The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 1109: So this is mysticism?
The witch was confused. This was the first time the god scolded her, and he called her "damn it" in a very disgusted tone. Why did this happen? Didn't the god protect her? Why did he dislike her?
Could it be... Could it be that I really provoked a being that even the Lord God didn't want to mess with? A group of humans? A silver dragon?
In astonishment, a powerful thought was projected onto her, then jumped out of her body, condensing into a phantom out of thin air.

This type of projection consumes a lot of energy. If there is a fulcrum, the energy consumed by the projection is one. Without a fulcrum, the energy consumed is ten, more than ten times.

The white crystal that the witch possessed at the moment was a fulcrum. The most economical way should be to project it onto the white crystal, but the God would rather spend more than ten times the cost than project it onto the white crystal, which made her even more surprised.

"Lord Hero, greetings to the will of the plane, hello." A shadow appeared, and the so-called Lord of Heathro bowed politely and touched his chest to salute.

A lot can be seen from this title and etiquette. Nagris asked in surprise: "Lord of Heathrow? A human name? Are you a human?"

Generally, gods, origins or magic have specific symbolic names such as light, devouring, darkness, planting, wind, fire, water and earth.

But some of them are directly named after people, such as Adams Forbidden Ring. Things like this that are directly named after names are very likely invented by the person with this name.

Heathrow sounds like a name, and a human name at that. The etiquette of bending over and touching the chest can only be performed by creatures with a "waist", "hands" and "chest". If you ask the Ironscale Scavenger to invent an etiquette, it will most likely lick you.

"Yes, it was," Heathrow replied.

Hearing this answer, the eyes of the witch behind him widened, an incredible expression appeared on her face, and something in her heart was breaking.

"So you are now..." Anthony gestured at him with his hands, wanting to ask him what kind of existence he was in now.

"I am just a small god now, living in seclusion in a grassland tribe, growing some food and doing handicrafts to support some believers." Heathrow said humbly.

The witch's worldview was shattered to pieces. The omnipotent God in her mind was now like an old farmer paying taxes to the tax collector? A small god? Growing some food? Handicraft?
Why? Why is this happening? What on earth is that plane will?
Anthony happened to ask this question: "Do you know the will of the plane?"

“Although I don’t know it, but having the ability to seal consciousness in white crystal, probably only the will of the plane can do it.” Heathrow said.

The witch was stunned. Is it difficult to lock her up here?

"Tell me about your situation, and what's going on with this body?" Anthony asked, pointing at the secondary origin body.

Heathrow said hesitantly: "I am happy to answer your questions, but after answering the questions, can you let the ignorant little witch go?"

"Her? No problem. If your answer is valuable, you will be given a reward." Anthony said.

Heathrow curled his lips in disapproval, but as long as he was not remembered by these terrifying guys, he would be very happy. Kuabada, letting this guy sell food could provoke such a terrifying existence for him. He was really impressed.

After Heathrow's introduction, everyone finally knew what level of existence he was. It was actually similar to what the witch said, but the angle was a little different.

Heathrow was originally a scholar, and his main research was on mysticism. Mysticism is all about gods and ghosts. After studying for a long time, Heathrow actually developed a way to become a god.

From that time on, he consciously cultivated believers, spread a certain doctrine centered on himself, and made great efforts to improve people's lives. In the end, he really ignited the divine fire.

However, as a small god, he was not a big deal in the Divine Light Alliance. Any mourning undead soldier could beat him up, so Heathrow lived a low-key life, only spreading faith in his own territory and settlements, and never expanded outward.

This also brought about another problem. The scale of the believers could not be expanded. However, Heathrow found another way. He raised them himself. He studied planting techniques and breeding techniques, and transformed the main body of believers, who had always been nomadic, into a semi-nomadic and semi-agricultural settlement.

Since then, the population on the grassland has exploded, increasing dozens of times, and Heathrow's divine power has also increased many times.

However, Hislo's most powerful thing is not this, but his ability to package mysticism. He perfectly packaged himself into an omnipotent god. Even in the minds of his witches, he is omnipotent. This is actually very difficult.

The closer people are to God, the less respectful they are to Him, like Giuliani, Dyson, Anthony...

They knew too much and knew that God was nothing special, but Heathrow was able to root his faith firmly, which was not easy.

But these are not Heathrow's greatest achievements. His greatest achievement is...

“What? You created these secondary origin bodies?” Everyone was shocked. Nagris even exclaimed, “How is it possible? You, this, this…”

Nagris wanted to say that at your level, you are not even as good as it, so how could you create a secondary origin?
Heathrow said: "The biggest advantage of occultism is that I don't need to know why it can be created, I just need to know how to create it."

"Oh, so this is mysticism? This is too scary. I thought it was some new subject. That is to say, you know how to make it, but you don't know why you can make it." Negrisli couldn't help but complain.

For example, Ang knows all the parameters of a seed, its classification, class, sowing temperature and humidity, germination and growth time, fertilizer composition and ratio, length of light exposure, etc., but this does not prevent an illiterate farmer from growing it.

If Heathrow's description is correct, then the farmer also masters the mysticism.

Seeing that he could no longer be bluffed, Heathrow rubbed his nose awkwardly: "Mysticism is more profound. We study mysterious phenomena that cannot be explained by the void, and summarize some laws. Then, through these laws, we explore more mysterious phenomena in the void..."

Anthony was not interested in his misleading words and interrupted him to ask, "Then how was this body made?"

"I can't tell you that." Heathrow flatly refused.

"Aren't you afraid that we will come and destroy your settlement and your believers?" Anthony said viciously.

"I'm afraid, so I came to see you, but I can't tell you this. If you must come to find me, then I can only leave and you won't be able to find me." Heathrow said calmly, only slightly beautifying the word "running away".

He came here to show up because he was afraid that his believers and territory would be destroyed, but if he was asked to hand over the method of creating secondary origins, he would rather give up his believers and territory.

It seems that this is his bottom line. Realizing this, Anthony changed his expression and said kindly: "Everything has its price. How about we exchange it at equal value? Do you want the artifact? Do you want the second godhead? Do you want the soul rebirth method? Do you want the glasses that perceive the power of origin..."