Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 984

Chapter 984: Chapter 553 What a Joke Chapter 984: Chapter 553 What a Joke “Oh, yes, it's the Light that returned, poor child, you have suffered,” Anthony's body radiated Holy Light, which swiftly flowed from his papal crown, transforming him into the amiable, kind, and solemn Pope beneath.

Unfortunately, his performance was for a blind audience, as the woman could clearly only sense the Holy Light. Her pupils had turned as white as frost, devoid of any trace of black, resembling the degenerated eyes of cave salamanders, with severe loss of vision.

“Really… it's the Light that returned, that's wonderful…” the woman's voice grew weaker, and then…

It couldn't be said that she stopped breathing, for she wasn't breathing to begin with, nor could it be said that she died, as there was not a hint of life in her body, and it also couldn't be said that her soul perished, because she didn't have one. Anyway, she was in a very strange state, so bizarre that even Anthony didn't know what to do, and could only look to Ange for help.

Ange pressed his hand against her face, felt for a moment, and immediately began casting the Face Purification Technique feverishly.

A sanctified light connected into one whole, all from the Face Purification Technique. Because of the speed, Ange's palms looked like they were pressing against a giant light bulb.

“What's the situation? What's happening? Why is there no change?” After a while, Negris couldn't restrain himself from asking.

In just a few seconds, he slammed hundreds of Face Purification Techniques into the woman's body, but her condition remained unchanged.

While casting spells, Ange replied, “She, life bond, those people, dispersed effect.”

Negris took a sharp breath, “What!? You're saying she linked her life to those people?” He pointed at the bodies encased in the ice as he said this.

Ange nodded his head.

“So, you're not just treating her, but treating everyone?” Negris asked.

Ange nodded his head.

“How is that possible? How is that possible? Does that mean none of the people in this ice have died?” Negris said in disbelief.

This was beyond belief, frozen for who knows how many years; it could be understood if one or two didn't die, but all of them? How could this be possible?

Anthony frowned and said, “One person could do it, the Goddess of Redemption.”

“Redemption? That poor sod?” Negris exclaimed in surprise.

It seemed the poor impression of the Goddess of Redemption was indelible.

“She's only unlucky when she's around adults; otherwise, she's quite formidable. Her Life Redemption can link everyone's life together, sharing the same life force,” Anthony remarked.

After thinking for a moment, Negris couldn't help but comment, “No wonder I've never seen her use it, it's too self-defeating.”

Sharing one life force, whose life force? The life force of those in need of her redemption probably isn't higher than hers, so it ends up being a sharing of her life force. Who would do such a thing without a great spirit of sacrifice?

“So, is this another Goddess of Redemption?” Negris asked.

No one knew unless she could wake up, which wasn't an easy task. With everyone sharing the life force, it meant treating everyone at the same time, rendering her treatment as insatiable as the Resting Abyss, ceaselessly devouring the power of Holy Light.

All Ange could do was keep casting spells, keep casting spells, keep casting spells…

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Time ticked away second by second, and during this period, the Divine Wood Continent that continued to drift forward encountered several large icebergs, some of which were frozen with mud, trees, houses, and roads. The sight shocked everyone.

“This seems to be the remnants of a shattered plane, a destroyed plane. That means a lot of people must have died,” Anthony said with heavy sorrow.

“It could also be one of those barren planes where, even combined, there weren't many inhabitants,” Negris said consolingly, although it also knew that it was unlikely. The inclusion of houses and roads within the icebergs indicated well-developed infrastructure, which couldn't be the case in a barren plane.

Even the most barren plane couldn't be more desolate than the Resting Abyss, which still harbored seventy to eighty thousand living creatures.

Seeing that Ange couldn't stop for a while, Negris had no choice but to call out to everyone, “Push all the ice over here, it can be considered hydrating the Divine Wood. Tom, could you smash all the ice and extract the human bodies inside?”

Tom immediately shook his head: “No, no, that's too much, it will make mine too dirty.”

So for the time being, they could only leave them as they were. Others dared not knock on the icebergs because, after being frozen for so long, the bodies were extremely fragile. One misstep and the bodies could shatter, and saving them might not even be possible.

“What's the point of this life-sharing, anyway? Even if someone else discovers them, even if the Church of Light discovers them, can they be saved? Anthony, if it weren't for Ange's intervention, even if you brought over all the people from the Church and used Divine Power, could you save them?” Negris asked.

Anthony shook his head desperately. How could that be possible? Even with ten thousand priests, they couldn't achieve what Ange did.

“Then what's the point of all this? If it were just her, she should have been able to survive in the Void, right? Why go to such lengths to save everyone?” Negris couldn't understand.

The chance of success was too slim. Even if the Light returned, if it wasn't Ange, their hope of being saved would still be zero.

The Church of Light didn't possess such a powerful healing ability that it could save so many people at once. With this method of life-sharing, if not everyone could be saved, it meant that no one could be saved.

Anthony sighed, “Perhaps these people were just too important to her.”

Twenty-some hours passed, and at a rate of twenty times per second, Ange had released one million and seven hundred thousand Purify spells, a number that was enough to exhaust anyone, just watching from the side was tiring.

But Ange didn't seem to think so, as he even had the leisure to stretch his other hand into the space to tend the land, which enraged Negris to the point of wanting to curse.

It was then that everyone suddenly sensed something, no matter what they were doing, they all instinctively turned their heads to look in Ange's direction. A powerful life force was slowly awakening within the woman.

On Ange's shoulders, the two Trees of Life, old and young, both sprouted out with a swoosh.

“Such a strong life force,” the old tree said in surprise. To astonish a nine-thousand-year-old tree, this life force was truly very vigorous.

The Little Sapling didn't care about all this and waved its True Leaf, sending out passionate messages: Grow strong–grow strong–grow strong–
Look! A little bud emerged at the branch of the Little Sapling.

Since producing a fruit, the Little Sapling's appearance had not changed for a long time. Unexpectedly, under the influence of this powerful life force, it sprouted a little bud again.

The woman once again opened her icy eyes. Compared to before, her gaze was no longer listless but filled with vigor. She grabbed Ange's hand excitedly and said, “The Light really has returned. Who are you? Which Lord is before me?”

Negris whispered, “She seems to have been born blind. Otherwise, after so many Purify spells, her sight couldn't have failed to heal. And she's not a god, she's a believer? What kind of joke is that?”

Chapter end

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