Chapter 34: Eat It

In the sinkhole, Ang pinched that clump of soul fire, and everyone gathered around.

"Hurry and release me! I am one of the three leaders of Demon Valley, Gao Jie demon Tulus Molten. If you harm me, you are offending Demon Valley! This is war! You will pay the price!" Tulus's roar came from within the soul fire.

Although he didn't know why, his soul had truly been hooked out. He had to find a way to save his life, and empty threats were one of the tactics.

"You burned our planting area and crops, and you still want us to release you? My lord, how should we deal with him?" Feilin cursed angrily.

Ang tilted his head and thought for a while: "Eat it." Soul fire, it seemed, had no other value besides being eaten. Ang handed it to the little zombie.

Tulus was stunned. He was just making an empty threat, why was he going to be eaten? Couldn't they discuss it?

"Ah? That's not good, right? Eat it? A Gao Jie demon's soul is very valuable..." Feilin was stunned for a moment. A Gao Jie demon, one of the three leaders of Demon Valley, the soul of the lava demon Tulus, just eaten like this? That's not good, right? Too wasteful, right?

Before he could finish, the little zombie excitedly took a bite of the soul fire and wouldn't let go.

After entering the dungeon, Ang had forbidden it from preying on souls. However, after having the soul network, it could share soul energy from Ang, so its growth speed wasn't slow.

It was just that the feeling of plundering soul energy was so wonderful. Suddenly being forbidden from eating made it very sad. Now that Ang had suddenly handed it a large clump of soul fire, how could the little zombie hold back?

Seeing the little zombie bite the soul fire and forcefully absorb it into its soul, Aiske was even more shocked. He quietly pulled Feilin aside: "What's wrong? What did that demon say to offend my lord?"

"Uh, he said this is war and we will pay the price," Feilin said.

"Serves him right. Daring to threaten my lord, seeking death." Aiske was immediately relieved. So it was threatening my lord; being killed was perfectly reasonable.

"But... it's too much of a pity, right? This is a Gao Jie demon's soul. It knows a lot of things. I still wanted to ask about the situation in Demon Valley." Feilin still felt that killing him so easily was a bit too rash.

Aiske, however, had a different view and said disdainfully: "What's a pity? Would my lord care about a Gao Jie demon? Even a Great Demon, or even a Demon King, in my lord's eyes, isn't even this." Aiske gestured with his pinky fingernail.

Feilin's soul trembled violently. Oh right, to Lord Watcher, what Gao Jie demon, what Demon Valley leader, they were all nothing. The situation in Demon Valley wasn't important at all. Would Lord Watcher need to care about a mere Demon Valley?

If it were a thousand years ago when the World Transit Station was still open, a team of Black Knights would have been enough to flatten Demon Valley.

After thinking it through, Feilin was relieved. Information that might be important to him was trivial to Lord Watcher. Eat it if he wants to eat it.

However, just at this moment, the little zombie suddenly arched its body. Green light radiated from its mouth, eyes, and nose, and its soul also wailed in pain.

When Ang threw the soul fire to the little zombie, he overlooked one thing: the gap between their souls.

No matter how weak Tulus was, he was still a Gao Jie demon, while the little zombie, no matter how reckless, was only a low-level lich. Its soul strength wasn't even as high as a white bone skeleton. For the little zombie to try to eat Tulus's soul was no different from a small fish swallowing a big fish. The difficulty was high, and there was a possibility of being backlashed.

Now the backlash had come. Tulus's consciousness roared and raged within the little zombie's soul: "Want to eat me? You dare to eat me with such a weak soul? Let's see who eats whom! I am Tulus, one of the three leaders of Demon Valley, you lowly little thing, go to hell!"

Within the little zombie's soul, Tulus's strong consciousness was squeezing the little zombie's consciousness, and it was about to be devoured. Suddenly, a big face appeared beside the little zombie.

Ang and the little zombie had a soul network connection. Want to devour the little zombie's consciousness? Did you ask Ang?

Ang's skull was the manifestation of consciousness. Because of its strength, it was much larger than the little zombie's consciousness, like a great mountain rising beside a small mound of dirt, immediately scaring Tulus silly.

The little zombie hurriedly leaned toward Ang and turned back to point at Tulus, wailing.

In Ang's hollow eye sockets, the ghostly blue fire burned vigorously. Tulus's consciousness only felt a powerful suction force, and it was involuntarily sucked toward Ang's skull.

In the process of being sucked over, it was torn apart by the powerful suction force. From then on, Tulus as an independent consciousness ceased to exist, leaving only the memories and soul energy that made up the consciousness.

The soul energy that lost its consciousness was ownerless. The little zombie happily absorbed it, and while absorbing, it wailed at the angel skeleton, looking like it was very delicious.

The angel skeleton crawled over, punched the little zombie in the eye socket, and stared at it.

In normal times, the little zombie would have hit back long ago. This time it didn't fight back; instead, it split half of the soul energy and handed it to the angel skeleton.

The angel skeleton had just released a big move, and its soul was a bit weak, so it accepted it without hesitation and slowly absorbed it.

Actually, it was still Ang's lack of consideration. The little zombie couldn't digest so much soul energy at all. Splitting it into two was even better.

The soul energy was split between the little zombie and the angel skeleton, while memory fragments and the like were naturally absorbed by Ang.

Ang had no interest in these memories and wiped them all out after a casual glance. Only one thought remained in his heart: Daring to burn my field...

The glowing moss field was burned to ash. Although angry, there was no way to recover it, so he could only give up and focus on cultivating the sinkhole's planting area. However, before that, Ang spent three days and two nights, using over seven thousand Purification Spells, to restore the angel skeleton to the appearance of a little girl.

It was still that expressionless, hollow-eyed, dull, and pitiful look. However, whenever Feilin and Aiske passed by it, they would subconsciously walk around it, fearing that the other party would hit them with a Holy Light Flash.

This was a big killer weapon. As long as he spent three days restoring it and fed it sixty Purification Spells, it could flash-explode a Gao Jie demon. It was too terrifying, worthy of the name of a Battle Angel.

Spending a few days, he cultivated the sinkhole's land into farmland, planting glowing moss and grain respectively.

Before cultivating the farmland, Ang had already started raising seedlings. After the farmland was opened, the seedlings had just grown. Moving the seedlings over, the farmland took shape.

The lighting array on the cliff wall was very useful. According to the Brass Dragon's guidance, he added a stabilization circuit to the array. Ang infused magic power once, and the lighting array could steadily emit light for eight hours.

This stunned Aiske, because eight hours of lighting was almost enough for crops. How much magic power would this save?

With the cooperation of glowing moss and the lighting array, the crops in the farmland grew vigorously and should be able to bear grain in the near future.

Ang also returned to his regular life, taking care of crops every day, watering, infusing magic power into the lighting array, purifying holy water, treating the wounds of the fighting angel skeleton, and practicing Death's Scythe. The days passed regularly and fulfilling.

Until a month later, the fresh and tender Lisha brought the equally fresh Lan to visit. ===== CHAPTER 35 =====