Chapter 1109: Wait for Me to Go Over and Hack It to Death

The Qiaotoubao plane had always been very quiet. Except for the dead-man fruit trees all over the plane, there were no other crops. This place had been transformed into a world full of the dead and dead-man fruit trees.

A large number of undead creatures and corpses in the Undead City were dragged here, covering the entire plane. With the accumulation of death aura, the ground had been covered with thick soil, which was not suitable for planting other crops except for dead-man fruit trees.

Dozens of intelligent undead creatures were transferred here, including Kabu Twelve, Kabu Twenty-one, Kabu Sage...

They were mainly responsible for taking care of the dead-man fruit trees, and by the way, sweeping up some rich soil and transporting it to the pile of gravel on the hillside not far away.

This kind of work was simply too leisurely. Kabu Twelve carried the soil and walked swaying, and even had the leisure to ask Kabu Sage in front: "My lord, what are we doing transporting this soil to the hillside? The soil there is already full, and we still have to keep transporting it over..."

"Shh, don't you want your life? Don't talk nonsense." Kabu Sage scolded in a low voice.

"Oh oh, I'm just curious." Kabu Twelve hurriedly lowered his voice as well, saying in a low voice.

Kabu Sage shook his head and said earnestly: "Whatever the Lord orders, we do. Don't be curious. Curiosity is not a good thing. Some things, if you don't know, are safer than knowing, understand? Because if you know, then you will become the target of soul searching."

Kabu Twelve's heart shivered, and he didn't dare to ask randomly anymore.

Seeing him like this, Kabu Sage was a bit worried that he was too scared, and comforted: "But this place is mainly for planting fruit trees, and it's not an important place. Concentrating the soil in one place is probably because a Lord is sleeping there. Don't disturb the Lord."

A tree on the top of the head opened its eyes and glanced at the Kabu Sage who was talking, muttering in its heart: Not important? Not important and we War Treants would be transferred here? It's dead and silent here, not fun...

Kabu Sage, who didn't know his words were heard, continued to mutter and carried the soil to the slope and poured it down.

When they returned, they happened to see someone starting the teleportation array, and hurriedly went over to prepare to help.

A wave of teleportation array light, one-legged Deke appeared in the teleportation array with a pile of dead-man fruits, and saw Kabu and the others, hurriedly greeted: "Just right, come come come, move the fruits down, clear the teleportation array, there are more behind."

Kabu and the others, who had handled it countless times, swarmed up, and soon cleared the teleportation array. One-legged Deke sent a message back, the teleportation array brewed the next wave of teleportation. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kabu Twelve leaned to Deke's side and asked flatteringly: "Deke Lord, so many soul fruits, can we taste a few?"

The name dead-man fruit didn't sound good, so in other places, dead-man fruit was renamed soul fruit, because its pure death aura could be converted into soul energy without any refining, and it was the best thing to strengthen the soul.

One-legged Deke rolled his eyes at him and said: "Taste taste taste, want to taste everything. What do you want such a strong soul for? Want to surpass me? Believe it or not, I'll beat you."

Kabu Twelve retreated to the side with his neck shrunk, and muttered unconvincingly in a low voice: "If you don't let me taste, don't taste, why beat me..."

"Hehe, it's because you're stupid. You don't even look at who you're asking. Deke Lord can't decide the ownership of these soul fruits either, so asking her is looking for a beating." Kabu Sage laughed.

"Ah? Deke Lord can't decide either? But..." Kabu Twelve was shocked. In the eyes of these old liches in the Undead City, one-legged Deke was the most powerful soul in the Undead City. In terms of soul level alone, she was stronger than that Soul-Eater King Rige. What else could she not decide?

Kabu Sage spread his hands. One-legged Deke, the strongest in the Undead City, was now escorting soul fruits every day. One could know the situation by thinking with their toes. These liches had no brains.

The teleportation array opened more than a dozen times, sending thousands of baskets of soul fruits, filling the surroundings of the teleportation array.

Kabu Sage was also shocked: "Why are there so many soul fruits?"

One-legged Deke explained: "Harvest, big harvest. It's magical that the Undead City can grow fruit trees."

Kabu Sage looked at the fruits around him. Because they stayed in the boundless void, the environment of the Qiaotoubao plane was even worse than the Undead City. Even fruit trees could be grown here, let alone the Undead City.

After getting used to it, Kabu Sage was no longer surprised. But now hearing Deke's exclamation, it evoked the shock when he first came here: "Yes, yes, they are simply the God of Planting."

Kabu Sage didn't know it himself, but he had shouted out Ang's divine office. The rest of the undead creatures had gathered one after another. Dozens of liches held baskets of fruits, walked to the hillside, and after arriving, poured them directly near the pile of gravel.

More and more dead-man fruits gradually piled into a small hill. While moving, Kabu Sage suddenly found that he seemed to have stepped into mud.

Looking down, he found that the death aura here was so rich that it had turned into mist, floating shallowly on the soil. The soil was also moistened by the liquid of death, and it made a sizzling sound when stepped on.

"Wow, death mist, so rich." Kabu Sage suddenly had the urge to lie on the ground and breathe deeply. This was not ordinary death mist, but the kind of pure death aura brought by soul fruits, which was basically equivalent to soul energy.

However, when he came over again, he found that the mist-like death aura on the ground had disappeared, and even the soil that had been carried over before had become wrinkled, not forming a ball or a block, and turned into powder when stepped on, like that kind of desertified soil.

This showed that the death aura in the soil had completely disappeared. This was not the first time it had happened, just that it hadn't been so intuitive before.

This was the main reason why Kabu Sage guessed that a big figure was sleeping inside, because the supply of the entire Undead City couldn't satisfy the needs of the Lord inside.

"Like Deke, a Lord of Mourning, can't digest so much death aura. Is the Lord inside the legendary Black Crystal Soul?" Kabu Sage muttered in a low voice.

Just at this moment, the pile of gravel on the hillside exploded with a bang, and a black skeleton frame sparkling with stars rushed into the sky, hovered in the air and looked around, then scratched his head in confusion: "Why did Ang call me?"

Looking down at his body, moving his limbs and joints, the Monarch nodded with satisfaction, and gripped his hands hard in front of his chest. Two groups of chaotic mist surged out, slowly condensing into a death god's sickle.

"Fight? Mourning bone dragon?" Seemingly receiving Ang's information, the soul fire in the Monarch's eye sockets burned several times brighter: "Wait for me to go over and hack it to death."

After speaking, he used the death god's sickle to gently draw a line in the void in front of him, drew a spatial crack, and drilled into it. ===== CHAPTER 1110 =====