Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1177

Chapter 1177: Chapter 741 Your Cat Can Only Rummage Through Trash Piles Now Chapter 1177: Chapter 741 Your Cat Can Only Rummage Through Trash Piles Now “No need, no need, the Undead Ruler is already at the level of a Primordial God. This tide might just be triggered by some Origin, and it's already good enough that they don't come out hunting other Ancient Gods–do you really need us to save them?” the Little Devil King said.

“So why is Dimali crying out for help?” Negris turned to Ange.

Ange transmitted the question.

The voice of Dimali rang out, “I have a large number of vassal creatures; they are my closest family members. If I run away, they will all die, I cannot abandon them. Please Lord, save them.”

“Vassal creatures? What kind of vassal creatures? How many? How can we save you?” Negris asked.

“They are all Elves, over six hundred thousand. I've settled them inside a Shattered Plane. I can't move the plane by myself and I don't know if you could invite two Ancient Gods to help me transfer this plane,” Dimali said urgently.

Negris blinked, Anthony blinked, and they suddenly realized that their understanding might be a bit limited–why did this shifting of planes sound so preposterous?

The Master Plane is a plane, the Resting Abyss is also a plane, the Light Sea Plane is also a plane; when it comes to planes, how could it be that three or five beings could just move it?

“But a plane that houses over six hundred thousand people couldn't be too large. If it's an Ancient God like the Little Devil, two or three of them could really move a shattered plane, just like the forbidden land of the Void Elves; the Little Devil could move it by himself.”

“No, I need to adjust my understanding. Planes aren't necessarily huge. Those shattered planes might not even be as large as a mountain, yet the power of Ancient Gods is greater than that of Gods.” Anthony murmured softly.

After adjusting for a while, Anthony said, “Things won't be so simple. Three or five Ancient Gods can move a shattered plane, but moving it wouldn't be safe. The whole Chaos Plane is like a vast dark forest, and darkness is the natural cover for hiding oneself. If we were to move a shattered plane, it would mean we are giving up this protection, and it's very possible that we'll face an attack from other Ancient Gods.”

“What should we do?” Negris asked.

Either we use other methods that can silently transfer people, like a Teleportation Array or a Space Passage, or we must show a force that others dare not provoke,” Anthony replied.

While saying this, Anthony looked up at the shadows looming around them and turned to Lidali to ask, “Do people usually dare to provoke you in the Chaos Plane?”

“What?!” Lidali and Helan were first shocked, then couldn't help but burst into laughter, “Hahaha–dare to provoke us? They must be tired of living!”

Anthony felt the same way; this was the domain of the Purgatory Twins, but the Chaotic Undead Legion still blatantly surrounded the place, showing no concern for the Purgatory Twins.

What was even more rare was that the Little Devil King didn't seem to think there was any problem, as if it were only to be expected. If it were another Ancient God's territory being so blatantly encircled, they would see if he wouldn't beat the intruders into yesterday's dinner.

It just goes to show, the Chaotic Undead Legion's power had been acknowledged by the Purgatory Twins, but that was still not enough.

“Then we have to find a few more Ancient Gods, not only to transfer Dimali's people but also to move the Undead creatures here. Little Devil, will the Chaotic Tides harm the Undead?” Anthony asked.

“I don't know. The last time the Chaos Tides occurred, there were no Undead creatures in the Chaos Plane. However, when the Chaos Mist surged, it did have a stripping effect, which could harm intangible Undead or exposed Soul Fire,” the Little Devil King said.

Anthony wiped his brow, feeling uneasy. He least liked such situations, with incomplete information, having to make decisions not knowing anything, thus he could only prepare in the safest direction possible.

But this was a completely new world, and he had just realized that his understanding of this place was somewhat wrong. He habitually thought of planes in terms of the scale of the Master Plane, never having considered dragging one away.

Dimali's words made him realize he needed to adjust his understanding quickly; otherwise, without even knowing the size of a shattered plane, how could he possibly give the right advice?

However, since he couldn't adjust his understanding right now, he could only plan for the best: “Little Devil, go into the space and try to persuade the Light of Creation. If he doesn't want to surrender, then he will have to be killed.”

“Kill… kill? That doesn't sound good; what about Starfire?” the Little Devil King started, taken aback. Light of Creation, such a special Ancient God, kill him if he doesn't surrender?

“You either persuade the Light of Creation or kill him, and Starfire will be easier to deal with. Take her cat, do this and that, and I don't believe she will have the heart to resist,” Anthony said viciously.

“You… you humans… are too cruel,” the Pink Hem, who had been sticking close to Anthony, couldn't bear it and stepped back a few paces.

The Little Devil King was thrown into the Dimensional Space, and in no time, he had persuaded the Light of Creation, who was busily planting vegetables, to surrender.

Actually, the Light of Creation had long wanted to surrender because he knew from Starfire that Ange had Blank God Statues. Although he claimed to be able to create everything, such statements were largely boastful; at least he couldn't create Blank God Statues and Chaos Mist.

Unfortunately, Ange never had the time to deal with him and refused to let him out, making him want to surrender but unable to find anyone to surrender to, stuck inside and bored to death. Seeing that the Tree Herder had been brought out after being seen planting well, he quickly performed great.

Now that the Little Devil King had gone in and persuaded him, the Light of Creation immediately surrendered; his only request was a Blank God Statue.

Ange took out a Blank God Statue and stuffed it in.

Anthony asked, “Lord, how many Blank God Statues do you have left?”

Ange pulled out the Bronze Book and looked, “Three.”

Anthony turned to the Little Devil King and said, “Go back in and persuade Starfire. Tell her that the Lord only has one Blank God Statue left. If she doesn't surrender, the God Statue will be given to Dimali, and her cat will be taken away to the shelter to be with a bunch of stray animals. From now on, it can only eat from the garbage, no one will feed it Dimensional Fragments anymore.”

First, use imprisonment to wear down her patience, then have her former companion persuade the Light of Creation, isolate her, create a scarcity of the 'last' Blank God Statue, and finally, strike her hard with her cat. The Goddess of Starfire couldn't withstand such a spiritual oppression and gritted her teeth to surrender.

Seeing the Goddess of Starfire and the Light of Creation being brought out, Lidali and Helan looked at each other. There's still a Great Devil King left, with the Ancient God Hunters practically wiped out, their new master seems even more powerful than they thought.

Chapter end

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