Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 972

Chapter 972: Chapter 542: Definitely Going to Scold Me First Chapter 972: Chapter 542: Definitely Going to Scold Me First I almost forgot to mention, everyone quickly looked outside.

The Dragon Clan was already at a disadvantage, with numerous airships and sorcerers launching an offensive against them, and Hayden and the stairway to heaven just on the side providing support.

Now, with the arrival of Ange and the others, Hayden had shifted positions, but the situation of the dragons had not improved. Instead, their morale plummeted because from their perspective, there was one more stairway to heaven in the Void.

Even though the newly arrived one did not send out airships to join the battle, there was no doubt that it was a sorcerer's stairway to heaven, reinforcements for the enemy.

Already at a disadvantage, now with enemy reinforcements arriving, their morale naturally plummeted, with several giant dragons uncontrollably turning their heads to flee into the depths of the Void.

This was a very foolish move; the Void is so vast and endless that getting lost in it could mean never finding a place to stand, starving to death alive.

Giant dragons do not possess the survival abilities of the Undead, but even the Undead dare not get lost in the Void because here, without Soul Energy, after hundreds or thousands of years, the Undead would also perish.

And the dragons couldn't last a few months; they would quickly starve to death. It can only be said that they were now panicked and irrational, unless they were familiar with the terrain and knew of another foothold nearby, or they were hoping against hope, planning to hide for a while and then come back after the Sorcerer Alliance left.

“These guys are kind of weak,” Negris peeked out and commented. Since it didn't need to fight, it naturally projected itself onto Ange's body to watch the battle and casually criticize.

In the Void, only soul communication was possible, which allowed for even greater communication distance.

Anthony waved his Pope Wand and a majestic illusion appeared over him, quickly moving forward and casually responding,
“Because there are no elements here, those magic-wielding giant dragons have little combat power and can only rely on sharp teeth and claws. For example, the Silver Dragons, their speed depends on the Wind Element. With no wind, they can't increase their speed, leaving only the Ancient Dragons and Black Dragons with full combat power. But here…”

Everyone searched carefully, but couldn't find any Black Dragons or Ancient Dragons; a bunch of magic-wielding Green Dragons, Blue Dragons, and Red Dragons awkwardly wielded their teeth and claws as they were chased around in a frantic mess by the Sorcerer Alliance's airships.

The Sorcerer Alliance also thought that reinforcements had arrived–they saw a sorcerer's stairway to heaven approach Hayden from afar, and then Hayden disappeared. Everyone naturally assumed Hayden had gone to catch up with old times and didn't think he had been killed.

Therefore, now, when a bunch of Angelic Dragons and Lords of Mourning surged out from that stairway to heaven that arrived later, everyone was caught off guard.

A flash of light passed by and Feiti appeared on the deck of an airship, as the armed sorcerers on board looked at him with bewildered faces.

“Hello there,” Feiti greeted, raising his hand high.

“A… a purple-golden skeleton? Isn't that the… the Lord… the Lord of Mourning?!” one of the armed sorcerers stuttered out.

Feiti nodded, “Correct.” With the raised hand now swinging down, his shape suddenly darted downward, crashing through the airship like a ferocious cannonball.

The armed sorcerers only had time to protect their bodies before they were sent flying by the powerful impact, scattering in all directions along with the broken airship.

There was no need to kill anyone. In this kind of Void, breaking their airships was equivalent to capturing a whole airship's crew of sorcerers. What followed was just waiting to clean up the battlefield.

Little Angel, holding the Great Angel's Staff, propelled herself at high speed towards the enemy, with her Light Wings spewing out from behind her, and then with both hands she…

Before she could release the Holy Light Flash, a prepared Ange tapped her on the head with a thump: “Ow!”

“Whine–Howl–” Little Angel pouted and reluctantly switched to another technique. The staff of the Great Angel's Staff grew brighter and then shot out a sphere of light. It hit the shield of one of the airships and exploded violently.

As a Battle Angel, Little Angel's combat skills were extremely clever, engraved within the Saintly Heart, which she had then consumed, just like the bloodline heritage of the Giant Dragon.

But this guy liked to start with a bang, using a Holy Light Flash that depleted most of her strength, wasting a significant part of her fighting power.

Little Zombie conjured up the Soul Armor but did not charge forward. Instead, he stayed close by Little Angel's side, always ready to block any attacks for her.

Silba transformed into a Black Giant Dragon and pounced ferociously. Its arrival greatly boosted the morale of the Giant Dragon Clan, “A Black Dragon?! Is that Black Dragon Darhan? Wasn't it petrified by the Undead King? How did it come here?”

Although they were unclear about the reason, there was no doubt that the Black Giant Dragon had come to aid them, and the spirits of the Giant Dragon Clan soared immediately.

Durken took off his hat and pulled out a series of metal spheres, then released them.

Once released, the metal spheres flew faster and faster, tumbling forward ceaselessly, as if a small hamster inside was running on a wheel.

As their speed continuously increased and accumulated enough velocity, the metal spheres curved and shot toward the airships.

Striking the airships' shields at high velocity, the metal spheres instantly exploded into countless fragments, which rolled all over the shields, and with a cracking flash, the shields shattered.

“Eh? What principle is this?” Negris asked in surprise when he saw this happen.

“Elemental decomposition, hehe, it's all thanks to the Lord's plentiful World Tree branches. This strong decomposing material made the conceptual bane to these protective shields a reality. I call it the Shield Bane, how about that?” Durken explained.

As if hearing someone talking about him, the God of Life popped out, still drowsy, and was startled by the pitch-dark Void, “So desolate, not a breath of life anywhere.”

Without their shields, the airships were much easier to damage. Even arrows could now shoot directly at the magicians on deck.

But the result of the battle still depended on Ange. He pulled out the Thunder Spear and hurled it with force.

The distant airships had no idea what hit them and just exploded into fragments, scattering apart.

The Thunder Spear slowly materialized again, and Ange threw it once more, shattering one airship after another.

The magicians in the far-off Sorcerer Alliance finally realized the situation was unrecoverable. Considering Hayden had yet to return, they probably figured that his chances were slim, and they no longer cared about the airships ahead, turning around and heading deep into the Void.

Feiti wanted to chase after them but was stopped by Anthony, “Don't chase. If you kill everyone, who will go back to give the message?”

“Ah? Send a message? Shouldn't we kill them all to prevent the news from leaking? They saw Feiti fighting side by side with the Great Angel,” Negris asked, puzzled.

“The situation has changed. We want them to know. Tell me, what would the Sorcerer Alliance's reaction be if they knew the Church of Light and the Undead Empire had joined forces? They would definitely…” Anthony hadn't finished speaking when his communicator rang.

He took it out and immediately laughed, “Look, there it is. I'm certain they'll chew me out first.”

PS: It's pretty much done. I planned to post more, but I got distracted. This news is too sensational. I'm not writing anymore–I'm off to refresh the news.

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