Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1105

Chapter 1105: Chapter 669: Gurulu Almost Got Up Chapter 1105: Chapter 669: Gurulu Almost Got Up Everyone gathered around to look at the wooden post that only had half a face left. Only when they got closer did they realize its size: this half face was already one hundred meters high and three hundred meters wide.

If it hadn't been eaten away by bugs, they would have seen a wooden post five hundred meters wide. Is this still a post? It seemed more like a city wall.

“Void creatures are really huge,” Anthony couldn't help but remark.

Negris, puzzled, asked, “Aren't conch shells big? Isn't the Serpent of Misfortune big? It's not your first time seeing a void creature.”

Anthony replied, “Conch shells are big, but Nightmare Saya isn't that big. Well, maybe it's too long and doesn't feel oppressive. The Serpent of Misfortune is dead, even less oppressive. Not like this one, its eyes are bigger than a house. What does it eat to grow so large? If you plant it in your yard, just fertilizing it would bankrupt you, right?”

Negris's heart stirred: Huh, why is Anthony suddenly so snarky? I like it…
With a quick thought, Negris realized what Anthony was trying to do. He wanted to provoke the tree.

Thinking of playing along, Negris opened his mouth but found he couldn't come up with any banter.

It was okay to tease each other when they were familiar, as they knew each other's sore points, but what kind of banter could you throw at a strange tree?

Not being a professional at this, Negris turned his head and called out, “Lightning, Lightning!”

“Coming, coming, what do you need me for?” Lightning, surrounded by a large cluster of sparks, ran over.

This time, Lightning had finally come along. As the most powerful trash-talker in Ange's team, staying in the Master Plane meant only hanging around the House of the Deceased, trash-talking through the Soul Network, which wasn't fun at all. If they went too far, others would just disconnect from the Soul Network and not let it enjoy itself.

So, this time it insisted on coming along. With Ange backing it, being able to trash-talk someone to death, injury, or into autism in person was the ultimate thrill.

Negris curiously looked at the cluster of sparks above its head and asked in surprise, “What's that thing strung on your horn?”

“Oh, it's the Thunder core of a Titan,” Lightning shook its single horn.

Negris exclaimed in shock, “Are you crazy? Did you kill a Titan, or did Ange give it to you? Ange, aren't you spoiling it too much? Won't Onas hate you to death if he sees this?”

The Thunder core was akin to the Soul Fire, the essence, of a Titan. Wearing the essence of a Titan and flaunting it around, wouldn't the other Titans hate you to death?

Ange simply tilted his head in confusion.

Lightning flat-out said, “Nope, Onas gave it to me, oh, they all did. Each Titan gave me a bit, and I turned it into a core.”

Negris looked skeptical, “Titans aren't fools, would they really give away their core powers just like that? And each giving you a bit? Didn't they band together and beat you?”

Lightning glanced at him and said, “How can you call that giving away easily? I visited them every day to chat, it took a whole half year to get this bit.”

“Pfft–” Negris almost spat out blood. Was Lightning's idea of chatting something casual? Chatting for a half year? Those Titans might have been 'chatted' into autism by it.

Hehe, he'd have to check on those Titans later and enjoy their misfortune a bit.

It was confirmed that it was not “Lightning” that killed a Titan, but rather Onas who took the initiative to give it the Thunder core. Negris was then relieved and turned to the half-cut stump, saying, “Anthony is trying to infuriate this War Giant Tree. Go and assist.”

“War Giant Tree? The kind Gaur has? Angering it? That's too simple.” With that remark, he quickly ran off.

Anthony was already attempting to anger the War Giant Tree, but it wasn't going very well. After “Lightning” ran over and said a few words, the eyes of the half-cut stump suddenly widened, and it burst out in an angry roar, “Damn horse, I am going to kill you!”

A thick vine wildly grew from the stump and then snapped out.

“Lightning,” in a panic, flicked his horn, releasing a thick bolt of electricity that charred the vine, then he ran back with his tail tucked, saying, “Wow, that scared the hell out of me. How can it still move?”

No one cared whether it was frightened; the reaction was too good. Everyone was curious about what “Lighting” had said to it.

Still shaken, “Lightning” said, “I didn't say much, just mentioned how there's only one tree here, wondering if it's because its pollen had no other trees to help with pollination? What if it went extinct without descendants to protect the parent tree? Oh? Maybe the parent tree wasn't protected well and was chopped down, leaving just it babbling on and on. It got angry, even worse than Gaur.”

Several people clenched their fists right then, “Although it wasn't cursing at me, I really feel like hitting it.”

“Yeah, yeah, we all want to hit it. The one being cursed by it must be furious.”

The War Giant Tree was indeed driven mad because “Lightning” had unintentionally hit its sore spot, as its parent tree had indeed been chopped down, leaving it alone to guard its parent tree's legacy.

Now, not only was it being gnawed at by bugs, but also mocked by a horse. On the other hand, the God of Life was scavenging the relics of its parent tree, which it didn't mind much because it had already recognized that the God of Life was an offspring of the parent tree. By defeating it, it could inherit the legacy.

However, this defeat was a bit different from what it had imagined–it ended up simply being 'killed'.

After “Lightning” finished cursing the War Giant Tree, Anthony had caught the key point. He was the Old God Stick, not an Old Tree Stick, not quite clear on where exactly the War Giant Tree's psychological weak point was. So this was it?

He immediately took advantage of the weakness, saying, “You damned horse, can you still get up? Do you need me to help you up? Or perhaps help you take your revenge?”

“Kill that horse, kill that horse, the tree core is yours, just kill that horse!” the War Giant Tree shouted.

“Ah? Tree core? What use is a tree core?” Anthony showed a mix of eagerness and confusion.

“To breed War Trees,” the War Tree explained.

“But I don't have much use for a War Tree. You should have seen clear by now. This Big Tree is also a World Tree; it can breed War Trees itself. We already have our own War Tree named Gaur,” Anthony explained.

“Give Gaur the tree core, evolve it into a Void Tree, kill that horse, the tree core is yours,” the War Giant Tree fumed.

“But…” Anthony, with a conflicted expression, continued the topic, diverting it from what use the tree core had, to how it was of no use to us, then to how to use the tree core, then to how the parent tree had died…

Twisting and turning the conversation, occasionally pulling it back to killing that horse, continuously stimulating the War Giant Tree's desire to confess. As long as it was willing to talk, Anthony had a way to extract information from it.

After roughly understanding the details about the War Giant Tree, Anthony suddenly flew back to Ange's side, inquired a few things, then flew back, and asked the War Giant Tree, “Do you want to see your parent tree again? Or perhaps, shall I revive you to continue guarding your parent tree?”

The War Giant Tree, excitedly, almost got up.

Chapter end

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