Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1317

Chapter 1317: Chapter 879 Is This a Hint?_2 Chapter 1317: Chapter 879 Is This a Hint?_2 The Monarch also shook his head in confusion, indicating it wasn't his doing.

A team of Elves dragged the tablet over, and leading them was an Elf woman with a belt wrapped around her waist, but she too had aged. Nonetheless, upon seeing Anthony, she cheekily raised her little finger in a fist and knocked on her chest in greeting.

Anthony laughed hoarsely, helplessly shaking his head. With the dissipation of the Chaos Mist, the Void no longer gave birth to new life, and existing life was aging rapidly. In just twenty short years, all humans had died off, leaving only the long-lived species like Elves, Giant Dragons, and Dwarves.

Because of the decline in food production and the lack of sufficient grain to brew, the dispirited Dwarves sighed deeply and died early as well. Now only the Elves and the Giant Dragons remained.

Even the older Elves had died, such as Kael'danil and Aestolia. Once these Elves also passed away, only the Giant Dragons and the Undead would be left.

This was a situation that no one had anticipated: without the Chaos Mist, there was no new life? Could it be that humans, Elves, and Giant Dragons all emerged after the appearance of the Chaos Mist?

“It seems so. Before, there were only the Void Elves created by the God of Tree, and those lower Ancient Gods, aside from a few like the Iron Scale Cleaners, many were also born from the Chaos Mist. There wasn't even such a thing as the Material Plane back then,” the Abyssal Big Mouth recalled after some time.

Not only had life expired, but Planes were also being devoured one after another. Star Burst Plane, Light Sea Plane, Demon Abyss, etc., all plunged into the Red Giant Ball, leaving only the Master Plane.

The Monarch had all the movable Ancient Gods hold onto the Master Plane, but even so, a small part of the Master Plane was still torn away. The originally round sphere became like a half-eaten apple.

The Fourth Void Tablet was found in the missing half of the sphere, near the center of the Plane. No one had ever thought that such a tablet would be buried deep within the Plane.

When the tablet was dragged over, the Monarch couldn't help but float over and exclaimed in surprise, “It is indeed a new tablet, the fourth one. What does it say on it? 'Eternal consciousness'?”

“Could it be… that there aren't just three, but four Laws of the Void? 'Eternal consciousness, the world succumbs to chaos, the Void is endless, all forces will eventually unify.'” Anthony murmured.

“What about the consciousness of the tablet? Drag it out and ask,” the Monarch leaned in to take a look and said puzzledly, “No consciousness? Not even a trace of one left, hasn't it spawned a consciousness?”

This was another strange phenomenon. Of the four Void Tablets, three had consciousness. After the Monarch killed them, the remade tablets also had their original consciousnesses, merely with some memories wiped.

But this tablet had no consciousness at all, either it hadn't spawned one, or it had long ago, and due to the passage of time, not even a trace remained.

“Eternal consciousness… Could this mean that when creatures die, their consciousness doesn't vanish but keeps being reborn?” Anthony asked.

“Yes, I've known for a while that consciousness is eternal. The Chaos Mist ebbs and flows, always within a fixed range. Every time I slay an Ancient God, a bit more Chaos Mist appears,” the Monarch said.

Anthony grumbled softly, “No wonder…”
No wonder Your Majesty liked to slay Ancient Gods so much. Your Majesty was never a bloodthirsty ruler. Negris was captured and complained about him all the time, but he never saw him get angry. So, it was quite out of character for him to chase after Ancient Gods in the Chaos Plane. It turned out to be for this reason.

“Does that mean that the creatures that die here haven't really disappeared but have instead entered the Lord's Dimensional Space? So that's why there's no new life being born here?” Anthony's eyes lit up, and he suddenly filled with energy.

The Monarch frowned and glanced at him, saying, “Although consciousness is eternal, memories will vanish. Consciousness is merely the foundation that carries memories; memories constitute who you are. With no memories, you are not you. Are you really not going to be reborn? There is still time.”

Anthony shook his head, “No, I trust the Lord. He will protect me. I can vaguely feel his will; he needs me to execute it.”

Just then, the Bronze Dragon, who had been standing still the whole time, suddenly opened its eyes, looked around, and fixed its gaze on Anthony, “Am I dead? Hurry up and die. For every second you live here, I have to wait an extra one thousand eight hundred seconds inside. Once inside, hurry and come find me at Little Bone's place. In that desolate area, if you don't enter soon, that desert will be turned into a forest.”

“Almost, almost, my life's candle flickers; I will die soon,” Anthony muttered, his eyes beginning to fade as he spoke, and with a final twist of his head, he passed away.

“…I really give up on you guys; Ange never made any pact with you, yet you all so resolutely believe that he can protect you? Saying 'die' and then dying just like that,” the Monarch complained helplessly. Anthony's method of dying suddenly made death seem a bit farcical.

Negris said, “Although Ange is always busy planting things, he is quite dependable on this matter. Those with Soul Contact will be protected; we believe in him.”

He then added a reminder, “You better take care of my body, okay? If my true self can't return and my body gets lost, I will be in trouble.”

“Alright, alright, I will use it as a cushion soon. It won't get lost,” the Monarch retorted.

Chapter end

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