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Chapter 642: Seeking the Immortal Lord!

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    "Are you crazy? Let go! Let me go! Don't even run! Stop!" A big-eyed 'Nightmare' Saya was surrounded by a group of Saya. It struggled and got out of the gap. It was so angry that it roared angrily.  filial piety.

    "No the Immortal Master, the Immortal Master, run away." The rest of Saya were terrified, panicked, and screamed as they flew into the void.

    "So what if the immortal lord!? I can still stare at you and die? Let me go. I'm going to fight him. Let me go." Nightmare Saya struggled hard, but she couldn't get entangled with other 'hairs'  It's too tight. In this panic, the more you struggle, the tighter you get.

    "You are really going to die. Have you forgotten Da Mengmeng?! Run quickly, the undead master is coming." The Sayers screamed and tried their best to escape from the moving bones, not even the plane they were living in.

    A large clump of hair was tangled up in a ball, twisting, and escaping from the plane like a sea urchin. No matter how hard the nightmare Saya struggled, it was useless and was directly carried away.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away from Ange and the stunned Nigris and Anthony who were projected on him: "This this what on earth did your Majesty do to them? Are you so scared?"

    Ange¡¯s original plan was to use the bones and the aura of death on the ground to summon a large number of undead creatures to tire these Saya to death, and then let the Titans and the Celestial Fortress come closer to attack each other from both inside and outside.

    He was going to summon the mourners and gods under his command to the Palace of Rest, and wait until the Sayas were half dead from exhaustion to dig them out. Unexpectedly, all the plans failed to keep up with the changes, and the Sayas actually threw away their bodies and ran away?

    Even Nightmare Saya was kidnapped by her subordinates without even a chance to take action. It was really funny.

    The skeletons summoned by the arrival of the king lost their target and stood there dumbly.

    ?Baffled, Ange had to push these skeletons aside and uncover the bones on the ground layer by layer.

    The bones on the ground are thousands of meters thick, and the ones at the bottom have long been crushed to pieces, but most of the bones in the tens of meters above are still intact.

    Ange summoned a group of people, rushed to one side, exposed the skeletons underneath, summoned them again, and rushed to the side again, summoning them layer by layer, turning these bones into skeletons.

    Anthony had already asked Ange to take him out. At this moment, he not only armored himself, but also summoned the dark horse.

    Seeing the countless skeletons covering the entire plane, Dark Horse was so frightened that he became a little overwhelmed. He stayed there and looked around. He had never seen such a scene after being dead for so long. Even the Undead Empire was not like this.  Many bones were piled together.

    Anthony quietly touched his side and rode up quietly.

    "Huh? Gray-bone skeleton? The proportion of gray-bone in this layer is so high? Does it mean that the further down you go, the higher the level of the skeleton?" Nigris shouted in surprise.

    "It's possible that these Sayas were thrown around after eating. The bones were stacked layer by layer. The ones below must have been older than the ones above. With the breath of death infiltrating them, they hardened over time." Anthony responded.

    It's true. The lower you go, the higher the grade of the bones. Even if they are the same gray bones, the hardness is different. The lower ones are harder. There are even some silver-gray skeletons in the last few layers. When the bones are knocked up, they make a metallic sound.  .

    "Silver skeleton, my God, if the bones below are not broken, wouldn't it mean that the gold skeleton has been leached out?" Nigris said in shock.

    The huge number of skeletons was a great gift, but when he thought about the way they were formed, Anthony couldn't be happy. It was too cruel, too tragic, too cruel, and too bloody.

    The treatment of intelligent creatures here is even more miserable than that of poultry and livestock. They are happy in the illusion, and then frightened to death. Their fear is absorbed, their flesh and blood are chewed, their bones are thrown to the ground, and their souls dissipate, turning into a strong breath of death.

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    "Have you noticed that although the aura of death is strong here, not a single undead creature has been born? I thought it was because these Shaye cleans up regularly, but judging from their fear of undead creatures, it is almost to the point of traumatic stress. You  Do you think they clean up so diligently?" Negris asked.

    Anthony nodded. It is very likely that other factors prevented the birth of undead creatures here: "Could it be that he was too frightened before his death, so he suffered a mental breakdown, and was sucked into fear, so he could not give birth to undead creatures?"

    "It is possible that the stronger the spiritual will of a person, the easier it is to reincarnate into an undead creature." Nigris also nodded in agreement.

    While they were chatting and analyzing, Ange had already cleared all the bones in a large area of ??the ground.After cleaning it up, revealing the gray ground underneath, he took Duroken out.

    "Wow~" Duroken exclaimed. He already knew roughly what was happening outside in the Palace of Rest, but he was still shocked when he saw this scene with his own eyes.

    "My lord, how many skeletons are there?" Duroken asked.

    The ring of scales on Ange's back flashed for a moment, and then he said: "One hundred and six thousand."

    This number does not refer to the number of skeletons in the entire plane, but to the small piece of ground that Ange has now cleared. The area of ??this small piece may be less than one thousandth of the surface area of ??the entire plane.

    If so many skeletons can be cleared elsewhere, it means that Ange will probably harvest more than 100 million skeletons.

    And this is only the thickness of the top few dozen meters of the bone layer on the ground. The bone layer may be thousands of meters thick, and it has been compacted. It is not clear how many skeletons have been filled in here.

    "What a pity. The bones below are all broken. None of them are good. They can't be put back together. They can only be used as bone meal." Duroken studied the bone layer on the ground and said regretfully.

    Ange nodded, reached out and took out the little angel zombie: "Ouch!"

    "Ouch!" The little angel took out the Sacred Earth Hammer, responded loudly, and then ran away.

    The little zombie quickly followed.

    Duroken pointed in the direction of the gap and said: "Sir, I want to go to that location and take a look. I also need the specific size and structural data of the entire plane so that I can design a movable plane."

    "With so much bone meal, we have laid a solid foundation. Bone meal is the basis of all self-repairing buildings, but we may also need a water source, otherwise it will be difficult for ordinary people to live here. If there is a snail shell cavity underneath the gap,  Just fill it all with water," Duroken suggested.

    Ange nodded: "You design it."

    Duroken perked up. What did he mean by these words, did he mean to let go and let himself mess around?  That would be great. As a king of alchemy, who wouldn't want to be able to play freely on a blank plane?

    Thinking of this, Du Luoken patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, sir, I'll take care of it."

    Seeing his overly excited look, Anthony leaned over and whispered: "Grow vegetables."

    Duroken¡¯s soul tightened, and after reacting, he glanced at Anthony gratefully. He almost got too excited and forgot the important point.

    When alchemists design things, it is indeed easy to forget the needs of the users. After the things are made, they will be chopped down by others. They are obviously farming, so they have to design a cane or a top hat. Ange can't beat him to death.  Strange.

    It¡¯s OK to mess around, but you can¡¯t deviate from the topic. Duroken kept this point in mind and flew away.

    When Ange was about to follow, several figures flew over from the Snake of Doom, and a respectful voice came over: "Dragon Messenger, Mage of Truth, Senat, please see the Lord of Immortality!"

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