Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1142

Chapter 1142: Chapter 706: Greetings from the Undead Ruler Chapter 1142: Chapter 706: Greetings from the Undead Ruler Abyssal Big Mouth's disturbance not only terrified the Purgatory Twins but also alarmed the Void Will. A voice echoed in the heart of Abyssal Big Mouth, “What happened? You seem very angry.”

“I'm going to devour them, swallow them all without leaving a single one,” Abyssal Big Mouth replied furiously.

“Them? Who?” the Void Will inquired with confusion.

“Law Breakers, the ones who violated the First Law of the Void, Law Breakers! It was you who ordered me to kill them, and they destroyed my avatars,” Abyssal Big Mouth roared.

“…You haven't killed the Law Breakers yet? Why so slow? I thought you had finished them off long ago. They even destroyed your avatars? Were your avatars so weak? That shouldn't be,” the Void Will murmured.

“I'm not weak! I was just momentarily unprepared. These Law Breakers are very cunning, using various methods to limit the power of my avatars and even managed to transfer or capture my subordinates ahead of time, leaving my avatars alone… well, more or less alone, and the other side had at least three Mourning Skeletons, four Gods, and a bunch of Light of the Holy Spirits, I…”

The Void Will didn't want to hear these explanations and interrupted, “Are you preparing to use the power of your true body?”

“Yes, I'm going right now to swallow them,” Abyssal Big Mouth said angrily.

“Leaving the Chaos Plane, what will you feed on?” the Void Will asked.

“I'll catch anything to eat; I want to devour those planes,” Abyssal Big Mouth stated.

The Void Will fell silent for a moment, then asked leisurely, “What is the Third Law of the Void?”

Before Abyssal Big Mouth could answer, the Void Will continued, “Those who disrupt the balance of the Void will surely be lashed by the Will. Do you want me to whip you? The balance of the Void is essential for maintaining the Will. Do you actually think about devouring planes? You want to disturb my balance, my death! Right?! Right?! Right?!”

The Void Will's roaring grew louder with each word, piercing directly into the heart of Abyssal Big Mouth, leaving its consciousness buzzing.

Now it dawned on Abyssal Big Mouth. Devouring planes was an act that severely disrupted balance. That was why the Void Will had whipped it years ago, because it had been devouring planes everywhere, breaking the balance of the Void.

When the Void Will found it and was about to kill it, Abyssal Big Mouth quickly submitted, agreeing to stay in the Chaos Plane without leaving and to obey only the will of the Void. This was what saved its life.

It had been asleep for so long that many newly born Ancient Gods had never seen Abyssal Big Mouth move, so long that it had forgotten why it went into hibernation to begin with. How foolish it was to talk about devouring planes in front of the Void Will.

“I'm not going, not going. I continue to sleep, continue to sleep, I will create another avatar to go,” Abyssal Big Mouth hurriedly said, as the stirring of its true body, seen from afar, looked like it simply turned over, then stopped again.

Little Demon King watched and also thought it seemed nothing more than a roll over. Although such an event was rare for the Abyss, it was not as frightening as being fully aroused. However, Ange's response still frightened him.

“What?! You killed Dark Wing?” Little Demon King blurted out.

The Great Demon King, who was close by waiting for news, was so startled that he jumped up from a burl on a tree.

Little Demon King was silent for a while before he was able to process this news and then asked, “What about Lord Starfire and Light of Creation?”

“Locked up,” Ange replied.

“That's good, that's good. After knowing them for so long, I actually wouldn't want them dead. What do you plan to do with them, my Lord?” Little Demon King said, glancing at the Great Demon King with a slightly stiff posture.

To kill Dark Wing, to capture the Goddess of Starfire, and Light of Creation, to stir the true body of Abyssal Big Mouth, heavens, were these Law Breakers really that powerful?

If he hadn't called back the Great Devil, what would have become of him? Would he have been captured or killed?

Having communicated the situation and received new orders from Ange, Little Demon King ended the communication and reported the latest developments to the Great Devil.

The Great Devil said incredulously, “Are they really that powerful? Are you sure you weren't deceived?”

But he quickly realized, “No, you wouldn't be deceived. If someone wanted to deceive, they'd want to use your mouth to deceive me. But it's very likely to be true; otherwise, it's hard to explain the anomaly of the Abyss. Let me call Light of Creation, see if there's no response.”

The Great Devil calmed his mind and called for Light of Creation. There was no response. He called for the Goddess of Starfire, still no response. At this point, he believed most of what the Little Demon told him.

“Does your master have any new commands?” the Great Devil asked.

“Yes, he told me to find the Divine Tree Core, as much as I can, and he will trade Divine Fragments for them. If I can find a living bud, he will trade a God Status for it,” Little Demon said.

The Great Devil couldn't help feeling enticed and mused, “You don't need to trade, so these conditions must be aimed at me. The Divine Tree Core, huh?”

The Great Devil didn't even consider the buds; how could there be living buds from the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms that had been dead for years? He had seen many cores, but aside from their powerful life force, they weren't much special.

Only those dependent species liked such a core because frying and eating it could extend life and enhance physique.

What? Eat it raw? That's a God Tree Core. Who could chew that? Try chewing one for yourself.

Of course, the Great Devil was capable of eating one raw, but the core couldn't extend his life. What use was it other than getting stuck in his teeth?

“Oh, that's right. My Lord also said he notified the Wandering God League to also look for the God Tree Core and buds. Whomever finds a bud first can make a trade with him. He doesn't have many Blank God Statues left,” Little Demon suddenly mentioned as if remembering something.

The Great Devil's heart skipped a beat; he was certain that these words were meant to be conveyed to him through Little Demon. The other party was afraid he wouldn't make an effort, so they directly invited a bunch of competitors?

If it were just a fight, the Great Devil really wouldn't see the members of the Wandering God League as a threat, but when it comes to searching for something, those guys each had their own abilities and there were many of them, their collective efficiency would undoubtedly be higher than his alone.

No, he couldn't fall behind. He had to get ahead of those guys. Who knew how many cores the Law Breakers needed or how many Divine Fragments they could offer in exchange? What if they got enough and stopped trading?

Great Devil threw down a phrase, “I'll go look for it and chat later,” and whoosh, he was off flying away.

Deep within the Ancient God's Eye, a bunch of Little Eye Demons were now gathered. Each of the ancient gods in the alliance had been notified to attend the meeting, so they were all connected through the Little Eye Demons, projecting their presence there.

It was rare for them to get together, so the ancient gods started chattering away, exchanging information. Unsurprisingly, the hottest topic was the disturbance in the Abyss.

“The Abyssal Big Mouth has moved, flipped over, and stopped again. Do you know what happened?” one of the Green Patterned Smalleyed Devils asked repeatedly.

Each Smalleyed Devil had its own distinct scent, but that was just the scent of the Smalleyed Devil. It was hard to tell which ancient god they were projecting, unless they told you and then you remembered that particular Smalleyed Devil's scent for future reference.

Of course, if they switched to a different Little Eye Demon, the scent would change, so unless the ancient gods were well acquainted with one another, no one knew who the Smalleyed Devil represented.

But to make it easier to distinguish, each Little Eye Demon would have some unique features like different colored magic patterns, different colored pupils, or even some special imprints.

Dimali recognized this Green Patterned Smalleyed Devil; it belonged to Giant Ear Garritt.

Garritt was extremely sensitive to fluctuations in the Void and could detect the slightest tremor millions of miles away, which is why they called him Giant Ear.

The stir caused by the Abyssal Big Mouth flipping over was so intense that Garritt could hear it clearly from the other side of the Chaos Plane.

“I don't know, does anyone know?”

“Big Mouth flipped over? That happened? When?”

“Are you asleep? How could you not know about such a huge commotion?”

Dimali immediately said, “I know, exclusive for five hundred Black Crystals, group purchase for a hundred each.”

“Five hundred? You profiteer! Are you robbing us?”

“Can't you make it less?”

“Only an idiot would buy an exclusive from you. You're just going to sell the same news several times. I'm in for group purchase.”

At once, the voices of haggling, cursing, and slamming the deal surged, with everyone deciding on a group purchase. A total of seven ancient gods decided to go in together, netting seven hundred Black Crystals.

“I'll teach everyone a free trick, the sacrificial channel. Find a place, light a fire basin, inscribe these, these, these imprints, then throw the stuff in, and I'll receive it,” said Dimali.

“Sacrificial channel? Isn't that a Demon's trick? You know the Purgatory Twins' stuff? Are you a spy or what?” an ancient god mumbled.

But most ancient gods cooperated and used the sacrificial channel to transfer the money. Once Dimali received the payment, he hushed the paying crowd together: “Dark Wing is dead, got killed.”

“That's impossible, absolutely impossible!”

“How could that be? Dark Wing…” The sentence wasn't finished when someone covered his mouth.

“What are you yelling for? We paid, don't let those who didn't pay hear.”

“Oh, I'll keep it down, but how could Dark Wing be killed? Who killed him?”

The seven paying ancient gods immediately turned their attention to Dimali.

Dimali leisurely said, “Five hundred for exclusive, a hundred for group purchase.”

“You profiteer, I'll take the exclusive,” one of the ancient gods grumbled, almost tripping someone with his words.

The other ancient gods immediately objected: “No way, no exclusives, we're buying too.”

Another wave of group purchases followed, and everyone finally found out it was the Law Breaker who killed Dark Wing.

As everyone was eager to gather more information, Dimali named his price again.

“You profiteer, Dimali, don't overdo it,” one of the Smalleyed Devils revealed Dimali's identity, which was unsurprising. If they didn't know Dimali, how could they spend so much on unverified rumors?

Those who paid were familiar with Dimali; they knew who the Little Eye Demon represented and were willing to spend.

After being outed, Dimali, not quite the same kind of profiteer as a silver coin, was slightly embarrassed and felt obliged to give away a few pieces of news before continuing:
“The Law Breaker also wants to trade Divine Fragments for the Divine Tree Core, and exchange Blank God Statue for the Divine Tree's flower buds, alive ones, at that. You don't know what Blank God Statue is, do you? Let me tell you…”

All the ancient gods gasped. Having a Blank God Statue meant they could maintain their power without degradation even when they left the Chaos Plane?

Finally, after a lot of noise and information exchange, the ancient gods dispersed quickly, looking for the tree core and flower buds. Once everyone had left, a Little Eye Demon came over:
“Lord Dimali, I am Wandering Soul Ledar, under the Undead Ruler. The Undead Ruler sends his regards. I am very interested in the information about the Law Breaker. Could we find a quiet place to discuss this further?”

Dimali's legs were a bit weak. The Undead Ruler sends his regards to me? I dare not accept such a gesture, I should be the one sending regards to the ruler. The ruler is too polite, how frightening…

Chapter end

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