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Chapter 411: Pull out a few roots and wrap them in dried meat to eat

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    "I'm doneI'm done" Abbott forced a smile and went to distribute bread to the homeless orphans.

    As soon as he walked away, Nigris couldn't help complaining to Ange: "Can you please stop speaking casually? What did you do? Open your mouth and seal a saint? You are just a projection, how can you be like this?"  How powerful can you do such a thing?"

    Ange shook his head.

    "Okay, I understand, the power does not come from you, but you have invoked these powers. Is it possible that the divine power of light here can also be invoked by your Libra godhead?" Negris muttered.

    The power of belief is dedicated by believers. It will form a network of belief in power. Each believer is a node. In the end, faith is gathered by the nodes and transmitted to the gods.

    To put it bluntly, the so-called godhead is like a gain array that receives the power of faith.

    The belief in light in the main plane will eventually converge to the main godhead, and then be distributed equally. Where will the belief in light in this world gather?

    Thinking of this, Nigris quickly said: "Come on, come on, use the magic of light and see if there are any additional changes."

    Ange cast the purification technique, which was his most proficient light magic.

    "Huh?" As soon as the holy light came on, Nigris saw a familiar scene. Some periosteum had grown on the bones of Ange's palm.

    Ange was stunned, and so was Negris: "Have you become a little angel? Can you use purification to restore flesh and blood? Could it be that your current skeleton is that of an angel?"

    As Nigris spoke, he walked around behind Ange and took a look. The joints without wings were not the remains of an angel.

    "It's strange. Why can it be restored using the purification technique when it's not a holy skeleton? Is it a new type of holy skeleton?" Negris muttered blankly.

    No one stipulates that angels must have wings. This species created by the gods of light can theoretically be without wings.

    Just when he wanted Ange to recover his face first, Abbott came back.

    He waved goodbye to the wandering orphans with a forced smile, turned around, and the expression on his face collapsed, as if he was mourning for his heir. He glanced at Ange with a resentful look, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only walk by silently.  .

    The holy light is looming, not very conspicuous, and ordinary people may not even be able to see such dim holy light.

    Ange also turned around to follow. Among the homeless orphans waving in the distance, a seven or eight-year-old girl quickly ran over and handed Ange a handful of moss. Before Ange could react, she ran back shyly.  .

    "Hey, grave grass? Is this a gift for you?" Nigris was surprised.

    Ange tilted his head, took out an elf bean, and flicked it to the little girl. The elf bean flew accurately in front of the little girl.

    After the equal exchange, Ange quickly caught up with Abbott. From a distance, he could hear him muttering as he walked: "It's over now, what should I do now? I can't get into the town, and I'm going to starve to death now.  Alas, why did I become a saint when I was in good condition? Although this represents your approval of me, but Alas, I was killed."

    Nigris was confused and scolded: "What are you mumbling about? Why can't you enter the town?"

    Abbott complained: "The holy power in me can be smelled by undead creatures from hundreds of meters away. How can I get into the town? If I can't get into the town, I can't buy bread. Sooner or later I will starve to death."  "

    There was an unspeakable silence, and then Nigris asked: "Don't tell me that you have never learned how to control divine power?"

    "Ah? I haven't learned it before. I'm just a tombkeeper. I don't think I can learn magic, right?" Abbott said hesitantly.

    Is there such a provision?  Can't the tombkeeper learn magic?  Does the Light Church here have such rules?

    To prevent himself from learning the wrong words, Nigris did not answer, but said: "What tombkeeper? You are now a saint, a saint, and the divine power in you is the recognition of you by the gods."

    "Huh? Saint? Yes, I am a saint now, not a tombkeeper?" Abbott was stunned for a moment, and then said in a disappointed tone:

    "But at such an old age, can I still learn divine arts well? Divine arts require selecting young and talented children and cultivating them from an early age."

    It is now in the form of a book. If it were in the form of a little yellow dragon, Nigris would roll his eyes to the back of his head:

    "How good do you want to learn? The Great Prophecy Technique? The Great Prayer Technique? Or the Great Echo Technique? What you need to learn most is not to restrain your holy power, and don't let yourself shine so that others can find it, so that you can go into the town and buy bread.  ?"

    "Uh, yes, sir, is it difficult to learn to contain the holy power?" Abbott realized that he was overthinking.

    However, this recovery speed is too slow, so Ange would grab a handful of soul crystals from time to time and refine them to strengthen his soul.

    As the heart of the soul grows, the color of the bones becomes darker and darker, and the strength slowly recovers.

    Negris is also puzzled by this phenomenon: "I can understand the shrinking of the soul, but why do the bones degenerate? Osteoporosis? Even if there is no soul, the bones will only decay, not degenerate.  ah."

    "The only explanation is that there is some force eroding it. Your projection offsets this force, but no external force is found to be eroding it. In other words, this force is not external."

    "So, the most likely thing is the soul connection. The soul connection between the body and His Majesty's black crystal body leads to its degradation. It is very likely that this body is used to bind the two worlds together and is a way out for Your Majesty.  , if it really can¡¯t be done, he can still retreat into his body through soul contact.¡±

    It's a pity that these are all speculations and there is no way to confirm them. What makes him even more angry is that Ange doesn't plan to move anymore. He specializes in growing vegetables there. He grabs a handful of seeds at a time, more than forty times a day, which is enough for him.  Sow the seeds while clearing the land.

    Negris endured it at first, but in the end, Ange actually grabbed a sapling of the World Tree.

    "Zhaobada, do you really plan to grow vegetables here for the rest of your life? We came here to find His Majesty. Only by finding His Majesty can we know what happened? Why has the world become like this? Find Your Majesty, find Your Majesty!!!"  Nigris shouted unbearably.

    Ange raised his head hesitantly, looked at the man-made building in the sky, and then at the crops that had been planted earlier and had sprouted buds. If he wanted to leave here, without him watering them, all these crops would definitely die.

    How about

    "Don't even think about it! You can't use the quick-death halo. It will take half a year for it to mature naturally. We are not here to grow vegetables! We are not here to grow vegetables! We are not here to grow vegetables!"

    As soon as Negris finished shouting, Ange suddenly raised his head and looked to the west. He saw Albert running back anxiously, rushing into the cave and pulling down a mechanism.

    The camouflage mechanism of the stone chamber slowly lowered, sealing the passage leading to the stone chamber. Even if someone entered the cave, they would not find the deeper stone chamber tomb. At most, they would think it was an inhabited cave.

    Pulling off the mechanism, Abbott rushed towards Ange, pulling Ange away and running away. As he ran, he said in a hurry: "Hurry, hide quickly. The thieves have robbed Desert Town and are now searching the town."  Those who are on board, there are more than a dozen riding in our direction, please hide quickly."

    As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a thunderous sound of horse hooves.

    Abbott's face was ashen: "It's over, it's too late. There is an unobstructed desert ahead. We can't outrun a four-legged horse."

    "You cover your mouth and nose first," Nigris said.

    At first, he said it to Ange. Ange pressed Albert's shoulders and activated the Earth Splitting Technique under his feet. The two of them sank straight into the sand, and soon their heads were submerged.

    A dozen thieves crossed the cave and came to the entrance of the cave. When they saw the farmland at the door and the lettuce sprouts that had sprouted, they exclaimed:

    "Wow, there are people living in such a remote place? Green vegetables? Oh my god, I haven't seen what green vegetables look like for a month. Why do I eat them every day? The corners of my mouth are bubbling. Quickly, pull out a few and we will wrap the meat.  Eat it dry.¡±

    Nigris¡¯s heart skipped a beat: Is it Ange¡¯s fault?

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