Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

The Farm Barrier, the Eternity Lord is king,” Feiti declared insistently.

Negris came to realization: “You mean to say that this Eternity Road was created by His Majesty himself? The lava deep underneath the Light Sea Plane?”

Light bulbs went off, and everyone immediately connected all the clues together.

At the last moment, the Undead King stepped out from the Void Gate, but before that, he released all the lava from underneath the Light Sea Plane.

The Eternity Road obviously was not formed naturally, mainly made up of obsidian and volcanic rock. Could it be formed from the cooling of the magma that was released from the Void Gate?

If it kept erupting, cooling, and stretching, it really could create such a linear pattern.

As for the farm barrier, only His Majesty who possessed the skill could create such a thing in this segmented way.

“So, another question surfaces. If this road was really formed from the eruption of magma, where did these Aolongians come from? And where did the king go?” Feiti asked.

It couldn’t have sprung up from the same volcano that erupted just a thousand years ago, could it?

“How would I know? The Eternity Lord walking through the sea of fire is a legend. I never saw the Eternity Lord. As for my ancestors, I heard they were taken by the Eternity Lord,” Gargul stated.

Well, that does sound like His Majesty’s style. But why would His Majesty go through the trouble of capturing so many beings? Why provide them with a farm barrier? Was he afraid they might die?

Of course, Gargul couldn’t provide answers to these questions.

“What is your purpose for coming here? And where are these monsters from?” Negris inquired.

Gargul hesitated before looking at Negris.

“What are you looking at me for? Speak,” Negris demanded.

“To fulfill the mission of the Dragon God, to terminate the food supply of the Master Plane before the storm arrives, and to cut off the source of the gods’ power,” Gargul said.

Negris and the rest exchanged glances.

…

Durken created a Soul Locking Ring which temporarily sealed Gargul’s soul.

The moment the ring was placed on his forehead, Gargul’s eyes became lifeless, his expression dead, as if he had lost his soul. But his body still lived, with a heartbeat, breathing, and it moved on its own accord when pushed.

“Eh, this is useful. Good for locking wizards,” Negris commented in surprise.

Capturing a wizard can sometimes be troublesome. Mechanical locks and such can hardly keep a wizard in check. Each time, they would need a prison cart and a handful of people to watch over.

With this Soul Locking Ring, just snap it on and you can lead them by it. Convenient and functional.

Durken shrugged, “That’s what it’s made for. To lock wizards.”

They all huddled up, squatting in a circle on the ground. Durken used the Gold-touch Stick to model a sandpan of Eternity Road, explaining as he gestured:

“If this dragon-man isn’t lying, then this Eternity Road was probably created by His Majesty, though we aren’t clear about what happened afterwards that led him to establish a farm barrier and capture so many beings.”

“Now the creatures on this road, due to the influence of certain forces, came to the Master Plane and tried to destroy our food, starving some sentient creatures and reducing the number of believers. This action indicates several things.”

At this point, Durkin looked at Negris.

Negris added, “This action shows that the power of the gods has an effect on the storm. The stronger their power, the greater their influence on the storm, possibly leading to the storm’s failure.”

“As for why they have these concerns, it may be because the last storm failed.”

Feiti raised her hand and asked, “Could this dragon-man be seen as a precursor to the Soul Storm?”

“Yes, a harbinger of the storm.” Everyone agreed that this phrase was apt.

“Then who is this Dragon God he talked about? The Dragon God is still alive?” Feiti asked.

“Impossible!” Negris quickly denied all possibilities, “It’s a false Dragon God, didn’t you see when Ange, the true one, appeared, its bloodline instantly shattered. Obviously, it was contaminated by the false bloodline and suppressed by the true one.”

“I suspect if it weren’t for Ange’s bloodline suppressing it, even if we caught it, it wouldn’t live long enough to reveal this much information to us.”

Durken’s expression shifted, “The false Dragon God left a trap? Death from bloodline disintegration?”

“Yes, bloodline corruption, disintegration. Do you think of anything related?” Negris asked.

“Celius? The Serpent of Misfortune?” Durken asked hesitantly.

“Yes, it must be this one, daring to impersonate the Dragon God,” Negris said through gritted teeth.

“So, these flea-like monsters, were they also sent by it? They aren’t bugs?” Durken asked.

“No, at first we thought they were like bugs due to their reproduction method, but actually, there’s another creature that reproduces in the same way: snake lice,” Negris explained.

Negris and Durken were engaged in intense discussion, with Feiti occasionally offering additional information. They finally pieced together all the known clues and came to a comprehensive understanding.

Then, everyone’s eyes turned towards Ange who had already gotten bored and started to farm in his spiritual space.

“You can’t just think about farming! The prelude to the storm has arrived, what do we do now?” Negris asked impatiently.

Ange abruptly stood up, “They are devouring our food, so kill them.”

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