the fissure has shrunk and the paw could not reach out, only managing to squeeze two claws through; a pair of short, stubby claws that resembled a small pair of scissors.

Unable to reach, the paw withdrew, and the fissure disappeared.

No matter how many items they placed on the palm-support of the Evil God statue, the little paw never appeared again.

“Could there be an energy limit for this kind of fissure? It can’t be opened after the energy is used up?” Negris guessed.

With the Evil God’s paw unable to reach, they couldn’t verify the guess right away, so they put it aside for now and everyone focused their attention on the Black Crystal Fragment.

“Are you sure it’s really a fragment of the King?” Luther asked quietly. As for why he whispered, he himself didn’t know why; he was just instinctively lowering his voice.

“How would I know?” Negris also instinctively lowered his voice: “I’ve never seen a broken Undead King, but it looks similar based on its color and texture.”

“Is there a way to verify it? Smash it with a hammer?” Luther suggested.

“Are you mad? What if it shatters? Without the infusion of the King’s soul energy, even if it is a real Chaos Black Crystal, it may not be able to withstand the hammer.” Negris argued.

“Then what should we do? We can’t just go by your word. We need to clarify this issue. Is the King really dead?” Luther stated seriously.

Negris sneered, “Even if this is Chaos Black Crystal, it doesn’t necessarily mean that the King is dead. Do you think a broken body equals death? You underestimate the Undead King.”

“Yes, yes, yes, but we also need to find a way to verify…” Before he could finish, Ange suddenly reached out and took the black crystal fragment.

He held it in his palm, and Soul Flame rose from his hand, enveloping and burning the Black Crystal Fragment. After a while, Ange suddenly flipped backward, and the whole person did a somersault, then landed smoothly on the ground.

Why was he suddenly somersaulting? Negris and Luther were baffled, and murmured: “What are you doing?”

“Can’t transform.” Ange said, then he stuck the Black Crystal Fragment into the crevice of his Boundary-crossing Hand’s palm.

Negris perked up, he finally realized what Ange was trying to do, he was attempting to use Ultimate Transformation to turn into the entity that the Black Crystal belonged to, but he couldn’t do it.

What does this mean? Ange could turn into both Steadfast Bone and Dragon God, but couldn’t turn into Black Crystal, didn’t this imply that…

“It might just be a lack of affinity. You should keep it on you for now, get familiar with it first, then try again later. Of everyone in this world, you’re the only one who can verify whether it’s a fragment of the King’s body.” Negris said excitedly.

Ange nodded, gathered the new beans and stashed them inside the Temple of Rest.