The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 1029: The will of the plane was created by me

The Dawn Goddess, who was tied into a ball by chains, could not see the situation outside and kept thinking wildly. When she saw those bald priests, the Dawn Goddess knew what they were doing, creating the will of the plane.

She is very familiar with this life, because her godhead was given to her by a powerful plane will, and that plane will was also created by her.

But because she is so familiar, she becomes more afraid of the existence that can break her Dawn Wall. Plane Will is definitely one of them. Any barrier has a strength limit. If it is attacked with a higher level of power, no matter how hard it is, No barriers can stand it.

The will of the plane is a kind of existence that transcends energy levels. As long as it takes shape, it will be the moment she is crushed. What should I do? Will that man come back to save her?

If I had known better not to run away with him, I could still save my life by staying in the endless cage, and listen to the private gossip shared by the believers from time to time, and my life could be lived.

In annoyance, the chains suddenly loosened and slowly retreated in all directions, as if they were opening.

Goddess Dawn's heart tightened: Has it taken shape so quickly?

In order to avoid being beaten to death directly, as soon as the chain cracked, the goddess of dawn shouted: "Don't kill me, I will go back to the endless cage. I am not familiar with that man. I don't know him. He lied to me." It’s none of my business to leave…”

A large crack opened in the chain, revealing the face of 'that man', with several heads peeking out from behind.

The open chains stopped, and Anthony said with a straight face: "You're not familiar with me? Well, close it, you saved the wrong person."

The chain slowly closed again.

The goddess of dawn thought hard. Did she ask this man's name before when she signed the contract? She was only thinking about the Lord of Radiance at the time, and didn't even remember whether the other party said his name.

The Dawn Goddess took a cursory glance at this supplementary agreement, which was very vague but full of text traps. She breathed a sigh of relief and stamped her mark in a grand voice: "Okay, okay, I'll sign."

"Am I familiar with you? What's my name?" Anthony asked.

"Uh, aren't you a priest of the Lord of Glory?" the Dawn Goddess asked in astonishment.

Anthony took out a supplementary agreement.

It was vague because they were all false and empty conditions, and she was relieved because she did not understand the text traps above, such as the line of inconspicuous small words at the bottom: The right to interpret this agreement belongs to the drafter.

"Aren't we allies? We signed an alliance." Goddess of Dawn said.

"Yeah, but do you know what my name is?" Anthony asked.

Anthony frowned and said: "It's okay not to say it. You concealed your situation. You were not able to fulfill the covenant at that time. Only after I rescue you now can you be able to fulfill the covenant. This does not comply with the principle of reciprocity in the covenant. Either You sign the supplementary agreement and give up some of your rights, or I will lock you back."

"Look, we're not familiar with each other, right? So if I take the risk to save you, should you pay something?" Anthony said.

The Dawn Goddess swooped down, stuck her upper body in the chain, and said awkwardly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I mean I'm not familiar with that Guardian God Samus, not you, we are allies, right?"

If she signed a few more agreements like this, the goddess of dawn would be tantamount to selling herself. However, she was unaware and happily emerged from the chain cage.

Duroken came over with the Demon Spirit Sword, pointed at the chains and asked: "What are these chains? The materials are so weird? I don't even recognize them."

If the demon sword had eyes, he would definitely roll his eyes at this moment: "I am a sword, and you ask me what the material of the chain next to it is? How do I know what material it is? If I know what material it is made of, wouldn't I be an alchemist? Warlock or blacksmith? Sick." Duroken put it back into the scabbard, then grabbed a piece of lava and crushed it into pieces. After the lava solidified, it became vitrified in some places. After crushing, it looked like a pile of glass slag. Gravel, very hard.

Holding the crushed sand, Duroken was about to pour it into the scabbard.

The demonic sword was frightened and screamed: "No!! I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know, don't do this, please, it will be blunt!!"

Although it was so frightened that it was shaking wildly in the scabbard, the Demonic Spirit Sword still couldn't explain the reason. I'm afraid it really didn't know.

Durokan threw it back to Anthony and said disgustedly: "I don't know anything, it's useless at all."

Anthony threw it to Nigris casually, and Nigris threw it to Ange. Ange looked at it and didn't know who to throw it to. He just wanted to stuff it into the Celestial Fortress and put it together with the Universal Hammer.

The goddess of dawn suddenly felt cold all over her body. The sky-piercing oscillating super-light sharp self-propelled demonic spirit sword was rejected because she couldn't answer the question. If she couldn't answer the question, would she be rejected too?

Durokan brought Samus over and asked the same question.

Sams was very cooperative, but said with a wry smile: "I'm just guarding the cage. I really don't know what this is called. If you ask me anything else, I can answer it, but I really don't know what this is."

The Dawn Goddess said weakly: "How about... you ask me?"

"You know? As a prisoner, you know what materials the cell is made of?" Duroken looked at her.

The goddess of dawn said confidently: "Of course I know that this is a chain of thoughts, which is manifested by the will of the plane. It belongs to spiritual matter. The spiritual matter manifested by each will is unique. Of course you will not recognize it. .”

Nigris and Anthony suddenly realized: "Just like the holy light, different holy lights also have unique properties. For example, your holy light will not harm undead creatures."

"No wonder, each material that manifests thoughts is unique, so it's strange that it doesn't have all the material properties that I know, just like His Majesty's Death Scythe. Wow, what a good thing. I want these chains. , I don’t dare to mess around with the Death Scythe, this is just right.” Duroken said with satisfaction.

Ange waved his finger, and the small flame that had been floating around Ange's finger floated over dejectedly, grabbed the chain that was hundreds of times larger than it, and just pulled and pulled, and all the chains turned out to be coiled. It became a circle.

Putting the chain roll into Duroken's hand, the small flame floated back dejectedly, and continued to float on Ange's finger. Looking from a distance, it looked like Ange's finger was on fire.

The Dawn Goddess was stunned, pointing at the small flame and said: "This... this... it... it is..." There was a familiar aura on this flame.

Anthony asked: "Planar will? Yes, he was beaten by us."

"Hiss - who are you? Are you really the Lord of Glory? Is the Lord of Glory so powerful?" Goddess Dawn had to start to doubt the identity of Ange and others.

"If it's not so powerful, why are we pretending to be him? If you don't talk about this, you know this thing, then do you know where it came from?" Anthony asked.

"Of course I know, the first plane of will was created by me, and my godhead was also given to me by it." Goddess of Dawn said.

(End of this chapter)