Chapter 235 See the Real Technology

The great sage galloped wildly towards a large rift valley hundreds of kilometers away. On the flat ground, a huge rift valley suddenly opened, as if the ground was forcibly torn apart by some huge force.

The surrounding and inner walls of the rift valley are already covered with graves of various sizes, some are like small earthen bumps, some have tombstones inserted, and some are directly open, like open graves.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, some skeletal zombies poked their heads out from the grave, looking at the speeding carriage with twinkling eyes. From the perspective of the carriage, it was like being stared at by blue eyeballs all over the place.

Of course, the great sage has already adapted to this kind of scene, and he flew past without stopping.

Entering the rift, even the cliffs on both sides of the rift, there are skeleton zombies poking their heads.

The galloping carriage flicked its tail, shifted a few positions, and came to a stop with a click. The great sage jumped out of the carriage and quickly drifted towards a large cave deep in the rift.

As soon as he entered the cave, he instantly saw a mass of holy light, where smoke was sizzling.

The great sage was shocked and shouted: "The power of the holy light? The dog of the light! Die."

The hand holding the holy light lightly squeezed out the holy light, and then Harvey's voice sounded: "It's me..."

"Harvey?" The great sage waved his hand, and a ball of energy exuding soul fluctuations rose up. The emitted soul fluctuations spread around and reflected back when they touched objects.

Because undead creatures observe the outside world through their souls, such soul wave balls are equivalent to flares compared to undead creatures.

Undead creatures can actively radiate soul fluctuations to observe the outside world, but this way of observation can easily arouse the reactions of others, and it is extremely easy to become positive feedback of "what are you looking at" and "what are you looking at", so the two sides fight up.

In a world full of undead creatures, if you send out active soul fluctuations to aim at random, guess what will happen?

Therefore, the undead creatures living in the undead empire all know a courtesy: if you can't see someone clearly, please flash him with a flare.

Soon, the great sage saw Harvey lying sprawled on a stone recliner in the dark.

"It's really you, what happened to that ball of holy light just now?" the great sage asked puzzled.

Harvey didn't even bother to move his toes, and opened his right hand towards the great sage, only to see a mass of holy light burning in his palm.

"Are you injured? What happened? Did Guangming's lackey assassinate you?" The great sage was shocked.

This place has penetrated hundreds of kilometers into the land of the sinking, and there are undead creatures within hundreds of kilometers. If there are bright lackeys who can penetrate such a long distance, assassinate a lord of mourning, and even hurt him, it must be not ordinary lackeys.

"When the city was broken." Harvey said lazily.

"Breaking the city? No, I watched the whole process of breaking the city. When did you get injured?" The Great Sage recalled the situation of breaking the city and asked suspiciously.

"When I hit the wall, a phantom burst out of the wall and hit me, knocking off my fingers." Harvey raised his palm, revealing four purple-gold finger bones and one gray-white finger bone.

However, under the burning of the holy light, the gray finger bone was already riddled with holes.

Harvey looked at it twice, felt it was an eyesore, stretched out his hand and pulled it off, walked to the side of the cave wall and stepped on it.

There is a human-shaped pit on the wall of the cave, and each pit is inlaid with a golden skull. When Harvey kicked it, one of the golden skulls fell down.

The golden skull scratched its head in a daze, and looked at Harvey suspiciously while getting up.

Harvey pointed to its finger: jiligulu...

Without saying a word, the golden skull raised his middle finger, grasped it with the other hand, and handed it to Harvey, and ran out vigorously.

Not long after, the golden skull's fingers turned into silver ones, and ran back with a bang, obviously not knowing which silver skull's bones it was.

"Really, you'd be ashamed to snatch your younger brother's bones." The great sage said with disgust.

Harvey shrugged and said helplessly: "No way, the ashes bones I picked up on the ground were burnt like this by the holy light. If I didn't change the harder ones, they would be burnt out soon. I wanted to just pick one up and practice it myself. of."

"Why is the holy light so overbearing? Even you can't hold it back? It's been so many days and it's still burning?"

"Not good, the fire of all faith!"

Harvey sank back on the stone couch, squinting at the Great Sage.

The great sage has gotten used to Harvey's character of never sitting when he can lie down, and never moving his mouth when he can use his expression, so he took the initiative to say:

"The fire of belief is a particularly vicious flame. It is equivalent to nailing part of the belief network on you. As long as these believers are still devoutly believing in the light, their beliefs will continue to grow. This flame will burn you body."

Harvey asked: "Can it be exorcised?"

"It's difficult, because it is invisible, and even it is something that many believers in the light dream of. This is the fire of becoming a god. With the fire of faith, he can gather the beliefs of believers and gradually grow into a new god. But this If something is nailed to your body, then it’s really Kumbada.” The great sage shook his head, not knowing what to say.

Instead, Harvey caught the key: "Become a god? They nailed a fire that can become a god to me? Isn't the cost too high?"

"What are you afraid of if the cost is high, as long as you can earn it back. You have to give up this body now, or find a god of light to help you take away this fire of faith, or kill all these believers of light, let them If the faith is cut off, this fire will not come out again." The great sage said.

"Give up the body? No, I've worked hard to temper it to what it is now, so I won't give up. The gods of light? Hehe, it's hard to say how many gods of light are left now. It's easier to kill all believers of light, but It's so troublesome. Forget it, let me think about it first, anyway, this little bit of holy light is not in the way."

Harvey stretched himself out and let himself lie down on the stone chair in a more comfortable position. The ghost knows how he feels which position is more comfortable because he has a bone frame, and the bones are scraped to the stone chair.

Then he remembered something: "What did you come to see me for?"

"I have seen the God of Knowledge." The great sage said excitedly.

"Oh? Where did you see it?" Harvey cheered up and sat up from the stone chair.

But after the great sage told about the meeting with Negris, Harvey immediately became uninterested and lay back again.

"Uh, aren't you surprised?" Harvey's strange reaction made the great sage a little confused.

"No surprise, it doesn't want to see us." Harvey said.

"Ah!?" Ever since seeing Negris, the great sage was in a rather excited state, and had no time to think about many things. Until now, when Harvey reminded him, he immediately reacted.

Negris really didn't want to see him, otherwise he wouldn't have revealed his identity until he was ready to force himself, and Negris obviously didn't just come to the Land of Sinking, and he didn't look for them after coming for so long, so naturally he didn't want to Meet.

This made the great sage a little unacceptable: "Why doesn't it want to see us? I arranged for it to clean up its poop, and I arranged for it to raise the little sheep it eats. It doesn't want to see us? It doesn't know that we are very important. Remember Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty, you're gone." Harvey murmured in a daze.

If the king is still there, it is impossible for Negris to have such an attitude towards them. This change can only confirm their previous guess that the king is no longer there.

"He said that Piero saved it, and something must have happened to the Palace of Rest, otherwise it would not be able to get out of the seal, but it didn't say what happened, only that it didn't know." The great sage frowned Speaking of.

"Piero..." Harvey couldn't help but sat up: "This guy is much more difficult to deal with than the God of Knowledge, he's too cunning."

Even Harvey, who had already died, felt that Anthony was difficult to deal with, at least he couldn't deal with him lying down.

"Then what should we do now?" the great sage asked.

Harvey hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly got up: "Go and meet it first."

Walking slowly to the entrance of the cave, the sky suddenly lit up.

Harvey looked up: "Hey, Yongye has passed, forget it, next time Yongye will look for it, I will sleep first."

Finding an excuse, Harvey turned around and walked back, throwing himself into the stone lounge chair again.

The great sage was stunned for a while, then sighed helplessly: "As long as you are diligent, we will not break the human defense line for more than a thousand years."

Harvey's lazy voice came from the cave: "No, I have a protruding disc in my waist. I can't work hard. The more diligent I am, the faster it will be broken."

The great sage could only drive back by himself, facing the first ray of sunshine in the past of Yongye...

...

When the first ray of sunshine fell after the eternal night, Ange was holding breadfruit and preparing there. When the druids were scolded by lightning and ran away, they said, "It's useless to steal breadfruit, they No seed can be grown'.

That really underestimated Ange.

From the moment he watched them eat the breadfruit, Ange knew why there were no seeds in the fruit, because it was not ripe.

The fruits of some plants need to be fully ripe before they can grow seeds, and breadfruit obviously belongs to this category.

What the Druids said was right, the fruit that didn't produce seeds would not be able to grow again if it was picked, and naturally it would not bear seeds.

But An Ge is not an ordinary person. He can force out the fruit from the dead branches of the tree of life, so he is afraid of this ordinary breadfruit?

The essence was poured on the fruit, and the aura of quick death was activated. The originally plump fruit quickly shrank and shriveled. When I opened it, I found that the starch inside had been almost consumed, and only dozens of black seeds remained.

Ange picked a plump seed and planted it.

It was almost lunch time, and the druids pushed aside the bamboo forest and walked into the surrounded breadfruit tree. In order to prevent the fruit from being stolen again, the druids had to plant the bamboo to surround the breadfruit tree, even from the top of the tower. If you don't get to the fruit trees, see how they steal.

However, the druids certainly didn't notice that the bamboo shoots that hadn't grown out of the ground were picked up a lot.

Push aside the bamboo grove, and count the fruits, um, there are not many, bread fruits are counted, and the Druids can remember how many ones grow.

After picking up the amount for lunch, the druid suddenly smelled some aroma, which was the aroma of toasted breadfruit, which made him look into his arms involuntarily.

Breadfruit is here, who is baking breadfruit?

Following the fragrance, the druid came to the thorn wall and chanted the incantation, and saw a vine protruding from the thorn vine, lifted him up, looked out from the thorn wall, and immediately saw the particularly annoying unicorn beast.

Lightning was sitting on the field stalk, holding a baked breadfruit in his front hooves, biting a mouthful, sticking his tongue in and licking and licking.

Seeing the druid popping up, Lightning greeted happily: "Hello, have you eaten yet? Are you still arguing today?"

The druid was so angry that his face turned pale, but he didn't dare to say anything, he just said to himself: "You just stole a breadfruit, let's see what else you eat after eating."

This 'talking to himself' was loud enough for Lightning to hear.

After lunch, after a busy afternoon, the druid who came to pick breadfruit smelled the smell of toasted breadfruit again.

Going up to the wall, I found that the unicorn was sitting at the same place at noon again, squinting at him, stretching out its tongue meanly, and licking into the breadfruit from the gap.

The druid was so angry that he was about to smoke, and he comforted himself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's still the fruit shell at noon, he stuffed other things into the shell to anger us."

While eating supper, the unicorn came again, holding two breadfruits, licking one from the left and the other from the right.

The druid was furious, roared, turned into a giant bear, and smashed the thorn wall in front of him with a slap: "I want to tear..."

Just halfway through speaking, I saw many heads popping out from the field ridge behind the unicorn. A little girl looked at him very excitedly, and was about to crawl out from behind the field ridge, but was held by the neck by a golden skeleton.

Is this an ambush? Druid felt a sudden feeling, and had a bad premonition, and quickly changed his words: "I want to tear... tear some wild vegetables, and go back to season them."

The thick bear paw randomly grabbed two handfuls of weeds on the ground, retracted, and there was a sound of singing, and the shattered thorn wall slowly grew back.

Going back to report to Dubinqi, Druid said aggrievedly: "Those things must be trying to provoke us, and if they fight, the game will be yellow, and they don't have to lose."

Dubinqi also felt the same way, a group of things that didn't even have druids, if they competed with them in farming, it was impossible to win except for tricks.

but……

"You said they have a lot of breadfruit? It seems that they have planted breadfruit, which is still a bit of a level, and we can't be careless. If we lose to them, we will be ashamed of others. In the future, we will add two more hours to the lighting time. said Dubinch.

The other druids lamented again and again, but none of them objected. Indeed, if they lost to a group of dead skeletons, little girls, embryos, dragon-mouthed and cheap horses in terms of planting, they would really be ashamed to see others.

After everyone fell asleep, Dubinch quietly came to the position of the water bucket. These are buckets of condensation, collecting the dew at night for easy watering, which can save a lot of mana.

Dubinqi took out a bottle, poured the black liquid into the water, and murmured: "It's time for you to see what real technology is."

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