Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1241

Chapter 1241: Chapter 804: Borrowing the Primordial Body for Fun? Truly Lavish, So Envious Chapter 1241: Chapter 804: Borrowing the Primordial Body for Fun? Truly Lavish, So Envious With each step the Little Zombie took, the Void beneath their feet seemed to explode, propelling them in leaps and bounds. If you blinked rapidly at that moment, you could see the Little Zombie flickering as it rapidly closed in on you.

A Giant Angel rushed to meet the Little Zombie, but just as she spread her wings, ready to strike, the Little Zombie took a sharp turn and ran… ran away…
It seemed that these Giant Angels had inherited the Holy Spirit Angel's stubbornness, chasing after the Little Zombie without a second word.

“Not this trick again. This guy has a routine for dealing with these Holy Spirits,” Negris commented dryly.

The rest of the Little Demon Kings and Starfires found their own opponents and engaged as well. Soon enough, the Void had become a chaotic battlefield.

The Monarch glanced at Ange with surprise and remarked, “Not bad for manpower.”

Ange's subordinates were full of talent, each with their own unique features and an endless array of strange abilities. The only weakness they had in the Chaos Plane was their lower energy levels.

However, since Ange had awakened his Primordial Body, the issue of energy level could be solved by invoking “Lord, help me,” which could deliver a decisive blow when necessary.

In normal circumstances, they would cooperate with Ancient Gods whose abilities synergized with their own, using the power of the Ancient Gods to compensate for their lack of energy levels.

As for the Little Demon King and Starfire, they were already elites among the Ancient Gods, hunters specialized in tracking other Ancient Gods. In one-on-one battles, they were in no way inferior to any opponent they faced.

After a frenzied melee, Iron Belly suddenly realized that their side was at a disadvantage? What a joke!

Yet, this was the reality. Their team was originally meant to confront just the Undead Ruler and those chaotic Undead creatures at most, but who would have thought another group of Ancient Gods almost equal to their own in number would appear here?

When there is no significant gap in strength, numbers become the decisive factor. Ange's newly founded sanctuary had attracted hundreds of Ancient Gods, half of whom Lightning Lisa and others had lured over.

Including the twenty or thirty he rescued on the run, there were about eighty Ancient Gods in total, most of whom he had brought over. This was a tremendously powerful force.

For millions of years, no one on the Chaos Plane had ever managed to bring together seventy to eighty Ancient Gods. If not for the collapse of the Void and the chaos tide, these proud Ancient Gods would never have submitted to others and would rather flee the Chaos Plane.

Iron Belly had been strategizing on the periphery for some time, gathering as many hands as possible. But then Ange came through a Space Passage with even more manpower at his disposal.

The feeling was akin to you gathering all your brothers to rob a Magic Carriage, only to slide open the door and find a group inside larger than your own.

At that moment, the Little Angel's Shadow Angel darted forward and struck directly at the Giant Angel's defense line, the Great Angel's Staff pointing straight at the Giant Angel's chest.

The Giant Angel immediately crossed her wings in front of her, blocking the jab of the Great Angel's Staff, and her figure was catapulted backward.

Retreating and flapping her wings, the Giant Angel saw the Shadow Angel clutching the Great Angel's Staff, the staff pointed at her, with immense rays of light continuously forming behind her and merging into the Shadow Angel's wings.

Her energy level was rising frantically, giving the Giant Angel an ominous premonition. She crossed her wings once more, shielding herself in front.

A dazzling beam of light pierced the blackness of the Void and shone upon the Giant Angel's wings. A burst of intense light erupted, and a second later, the beam swallowed the Giant Angel whole, continuing forward unabated.

Quickly, the column of light came to an abrupt halt, leaving nothing but a cloud of drifting white feathers in the void, the Giant Angel had vanished without a trace.

At the same time, the shadowy Angel was also disintegrating into countless points of light that continuously faded into the pitch-black void, leaving behind just a little girl.

The girl patted the dots of light off her body and turned to shout in Ange's direction, “Ao!”

Ange, without lifting his head, waved his hand, and a continuous stream of energy was immediately directed towards the Little Angel, causing her to light up instantly, and from her, another colossal shadowy Angel burst forth.

“What a fellow, fighting using a Primordial Body, truly wasteful,” grumbled Light of Creation behind him, his hands rubbing together, though his eyes were filled with immense envy.

Even for these Ancient Gods, who tirelessly pursued it, the Primordial Body was still out of reach for Light of Creation, an Ancient God Hunter, and one of the finest among them. Yet, he had no clue how to achieve such a feat.

And yet, looking at Ange and the Monarch again, it had been less than eight hundred years since the Monarch arrived at the Chaos Plane, and less than a year for Ange, yet they had each acquired their own Primordial Body. How was that possible? Had they grasped the secret?

Light of Creation couldn't understand, but he knew one thing: if you can't grasp the principles of a power, then use it more; perhaps after using it a few more times, you would understand it.

Therefore, inside, he was extremely envious of the Little Angel, this silly fellow who went around looking for fights, backed by Ange, an extravagant benefactor who allowed her to use the Primordial Body at will. With more usage, perhaps she would comprehend the essence of the Primordial Body.

Wondering if shouting “Lord, help me” would make the Lord lend him the power of the Primordial Body, Light of Creation's heart was all aflutter.

While they had just destroyed a Giant Angel on one side, on the other, the Little Zombie was dragging back a pair of Giant Angel wings with a rumble, followed by Feiti and Harvey.

Looking at the cross-section of the Giant Angel wings, it seemed as though they had been forcibly ripped off by hand.

Besides these wings, Harvey also held a massive Heart of the Dark Holy Spirit in his arms.

After snapping two Giant Angels in a row, Big Mouth was getting a bit panicked and shouted, “Don't stray alone! Don't strike out on your own! First, kill those weaker gods!”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Big Mouth suddenly felt a warm sensation in his belly. His slapping hands paused, and he glanced around in confusion, his gaze finally landing on Lisa.

When Lisa saw him looking, she immediately hid behind Ange.

As soon as Lisa looked away, the warm feeling in Big Mouth's stomach disappeared, confirming his suspicion that it was indeed this woman's doing.

What the hell kind of ability was this? Silent and unseen in its effect?

While he was puzzling out the mystery, Lisa poked her head out again and stared hard at his belly, and instantly, Big Mouth felt the warmth there once more.

No, he couldn't let it continue like this. Time to pull out all the stops.

Feeling the pressure of the situation, Big Mouth could restrain himself no longer, and with a forceful slap, his belly opened up with a Big Mouth, directing it towards Ange's position: He~Huu~
A vast wave of darkness, like an avalanche, covered the skies and roared toward Ange's location, engulfing everyone–Ange, the Monarch, Lisa, and even Negris Anthony Lightning on the platform and others–all within.

But before the darkness settled on the platform, the whole world suddenly slowed down immensely.

Chapter end

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