The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 1111: Does this question count as 'next time'?
"Oh, he's imitating you! He's using your words to mock you, old charlatan, can you tolerate this?" Negris started yelling, wanting to watch the fun.

Anthony rolled his eyes at it in anger, turned to Heathrow and said, "Your verbal provocation is not a wise thing to do. It will not generate any benefits, but will anger us. Of course, we will not be angered by such tricks, so you can only do useless work. It is meaningless, but you still can't help but do it, which shows that you are still unwilling in your heart."

Heathrow blinked his eyes. Unwilling? Of course he was unwilling. These guys who came out of nowhere stole his secondary origin body... Well, that's what they called it. Heathrow was used to calling it Star God.

These people stole his star god and captured his witch, and threatened him to come out, otherwise they would raid his house. No one would be willing to accept this.

The whole situation was doomed from the moment the other party threatened him, and now he needed to pack up and run away.

Indeed, the other party said that as long as he told him the method to create the Star God, he would let him go, but did he dare to believe it?
No, the witch fell into their hands, and those human believers were also in their hands. It was easy to know his location through them. It was not difficult to search for his traces in a small area.

So from that moment on, his escape was inevitable, and he himself did not dare to rely on the other party's keeping his word for his own safety.

How could he be willing to leave his homeland and sell out his secret skills just because his believers went to sell some food?
But as Anthony said, there is no point in doing this. This approach cannot change his situation. He has to run. Instead, it will only anger the other party.

Looking at the gloating look on the face of that little fat dragon, even if the human being who is negotiating with him is not angry at the moment, the fat dragon will gloat over the human being and remind him every day that one day he will anger the other party.

But the words have been said, there is no point in taking them back. It's just a run away anyway, what's the big deal.

Thinking of this, Heathrow said stubbornly: "I am happy with it, what's your business... Ah, what is that? A big bug? Spitting at me? Wait for me to slap it to death."

In the distant Boulder Grassland, a large number of boulders are scattered on the green grassland. When the wind blows, the long green grass sways and rises and falls, like waves made up of green grass.

Among the pile of boulders, most of them are ordinary, except for the one at the innermost part. As long as you step on this boulder and walk to the top, you will enter a magical world in a flash.

The clouds, blue sky, and grassland disappeared in an instant, revealing a pitch-black void above the boulder. The void was filled with bright stars, with nothing obstructed.

This environment is most suitable for observing the starry sky, as if the sky and the plane barriers no longer exist. However, this is just a divine domain. Under the void, a tall and thin figure like a candle stands there, and stars fall on him from time to time.

At this moment, a large insect quietly crawled in from the boulder, carefully crawled to the feet of the figure, and spat at him, instantly startling the tall and thin figure: "...A large insect spits at me? Wait for me to slap it to death!"

Heathrow withdrew his thoughts and stretched out his hand to slap the big bug. He didn't even have time to think about how a big bug could appear in his own divine domain.

The big bug opened its big mouth... Can you imagine what it feels like when a bug the size of a palm opens a bloody mouth the size of a human head and is full of sharp teeth?

Heathrow was so frightened that he retracted his hand and looked at the big mouth in horror, with a bad premonition in his heart.

The bloody mouth opened wider and wider, followed by a long neck, a bulging and broad back, four sturdy hooves, and hard scales...

From the moment the big bug opened its mouth, a tall, strong, scaly, huge monster "horse" suddenly "drilled" out, spraying black mist from under its scales, staring at him coldly.

What the hell is this?

Before Heathrow could react, there was a loud bang and the divine realm began to tremble as if it was hit by something.

Heathrow's expression changed drastically. He looked around and then at the strange horse in front of him.

The strange horse stuck out its tongue at him expressionlessly.

"Damn it, you are in cahoots with Anthony, how did you find me!" Heathrow finally understood what happened.

Anthony and his gang found his location so quickly that they even made a strange horse transform into a bug and drill into his divine domain. Now they are using the strange horse as a coordinate and preparing to break through his divine domain.

Heathrow was puzzled as to how this strange horse could find his location so quickly? How could it find him so accurately in just a short chat?
Without time to think, Heathrow stretched out his hand and pressed in the direction of Hemel. The stars in the sky fell like a pouring waterfall and hit Hemel.

But the next moment, Heathrow regretted it, and saw Hemel broken into a pile of big insects and crawling away in all directions.

What could be more horrifying than killing an animal and then having a bunch of cockroaches fly out of it and pounce on you? Heathrow turned and ran.

Boom! A gap was blasted open in the divine domain. A fist punched through the divine domain and then retracted. Anthony's big face appeared in the gap and smiled at him kindly: "Found you."

This scene was even more terrifying than the pile of insects that Hemel turned into. Heathrow couldn't help but scream and turned around to run in another direction.

Anthony's words came from the gap in the divine domain: "Don't run, it's useless. The bite the bugs spit at you is not saliva, but pheromone. At least within the entire alliance, you can't escape the pheromone mark."

Heathrow's legs went weak. It turned out to be a mark. No wonder the bug spat at him when it came over, but didn't bite him right away.

Anthony stepped back, reached his big hands into the gap, grabbed both sides of the gap, and pulled hard.

Ang did not use his own strength, but the world-destroying magic circle and the holy kingdom of heaven as the fulcrum, the plane-level power, and the huge pulling force that could even pull out the swallowing abyss. He easily tore open the divine domain, and everyone walked in one after another.

Heathrow was completely desperate. He could even break through the divine realm with ease. His own laws were useless in the other party's eyes.

The divine domain is the power of rules, just like the divine domain of the goddess of war and peace, which can disinfect all living things, but if you throw a sapling in it, it will immediately become ineffective. To the sapling, the laws of the goddess of war and peace are useless.

He couldn't beat the opponent, nor could he run away. Even his own divine domain was useless. If he had known this, he wouldn't have been so stubborn.

Heathrow asked with a sad face: "How did you find me so quickly?"

"Is this question for 'next time'?" Anthony shrugged. "Your witch brought a bug poop here. It smells like a bug. Just follow the smell. Okay, it's your turn. Which direction is Stonehenge facing?"