Chapter 252 The War Treant Declares War on You

"You are really... a genius..." Negris looked at the dry lich heart in the phylactery, and then at the concentrated essence worm ash liquid in Ange's hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

Worm ash is a super miraculous fertilizer. The essence of worm ash quenched with holy water can bring dead things back to life and regain the characteristics that living things should have.

The essence worm ash liquid is purified through the spot removal technique, and after three bowls are boiled into one bowl, it becomes the concentrated essence worm ash liquid.

The concentrated essence worm ash liquid can not only reverse the life sacrifice and save Orc, but also can make dead things grow and rotten teeth grow back.

And now the lich heart in the phylactery is a dead thing that can't die anymore.

If this is the case, it is not enough to amaze Negris. After all, the most important thing for an undead creature is memory. If it is replaced by a bone frame, even if the bone is soaked and bloomed, it will be useless. If it is revived, it will only be a newborn skeleton.

But it happened to be a lich, or a phylactery.

The phylactery of the Lich is to back up the Lich and prepare for the rebirth of the soul after death. Lan of Ice City was resurrected with the help of the phylactery.

Not just any lich can have such a thing as a phylactery, only those rich, powerful and powerful liches have the money and ability to sacrifice a phylactery.

It can be seen from this that Lan's previous identity was definitely not simple.

It's a pity that she was burned to death by the church wrapped in a sacred shroud, and lost all her memories, and she didn't even remember who she was.

There is no shroud on Duroken's phylactery, as long as the phylactery returns to life, then he is the complete Duroken.

The thing is so ingenious, among all the planes, only Ange can resurrect Duroken, and it is useless for other gods to come.

But what amazed Negris was not that Ange could do it, but that Ange realized that he could do it so quickly. The majestic god of knowledge didn't dare to think about it, but Ange was the first to do it. Time to think of it, what is this if not genius?

Of course it is a genius, otherwise it would appear to be rather stupid, which is unexpected, Sang Bada.

A few drops of concentrated essence worm ash dripped down, and the shriveled and shrunken heart, like a selaginella that had absorbed water, slowly stretched out.

Stretched to two-thirds, Negris took out some gold rods and tapped them on the scattered metal parts.

It was as if an invisible little hand was holding those parts, and they flew to the heart one by one automatically, and they were accurately mounted back to their original positions.

Lamo behind him said in surprise, "Isn't this the golden rod of Lord Duroken? Why is it in your hand? Lord Duroken has been sighing that he didn't wear the gold suit, otherwise, with the material in the cloak, Maybe we can refine a piece of equipment that can be teleported."

"The material in the cloak? There is material in the cloak? Isn't the cloak used to look handsome?" Negris was surprised, and took out the golden cloak.

Shaking the cloak with both hands, nothing changed. Although there are inscription patterns on the cloak, it is obviously not the inscription pattern of the space system. How can it hold things?

The gold point three suit, the gold point rod and the ghost hat are all useful, but the cloak is not. Negris always thought that the cloak was only used to look handsome.

"Of course not. You also have the cloak. Where's the ghost eater hat? Where did you find it?" Lamo asked.

Negris responded casually: "I copied Duroken's palace and found it in the palace."

After speaking, he also took out the hat of the spirit eater: "How to use it?"

"..." Lamo was speechless, looking at it in embarrassment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Negris urged: "Speak."

"It's not good, just in case Lord Duroken wakes up later..." Lamo said in embarrassment.

"So what if I'm awake? I'll have to ask him for a fee if I'm awake, even a few gold suits aren't enough for the resurrection fee?"

"It's none of my business for you to charge. I'll tell you how to use it. He has to find me when he wakes up."

"If you don't tell me, he will still look for you when he wakes up. When we revived him, he was missing an arm and a leg, so we will say that you hindered him."

"...My lord, you are ruthless, put the cloak on the hat, and then take it out, you can activate the space inside." Lamo said.

Negris was stunned, such a clever combination? No wonder I can't find it, no wonder it's called a golden set, it turns out that it needs to be combined together to activate all functions.

Negris quickly covered the hat with the cloak, and then stretched out... the hand was too short, it directly stuck its head in, grabbing things out one by one.

After holding it in his mouth for a while, An Ge suddenly had a wave of thoughts. Bearing the brunt of it, An Ge was shocked, and countless thoughts poured into his soul.

"It's over, the damage from the space turbulence is too heavy, and the phylactery is about to shatter."

"What should I do? It's so embarrassing, are you going to be hacked to death by the turbulence in space? What should I do? Those guys outside will die laughing."

"Forget it, just lie to them and say that the breath of death has dried up and will not be resurrected for the time being. Wake me up when you leave."

"It's probably inseparable. The soul connection with His Majesty was broken. It seems that His Majesty failed, so he abandoned the soul network and didn't let us be buried with him."

"It's a pity that I didn't have time to get some gold suits. There is also a material for a space door in the suit space. It can be used after assembly, and can go directly to the world transfer station."

"The head of the tomb is too ugly and not beautiful at all. When the palace was built before, the tomb should be repaired with leftover materials."

"I really want to sing, but singing in a cemetery is too scary..."

"Ramo is crying again. He has insomnia, which makes others sleepless..."

"..."

The remnants that exploded were left in the heart, and when Ange restored it to beating, all these remnants burst out.

The information in it is messy, with everything, some complaining, some niggling, some complaining, Ange picked out the valuable ones and wrote them down.

And in the phylactery, a living heart contracted rhythmically there, to the extreme, and then relaxed instantly, as if beating.

A single heart, without blood flow, is white with yellow, similar to the color of fascia.

The small parts inlaid on it will release some weak fluctuations every time they jump.

Ange held the phylactery and looked back at Negris with a blank expression on his face. The phylactery has been restored, what should we do next?

"There are two ways, either find a place with a strong breath of death, put the phylactery there, and it will grow a body in a year or two, the other way is to find a corpse, put the heart in it, almost After a few days, it can fuse with the corpse and become a new lich." Negris said.

Ange retracted into the Palace of Rest and took a look. There was not much death breath soaked in the solid bone Locke, otherwise it would be appropriate to throw the heart inside.

Forget it, put it aside first, go back and think of a way.

Putting Duroken's phylactery next to Bone Locke, Ange turned around and told Negris the information he got from Cannian.

"The material of the space door? Are these?" Negris stretched his neck again, reached into the space of the golden suit, and pulled out some things.

You can't see anything about one or two pieces, but when you take them all out and put them on the ground, Ange instantly recognizes them: "The glowing arch."

This so-called space door is the arch that shimmered when Ange left the Rest Palace for the first time. So it is the space door?

There are several such space gates in the Palace of Rest, all of which lead to the world transfer station. Only when the world transfer station is opened can these arches be activated.

Fortunately, Duroken didn't bring some gold suits, otherwise it would be even more desperate to build the space door, because the world transfer station didn't operate for a while until Ange entered the main control room. less than.

But Ange will not have this problem. With a thought, someone will activate the world transfer station on the side of the Abyss of Rest. What is needed now is to put together the space gate first.

Negris picked up some gold rods.

I have to say that the Golden Rod is a super easy-to-use alchemy tool, especially when assembling the things invented by Duroken, Negris doesn't even need to use his brain, just input the magic power blindly, because the Golden Rod contains about The recording of these things can achieve a fully automatic effect.

If it is not something that belongs to Duroken, then Negris needs to use his ingenuity, but no matter what, it is more efficient than empty hands.

After a while, the space door was assembled, and through the soul connection, the world transfer station was ordered to start, and the arch-like space door immediately lit up with a faint light.

Ramo was excited to run into the arch, but was immediately stopped by Negris.

"Wait a minute, Lamo, there are some things we need to clarify first, this one is not Locke." Negris pointed to Ange and said.

Lamo didn't understand, so he looked at Ange, and then at Negris.

Negris signaled everyone to come to the arch, including the shrunken big cat, to ensure that everyone could escape into the arch before the dozen or so night watchmen headed by Ramo and 20,000 undead creatures went berserk before he boldly said :

"Ange, take off your hat, raise your right hand, and reveal your godhead."

An Ge took off his hat as he said, and raised his Locke hand, revealing his immortality.

"This is Ange, not Locke, but he has inherited Locke's power and His Majesty's undead godhead. Now, you have two choices, dedicate your souls to the undead god again, or stay here, We will find a way to bring in some liquid of death's breath, so that everyone's soul will not continue to dry up."

It is impossible for Negris to let these unrestrained undead creatures enter the Abyss of Rest. There are thirteen night watchmen, including Ramo, and each of them has the strength of a magister.

The one that Ange killed in the Sinking Land was a necromancer, and everyone like Ramo had strength not inferior to that necromancer.

In addition, there are 20,000 undead creatures.

The undead creatures that can survive until now are the most tenacious souls among the millions of their kind. Among the elites, there are more than 100 golden skulls alone.

Because of the dryness of the death breath, they are in poor condition and weak now, but after leaving here, especially after going to the Abyss of Rest, under the nourishment of the wind of Rest, they will soon become a Terrible power, if there is no restraint, they can easily dismantle the Abyss of Rest.

Familiarity is familiarity, Negris will not let an uncontrolled force into the abyss of peace.

Lamo stared blankly at Anger's purple-gold arm, then at Anger's revealed immortality, and said in disbelief, "You killed His Majesty and Locke?"

Negris fell headlong to the ground and yelled frantically: "Of course not! How could we kill His Majesty and Locke? You are crazy."

"That's good, that's good, how did you get the godhead?" Lamo asked again.

The rest of the night watchmen surrounded them with a guarded posture, and the previous harmonious and friendly atmosphere was gone.

"Obtained in the Palace of Rest, Ange has been recognized by Godhead, and now, he is the new owner of the Palace of Rest."

"Where's Your Majesty? Where's Locke? Where's the Great Sage? Where's the Witch?" Lamo asked repeatedly.

"The king is gone, Locke is dead, and the great sage is in the land of the sinking, but who is the witch?" Negris said truthfully.

Lamo glanced at it with a strange expression, and said, "Even if you have lost to the Witch, you don't have to pretend you don't know it."

"What do you mean? I lost to a witch? When did I lose to a witch? What did I lose to? Why can't I remember?" Negris was stunned, and out of nowhere, a witch popped up and defeated himself?

Lamo showed an expression of "I understand, I understand", nodded and skipped the topic: "We need to discuss it."

After finishing speaking, he walked back and got together to discuss with everyone.

It's okay without that expression, but with that expression, Negris suddenly exploded with anger. What does this mean? What do you know? Understand……

Just when Negris couldn't help but wanted to pounce on Lamo's neck and let him speak clearly, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through Negris' soul: Could the memory of the witch be sealed like the king's name? up?

Rameau couldn't possibly have joked about it along with making up a name, so the things he said probably existed, but Negris couldn't remember anything.

The biggest possibility is that the memory about the witch is sealed, just like the king's name.

As for the four side halls of the Palace of Rest, besides his own brass book tower, the palaces of Locke and Duroken, there is also the last one, and he can't remember who the last side hall belongs to.

According to this regulation, the Undead Empire must have an existence at the same level as itself, Locke, and Duroken.

Originally, it thought it might belong to the great sage, but it couldn't be Harvey, because a thousand years ago, Harvey was just a golden skeleton, and was not qualified to have an independent side hall.

But now it finds that it can't remember who the side hall belongs to. Could it be that its memory has been sealed? Including memories about this witch.

Negris was a little panicked, Chabada, apart from the name of the king, even the memory of the witch is also sealed? How many things have you been sealed?

Lamo and others quickly negotiated: "Sir, I can dedicate my soul to you, but you need to take me away and send them what I see, and they will make the final decision. If you deceive us , then they choose to sleep here forever.”

While talking, a fire of soul floated on Lamo's body.

After passing through the space gate, a group of people appeared at the world transfer station. Ange threw Lamo down and let him wander around in the Abyss of Rest, and then asked someone to activate the world transfer station again and transfer directly to the main plane.

From the abyss to the main plane, Ange usually uses the small teleportation array in Devil's Valley, because the world transfer station consumes too much energy and makes too much noise.

The last time I had a short meeting, I was found by Zi Li. If it is activated frequently, the ghost knows how many people will find it. The restart of the world transfer station is a big news for many planes, because it is very important. It may be their only channel of communication with the outside world.

But it is already running now, and it will not consume too much energy if it is started again, so Ange is too lazy to go to Devil's Valley.

It's a pity that neither Negris nor Ange knew how many devices on the main plane were detecting plane transmission, especially the transmission fluctuations of such intensity as the world transfer station.

Back in Beauty God City, Lisa rushed to report: "My lord, the last batch of compensation for the elves has arrived, a war tree."

As soon as Lisa finished speaking, Negris couldn't help shouting: "Only one tree? What's the use of paying one tree for this kind of dull and stupid war tree? The elves have also learned to steal and play tricks?"

As soon as Negris finished speaking, the ground trembled, and a huge shadow slowly enveloped the position where Negris and the others were. A deep voice came down from the air and said slowly: "Who are you calling slow and slow?" fool?"

Negris looked up, only to see a huge tree with a height of 100 meters leaning over, with a huge boulder wrapped in his hand twisted by the branches, he held it up high, and said angrily: "Damn brass dragon, You have offended me, the War Treemen officially declare war on you, take up your weapons!"

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