Chapter 400 Quietly Practice the Trick of Sowing Seeds

After releasing the water god, An Ge kept using the pollination technique, rolling out a tornado.

Pollination is a very low-level wind magic. If the magic has a few tenths of a level, then pollination should be around one tenth of a level, and the magic power it consumes is less than one-tenth of the first-level magic.

Therefore, Ange can cast hundreds of times in one second, pollinating hundreds of thousands of crops in thousands of acres of land in a short period of time.

However, pollination is a kind of magic that can add value infinitely. As long as the center point is kept consistent every time the spell is cast, it can stir up the tornado like a water tank, until the whole world can't hold it.

But this is not an easy thing to do. Keeping the central point consistent is easy to say, but even if Di Luni can do it once or twice, or a hundred times and a thousand times, can he keep it consistent for several hours? Don't your eyes get dazzled, your hands don't hurt your legs, don't you feel soft?

Angie can.

The tornado was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting higher and higher, straight through the sky and the earth, and along the vortex at the center, a large amount of water vapor in the cloud was sucked down.

The wind and cloud surged, and the clouds above the head were sucked away, and the wind and clouds in all directions surged rapidly, quickly filling up the missing places, and then continued to be pulled down. The location where the tornado landed, the humidity of the water vapor rose wildly.

In this case, some low-level water magic can also achieve leapfrog effects. Originally, Ange could use it for two purposes, and then cast the rain spell, but there is a water god.

"What? You asked me to condense water? Condensate all the water vapor into water droplets?" Tom was in disbelief when he heard Anger's request, and thought he had heard it wrong.

Ange nodded and urged: "Quick."

"But, I am the water god, the water god Tom, the water 'god'." Tom couldn't believe it, and couldn't help emphasizing his identity.

Other people have rushed over one after another, including Negris, and saw it pouted: "Got it, I am the 'god' of knowledge, and this is the 'goddess' of redemption..."

Having said that, Negris gestured to the Goddess of Salvation, and the Goddess of Salvation, who pretended to be well-behaved with her eyes wide open, lifted her skirt and pulled out a small hammer, intending to strike viciously.

Negris was speechless: "You just need to be cute, you don't need to put on airs, it's not fierce at all, Shamara Shamara."

Shamara had a pair of wings, with black holy flames surging from her body, glaring at Tom angrily, looking evil.

Tom is not afraid. The power of corruption has no effect on it. It is not as threatening as salt water. Just as he was about to sneer, Ang slapped it on the head: "Quick."

"Oh." Thom obediently turned into water mist, and soon, thick water mist filled the surroundings, quickly infiltrating the ground, and several streams flowed out on the ground, flowing far away.

Although reluctant, who let An Ge hold its soul? It's just a little unbelievable that the majestic water god wants to do this kind of work?

But the goddess of redemption is used to show cuteness, and the fallen angel is used to bluff people. It seems that it is not unacceptable for it to condense water.

The condensed water vapor is quite pure, at least much purer than holy water, so it won't stain yourself, forget it, let's work.

Tom himself is known as the god of water, but in fact, it should be classified as an elemental creature, and has no godhead. The manipulation of water is innate, and it is completely effortless. No matter how much water vapor it rolls off, it can quickly Condensed into mist.

The water mist merges into water droplets, the water droplets merge into streams, the streams merge into streams, and the desert creates floods.

The wind and clouds were turbulent, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. Ange's continuous casting of spells began to trigger the celestial phenomenon. A piece of the sky above his head seemed to be missing, clean and cloudless, but there were endless dark clouds rushing from all directions.

The dark clouds didn't rush over directly, but swirled and circled all the way around the edge. When you moved your sight to high altitude, you could see a huge cyclone taking shape.

Among the people present, Di Luni is the best at wind magic, and his nickname is Typhoon Sky, but at this moment he has been stunned: "Can you use such a low-level magic to induce celestial phenomena? Are you kidding?"

Negris asked curiously, "Can you do it?"

"I can do this shit, I don't even dare to think about it, this level of low-pressure gas tank, I have to give me a team of magicians, or throw hundreds of thousands of magic crystals down, so that it is possible to accumulate, No, no, it can't be called a low-pressure air tank anymore, it's a low-pressure cyclone." Di Luni said anxiously.

He never thought that a small cyclone of a few tenths of a level could trigger such a level of celestial phenomena, but seeing that Anger couldn't count the casting speed, it seemed reasonable, after all, this casting speed was too abnormal.

As the water on the ground accumulated more and more, infiltrating the ground, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't help asking: "What should we do? Just watch like this? What can we do?"

Negris spread his hands: "I don't know what to do, I don't even know what Ange is going to do."

When An Ge heard what it said, he pulled out a pile of grain seeds with his backhand: "Sow seeds."

After speaking, he turned to the water god Tom: "Water mist."

Tom thought for a while before he understood what Ange meant. It was to let the water vapor not condense into water, but to gather into mist, so that the diffusion range would be wider. If it condensed into water and flowed along the desert, it would soon As long as it seeps into the sand, even if there is a flood, it will not spread much.

The pumped water vapor turns into water mist and disperses, which can moisten half of the desert.

Negris poked a few holes in the bottom of the bag, then grabbed the bag and flew far away, the grain seeds inside kept falling out.

Di Luni compressed an air mass, wrapped a bag of grain seeds and flew to a distance, and suddenly exploded, and the grain seeds inside were scattered by the force of the explosion, and evenly scattered to a certain range.

The great sage summoned a hearse, moved a cart of grain seeds to the car, and sped away. Countless undead hands tore open the grain bags and scattered the grain seeds evenly.

The Goddess of Salvation tied up her skirt, grabbed a handful of grain seeds, found a nearby space, poked small holes with her fingers, and carefully sowed the grain seeds one by one.

Luna couldn't help but pop out from Shamala's body, and sneered: "If you plant like this, you should be able to fill the table tomorrow."

Redeemer looked up and rolled her eyes, then smiled.

"Humph." Luna snorted contemptuously, stretched out her hand, and the grain bags flew up one after another, stacked on her back, forming a hill, which was heavier than the most capable dock laborer. many.

In this way, she can still fly up and fly in another direction that has not been sprayed.

After flying for a certain distance, the light wings vibrated, and the two grain bags were shattered, and the grain seeds inside flew and scattered evenly.

After flying a certain distance, the two grain sacks slipped down, and were shaken by her light wings, flying away evenly.

Duroken waved a little gold stick and tapped on the grain bag: "I'll make a magic trick for you."

Those grain bags flew away one by one, flying to the corresponding place, and began to open the mouth of the bag by themselves, pouring out by themselves, as if the grain bags grew up to sow seeds by themselves.

Negris was dumbfounded. It found that it was the slowest sowing, and couldn't help but cursed: "Cabada, none of you have planted land, but you have quietly practiced the trick of sowing, you hypocrisy!!"

As night falls, without sunlight evaporating, the water mist spreads farther and farther. Within a range of hundreds of kilometers, the humidity rises to the point where water can be released with just a pinch. The ground is soaked thoroughly, and the seeds fall on it, slowly was awakened.

In the night sky, where the red star originally disappeared, a little white light lit up, and it came.

Ange turned into armor, then lifted his right foot, and stepped on his chest fiercely in turn, leaving a clear footprint on the soul armor.

A normal person would definitely not be able to do such an action, but who made him a skeleton? Don't talk about stepping back like this, he can take off the soles of his feet and press his face.

The halo of quick death erupted on him, and scales rolled up on Ange's body, turning into a giant dragon with radiant scales. Ange had manifested in the space of consciousness, the true form of the dragon god.

boom! Some invisible force hit the ground, and most people didn't feel it, but Goddess of Salvation and Shamara burst into flames, and their bodies knelt down as if they had been hit hard, and slowly turned into ashes and flew away.

PS: I have been taking medicine recently, I tend to get sleepy, I accidentally oversleep, the update is unstable, sorry.

Thank you rossby, a dark and bright nightmare, book friend 20181114203924347, for your tip.