Chapter 51: Never-Drying Spring

An angel skeleton can catch holy light empty-handed; as its soul connector, Ang naturally could too, but he had never tried it. Now, with an instinctive grab, he succeeded.

However, the left hand fused with the leather bracelet had no reaction, but the right hand was sizzling and smoking, clearly bearing the damage of the holy light.

This was the normal holy light, which had additional damage to heretics like undead creatures. Ang hurriedly let go with his right hand, only keeping his left hand pinching the holy light, curiously examining it.

During this period, he used Purification Art all day, so Ang was already very familiar with holy light. At a glance, he saw the abnormality of this mass of holy light; there were some invisible symbols added to the holy light.

These symbols were invisible to the naked eye, but Ang could sense their existence, somewhat like the symbols formed by the soul flames of Ouke and Lisha in his soul.

However, what was even stranger was that Ang could sense its existence and knew it was some kind of symbol, but he couldn't see it clearly, as if it were shrouded in fog.

Anyway, since he couldn't see it clearly, Ang didn't look. His right hand flipped, deploying an enhanced version of Purification Art to wipe it on the holy light of the True Word, forcibly wiping away those symbols in the True Word holy light, and then, learning from the angel skeleton, took a bite of the holy light.

Watching the heretic skeleton deploy a powerful Purification Art, watching it take bite after bite like gnawing on sugarcane, eating up its True Word holy light, the female priest's eyes widened in horror. Holy light was ineffective against heretics and was even eaten by it; this was simply a major event of faith collapse.

After gnawing through the True Word Art, Ang smacked his lips and roared silently at the female priest: "Go to hell!"

Holy Word · Go to hell! Sprayed onto the female priest's body, instantly causing her whole body to erupt with holy light. Her eyes, ears, mouth, and other cavities erupted with light stronger than that on her body. The sound and light effect was several times more intense than when she cast it herself.

After a few breaths, the holy light converged. The female priest was intact on the surface, but she stared with dull eyeballs and fell to the ground, dead.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are playing with this holy light more and more skillfully. You can comprehend it just by touching it yourself. But that's right, you are faith itself. What I say is law; what you say is the Holy Word." Naigelis poked its head over, saying with some jealousy.

The other female priest was still lying on the ground unconscious. Naigelis notified Lisha, letting her come over to carry the person away.

Lisha came over and lifted the person, discovering that this female priest's body was stiff, and immediately revealed a knowing smile. How could an unconscious person's body be stiff?

With a mischievous heart, Lisha leaned to the female priest's ear and whispered: "Your underwear is dirty..."

The female priest's earlobes quickly turned red and hot.

"Alright, let's talk about business. What is the news you mentioned? How many bags of sugar beets is it worth?" Naigelis asked.

A few dozen minutes ago, Naigelis didn't care about sugar beets. It didn't eat sugar beets, and this thing wasn't considered a rare item.

But after Lu Se demonstrated himself using the power of sugar beets to perform beyond his level, Naigelis immediately realized that this was an opportunity to raise the price on the spot, and the value of sugar beets in its heart rose sharply.

If you want to blame someone, blame Lu Se for loving to show off.

"Ah? No, no, no, the business is borrowing troops. Borrowing troops is the real business. My lord, please let the angel skeleton help me break the enemy's camp." Lu Se said.

Ang shook his head.

"Ah? Why? These people from the Church of Light regard skeleton liches as heretics. Don't you hate them?" Lu Se asked in surprise.

However, just as he finished speaking, Naigelis pulled him and rolled its eyes at him. It was clear that only someone who didn't understand Ang would say such things.

Ang tilted his head: "What is hate?" He was a very simple little skeleton. He had emotions, but he didn't necessarily know what these emotions were called.

"It's that demon Tulus who burned your fields. What is your feeling toward him? Do you hate him?" Naigelis still understood Ang; one sentence made Ang understand.

"Hate him." Ang said.

"Those people from the Church of Light broke Bingcheng and burned all the planting zones in Bingcheng. All the crops and farmland were burned." Naigelis said.

Before it finished speaking, a solemn expression appeared on Lu Se's face. This was an even crueler problem. Even if he chopped all those people from the Church of Light to death now, it would be of no avail.

The planting zone was all burned, and the grain harvest was gone. This wasn't all; all the grain stored in Bingcheng was also gone. If he couldn't get grain, even if he snatched Bingcheng back, most of the people would still starve to death. By this time next year, it was unknown if Bingcheng would even exist. Damn Church of Light.

When Ang heard that the crops and farmland were all burned, his mood wasn't very good. He turned his head and shouted into the distance: "Ao!"

The little zombie crawled out from a pile of Soil of Breath, turned its head nimbly, and after seeing Ang, jumped out of the Soil of Breath with a swish, shook off the dust, and ran toward Ang.

When turning into a brass dragon, Ang transferred a pile of Soil of Breath out to dehydrate the dragon corpse. Now it had become a mud pile specifically for the little zombie, and it loved to dig holes in it and drill inside.

For a zombie, Soil of Breath is the best desiccant.

Behind the Soil of Breath, the angel skeleton flapped its wings and flew up.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." When the manpower was gathered, just as Lu Se was about to lead the team away, he was pulled by Naigelis: "You haven't said what the good news is yet. Also, why should Lord Ang help you? What is the equivalent?"

"Oh, right, right, right, good news. I found news about the Never-Drying Spring Stone." Lu Se said: "I see the lord has no water source here. If a piece of Never-Drying Spring Stone is placed here, there can be a never-ending supply of water for irrigation."

"Never-Drying Spring Stone? You mean that kind of Never-Drying Spring Stone that will never dry up? That kind that is full of holes and will condense water droplets when placed in the air?" Naigelis asked in surprise: "That's a good thing."

"Right, a good thing. I see Lord Ang still has to cast spells to water things here; it's too hard, so I specifically inquired about news in this regard and asked about the Never-Drying Spring Stone. It's about the size of a human head, and the water condensation speed is quite fast. It's just that cleaning its holes is more troublesome." Lu Se said.

"No matter how troublesome, it's more convenient than carrying water. This thing is quite rare. Druids and elves like it more, but elves have Moon Spring, which is better to use than it. It's one thing for you to get it, but you want to trade a piece of news for a few bags of sugar beets? And let Ang help you blast open the enemy's camp? Why don't you go rob someone?" Naigelis said.

"Hehe, besides condensing water, the Never-Drying Spring Stone will also release some rare substances, which is very good for plant growth. It's not easy to get news of such a good thing. Buy? I can't afford it." Lu Se said while laughing and looking at Ang.

Ever since he knew Ang had an obsession with things related to planting, he knew Ang would definitely like this news.

Ang tilted his head and thoughtfully transferred a stone out: "You mean this?"

The stone was about the size of a human head and porous, but the holes on it were all filled with dust and moss.

"Never-Drying Spring Stone? How do you have this thing?" Naigelis screamed.

"There are some by the well." Ang said, and transferred a few more out. Each one was larger than a human head, and the largest one was directly as tall as a person, like a stone tablet.

"Do you need to clean it? If the holes are blocked, is it broken?" Ang deployed Pollination Art, and the wind element turned into a wind beam and sprayed onto the stone, just like a high-pressure air gun, spraying the moss and dust on it clean.

As he sprayed, some holes were cleared. High-speed wind blew through, and immediately made a woo-woo whistling sound. The stone quickly became moist, and after a while, water droplets condensed and flowed down from the stone.

It really was the Never-Drying Spring Stone. Just hearing Lu Se's description, Ang thought of the dry well in the farm. That well was entirely built of this kind of porous stone. Whether it was the well mouth or inside the well, it was all this kind of stone, and there was a large stone tablet taller than a person standing next to it.

In the past, when he went to fetch water, Ang also noticed water droplets flowing down from the stone tablet, but at that time he was just a little skeleton and didn't think so much.

After the undead soul disappeared, because no one cleaned it, there was more and more moss and dust on the stone tablet and the stones by the well, until one day, the water well dried up.

Ang's little brain at that time didn't associate the relationship between them and only silently thought of ways to find water, finally creating the Rain Art.

It wasn't until the conversation between Lu Se and Naigelis just now that he thought of the dry water well. Could those porous stones be Never-Drying Spring Stones? Now that the holes were cleaned and the wind could smoothly pass through the holes on them, sure enough, they were Never-Drying Spring Stones.

Lu Se's head was buzzing. The water well used by the Lord Watcher here for farming was built with expensive Never-Drying Spring Stones? This was too rich, right?

Deeply feeling his own poverty, Lu Se dejectedly agreed to Naigelis's two conditions, only then borrowing the angel skeleton.

The group, some riding horses, some flying themselves, some riding dragons, and some being ridden, rushed toward Bingcheng all the way.

To prevent the Sword Saint from sneaking into the camp, this team from the Church of Light camped on the wilderness. They carried thick oilcloth tents, which could isolate the direct blowing of the Wind of Rest, but the Wind of Rest, which seeped into every pore, still made them suffer. Some had skin peeling and hair loss, some had insufficient sleep, some had necrotic toes, and some had endocrine disorders; it was miserable.

They sent messages several times requesting to retreat, but the orders they received were all to continue holding their ground, and reinforcements would arrive soon.

On this day, just as the Wind of Rest subsided, the people who had just crawled out of the tents saw the figures of the enemy. Thousands of humans surrounded them from all directions.

"Alert! Erect the defense towers!" The people of the Church of Light were unhurried, each entering their defensive positions. This kind of encirclement by the enemy was not the first time; anyway, they couldn't break their camp.

By evening, before the Wind of Rest blew, these enemies would retreat in a sorry state.

There was a Never-Drying Spring Stone in the camp. Placing it there for a day was enough to condense drinking water for everyone to use, so there was no need to worry about water shortages.

If it were left outside at night, more water would condense, enough for everyone to take a bath, because the wind force of the Wind of Rest was very strong. However, the water condensed by being blown by the Wind of Rest was a bit strange. When Purification Art was cast on it, the water would turn black.

Normal water should be clearer after purification, to the point that no one dared to use this water condensed by the Wind of Rest.

Drinking water and gnawing on dry food, everyone had confidence that they could hold out until the day reinforcements arrived.

However, very quickly, their confidence began to waver. An angel and a skeleton actually crawled out of the enemy's team. The skeleton continuously cast holy light onto the angel. After twenty or so times, the angel opened its own wings.

A white light pierced the earth and blasted onto the defense towers and fences of the camp, blasting them into fragments.

"Holy Light Shining! It's Holy Light Shining!" Desperate screams of the people of the Church of Light rang out in the camp. Was there anything more desperate than the angel one had always worshipped giving one a shot of Holy Light Shining?

"Transmission array, the transmission array is lit, reinforcements are here, reinforcements are here!" Just as the desperate emotion rose, the transmission array that had long been set up in the camp suddenly lit up, pulling them back from the abyss of despair.

With a flash of white light, a team of people appeared in the transmission array. Leading them was a God's Knight with silver-white exquisite armor, a tall and sturdy figure, hair combed meticulously, and a cynical smile hanging on the corner of his mouth—Li'Li Ao Na De. ===== CHAPTER 52 =====