Chapter 517

Anthony smiled knowingly. Thinking this way is right: "How did you see it? Can't it be that Flash Feiti captured us?"

"How is that possible? He's already stupid and can't even speak. He must have been erased of his consciousness and refined into some kind of combat weapon," Alan Alan Bulu curled his lips and said.

Stupid? Flash Feiti wanted to slap his head when he heard it, but remembering the previous instructions, he endured it.

"Hehe, you guessed it right," Anthony laughed, took out the holy shroud, and was about to wrap it around Alan Alan Bulu.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, what are you doing? What kind of cloth is this? Why does it feel strange? Is it washed clean? Will there be bugs?" Alan Alan Bulu shouted anxiously.

"You're even afraid of bugs? No, no, it's brand new, woven by pure saints with their own hands. Every holy pattern is woven with different threads, never fading. Except for the fact that the saint only took a bath once in her life, it's not dirty at all. You haven't seen this thing before, have you?" Anthony asked curiously.

Alan Alan Bulu frowned: "Hearing you say this, I feel even dirtier. What is this thing? Can you not wrap it? It's useless to me anyway."

"Uh, you really don't know what this is? This is the Holy Shroud," Anthony said.

"Hiss—that Holy Shroud that makes you lose your memory after being wrapped in it, even if your soul casket is reborn? Ku Ba..." Alan Alan Bulu didn't even want to finish his sentence and burned his soul flame.

He had been unhurried all along, relying on his soul casket rebirth. Although he knew there was such a thing as a Holy Shroud, he had only seen it in books and had never seen it with his own eyes, so he couldn't remember it for a while.

But even if he remembered it, it would be useless. From the moment Ang carried him up, he lost all possibility of escape.

Ang pinched his neck, soul energy surged in, and forcibly suppressed his soul flame.

Anthony also took the opportunity to wrap him up and said: "Wrapped, wrapped, it's too late. It's too late for you to burn now."

Alan Alan Bulu slumped down dejectedly, needing Flash Feiti to carry him to stand firm. He murmured in a lost voice: "Why didn't I think of it? Why couldn't I remember that you still have a Holy Shroud? If I had known, I would have killed myself in the car."

Anthony curled his lips: "Don't brag. You couldn't have thought that we could destroy the teleportation. Of course, you were reluctant to kill yourself. From the moment you fell into our hands, you had no chance to escape."

"No, the one pinching my neck is not a god. He uses soul flame to suppress my soul. He is an undead creature. Who exactly is he?" Alan Alan Bulu couldn't help but shout.

"Uh, you saw through it again. Hehe, besides Flash Feiti, doesn't our 'God Realm' have a second Lord of Mourning?" Anthony started to mislead people.

Alan Alan Bulu murmured in a lost voice: "Is it Mi Jian Gu Luo Ke? Was Mi Jian Gu Luo Ke also captured by you? Oh my god..."

Pushing him to the side, Ang took out the Petrified Crossbow, adjusted it to the maximum power, and gave the petrified dragon a shot.

Ang basically doesn't use the Petrified Crossbow much because it consumes too much energy. The Holy Light consumed is more than thirty times that of the little angel's Holy Light Shine. Of course, the main reason is that there are no enemies that need him to use the Petrified Crossbow. Even the Gods of Light, just beat them to death.

The Petrified Crossbow slowly lit up, and the five gems finally all lit up. Ang pulled the trigger, and a beam of light shot out, landing on the petrified dragon.

Pi-pa, only a crisp sound was heard, and one of the five gems on the Petrified Crossbow actually cracked.

"Oh oh oh, the Angel's Tear actually cracked? This is a huge loss. It's too wasteful to reincarnate it. This is an artifact that can petrify gods. Now it's actually broken. I don't know if it can be used in the future," Nage Li Si sighed, his face full of heartache.

Xierba was very embarrassed: "Sorry, sorry, I'm very sorry for breaking the artifact. Besides these feathers on my body, I have nothing else to compensate. Is this the Angel's Tear? Where can I get it? I'll try to get a few back after reincarnation."

"This thing is very hard to get. You have to beat the little angel in the six-winged state until she cries to have a chance to get it. This is the tear of a six-winged archangel," Nage Li Si sighed.

"............ Ku Ni Ba..."

Before Xierba jumped up to beat Nage Li Si, Ang carried it away, threw it into the reincarnation altar, and performed a fierce operation. Done.

If it can wake up, it means it has a new body, a living one.

If it can't wake up... then rescue it again and see what it's good to reincarnate into. The Undead God is here; can't he protect its consciousness?

There were no accidents. Six hours later, Xierba woke up, and while acting like a patient with nervous system disorders, trying hard to familiarize itself with its body and trying hard to retract its tongue, it kept shouting "hungry, hungry, hungry."

Ang threw two bags of Elf Beans to it, which were eaten in two bites, making the big cat so angry that it went over and slapped its head.

That's not all; it also poured two large buckets of Holy Essence Liquid, a full thirty liters. Now, besides Ang, everyone started to feel heartache.

Xierba licked its tongue and looked at everyone with a smirk: "Is... is it very expensive?"

"Of course it's expensive! Although the price has dropped a bit now, it can still be sold for five thousand magic crystals a bottle on Mo Mo Nika's side, and a bottle is only one hundred milliliters. You drank three hundred bottles in one breath!" Nage Li Si said angrily.

Even Anthony said with heartache: "I only consume twenty liters to cultivate a body."

"Compensate, compensate, compensate. I will try my best to make money. If I really can't compensate, I will pluck my scales to sell. So, can I have another sip?" Xierba said with a smirk.

Romance

After drinking two large buckets of Holy Essence Liquid, it truly felt the goodness of this thing. It was like a cool "warm" current flowing from its throat into its body. Wherever it passed, every organ seemed to be cheering.

Being petrified for so many years doesn't mean the dragon has no damage. Reincarnating into a Dragon Lich doesn't matter, but reincarnating into a living dragon, the health of the body is very important. In case of any cerebral vascular embolism, Ang will have to rescue it.

However, after drinking the essence liquid like this, many subtle damages were quickly repaired. Xierba felt that every breath it took, its body became much stronger.

"Yi ya ma na ba bu pi la... &￥... #*￥..." Xierba made a dragon language syllable like gargling. The omitted ones were ultra-low frequency, which ordinary people couldn't hear, so there were no syllables.

"Okay, can you fly? Then let's ride on it and go. Hurry up, in case someone else crashes in, it will be troublesome," Nage Li Si saw that it was about time and urged.

"Better not. If I fly into the sky as such a big dragon, I will definitely be discovered. There are ghost rangers in the sky at all times, and undead creatures of Alan Alan Bulu's level will also patrol from time to time. We'd better return the same way," Xierba said hurriedly.

"Then what to do?"

"Watch me." Xierba chanted dragon language, its huge body changed rapidly, and finally turned into an... an owl.

Disguised as undead creatures, they spent a few days following the original path and returned to the Starburst Canyon. This time, everyone didn't return to the city, but returned to the cave in the Hall of Knowledge.

Because Scarecrow Wuga was captured, the number of undead creatures in the canyon recovered to a certain extent. Everyone didn't come in from the main entrance, but came in from the rock crevice where the Dragon Servants went in and out.

"Okay, the Life God Pool has been discovered. Although we locked the captives there, the Warlock Alliance doesn't dare to do anything to us for the time being, but that's not a long-term plan after all, and it's very inconvenient. We have to change our stronghold for the time being. This place is not bad, the original buildings are not broken, and can continue to be used," Nage Li Si said.

This is what everyone had discussed long ago. Before he finished speaking, everyone dispersed, cleaning up, repairing, and Ang even carried the little Dragon Servant family out to work together.

Only Ang, Flash Feiti, Anthony, and Nage Li Si were left, and then Alan Alan Bulu was released.

When he was released, he was actually sleeping. This dead Lich is too calm.

"Hey hey hey, wake up, wake up. If you don't wake up, I'll burn your hair," Nage Li Si threatened by spraying dragon breath.

I don't know if it touched the keyword, but Alan Alan Bulu, who couldn't be pushed awake, suddenly sat up, nervously covering his sparse forehead.

"Yo ho, with just a few hairs on your head, is it necessary to be so nervous?" Nage Li Si asked puzzledly.

Alan Alan Bulu said angrily: "How can a bald person like you understand? A Lich's hair is a treasure. If one falls out, there is one less, and it will never come back."

"Bald... bald?!" Nage Li Si pointed at himself with his small claws, saying in disbelief. This is the first time someone has called him bald, and he found that he didn't even have the ability to refute, because dragons don't grow hair at all.

Alan Alan Bulu woke up completely, looked at Nage Li Si, and frowned with some doubt: "God of Knowledge? Were you also captured by them?"

"You know me?" Nage Li Si was surprised. When Alan Alan Bulu was captured, Nage Li Si had been hiding. This was their first face-to-face meeting. How did he recognize him at a glance?

"Is it really you? Why did you get thin? The Emperor showed me what you looked like. This is the Hall of Knowledge, right? This place was built under my presidency, and the statue was also carved by me. I recognized your lecherous face at a glance," Alan Alan Bulu said.

Nage Li Si was angry: "Are you blind? Is this called a lecherous face? With my kind expression, where is it lecherous?"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about business. We don't need to hide our identities now," Anthony hurriedly stopped this quarrel that was far from the topic, otherwise, he didn't know when he would be able to explain things clearly.

"Hide identities? What identities did you hide? Aren't you running dogs of light? What else can you hide?" Alan Alan Bulu sneered.

Everyone looked at Ang. Ang revealed the Undead Godhead. When that Undead Godhead like a torch was on Ang's head, Flash Feiti and Anthony slowly knelt down.

The Undead Godhead quickly faded. After all, this is a remote projection, and the consumption is too great.

However, this also shows that the soul strength of Ang's body is getting higher and higher. When he was first projected, he couldn't even use divine power, but now he can reveal the Undead Godhead here.

Just once, Alan Alan Bulu's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "You even snatched the Undead Godhead?"

Nage Li Si almost fell to the ground, and said angrily: "Can't it be that we eliminated the Gods of Light and snatched the light's believer godhead church?"

"It's possible, but why don't I believe it?" Alan Alan Bulu said suspiciously.

Flash Feiti took off all his cloak and shroud, revealing a body of purple-gold bones, and then said: "You are the stupid one, you are the one without consciousness."

Nage Li Si also revealed his Brass Book, and after much persuasion, finally made Alan Alan Bulu believe that it was not the Church of Light that snatched the Undead Godhead, but the Undead God that snatched the Church of Light.

"Then in that case, you are on the same side as me. Then why attack me? You should have revealed your identities earlier. We are all the Emperor's subjects. Why sneak into the Plain of Rest, and why not find us after coming for so long?" Alan Alan Bulu asked puzzledly.

Anthony smiled: "We revealed our identities. Then, is the Undead Council willing to obey the Undead God's orders?"

Alan Alan Bulu was shocked: "How is that possible? Of course, you should obey the Council's orders, and we will work together to rescue the Emperor."

Anthony shook his head and said: "We have been working hard, working hard to rescue the Emperor. However, if it is too dangerous, and may even endanger the life of my lord, can we refuse?"

"Of course you can't refuse. We are all the Emperor's subjects. If the Emperor dies, all of us will die together. Of course, we must rescue the Emperor at all costs," Alan Alan Bulu said in surprise.

"No, no, no. You are the Emperor's subjects; we are my lord's subjects. If rescuing the Emperor endangers my lord's life, we will refuse without hesitation, because my lord shoulders the safety of countless subjects in the God Realm and cannot risk his life," Anthony said.

Alan Alan Bulu widened his eyes, with an expression of disbelief.

Anthony continued to ask: "Then, we revealed our identities. Are you willing to obey the Undead God's orders and rescue the Emperor together?"

"I... you... I..." Alan Alan Bulu stammered for a long while, unable to say whether he was willing or not.

Anthony spread his hands: "Look, you only need to obey the Undead God's orders, and we can have a greater chance to rescue the Emperor. But you are hesitating. You don't put the Emperor's safety in your heart at all; all you think about is yourself."

Alan Alan Bulu felt that he was being spun around: "No, no, it's not like this. Wait a minute, this is not the logic. I just don't believe you have this ability."

"You only need to obey my lord's orders to know whether we have this ability," Anthony said.

The new king and the old king are not in a subordinate relationship, and the new king's old ministers are not the old king's subordinates, especially the structure of undead creatures where if one king dies, all his subordinates are buried with him.

Even if Ang wanted to rescue the Undead Monarch at all costs, others would do their best to stop him, including Flash Feiti.

Therefore, no one would suggest Ang to unite with the Undead Council. If the identity was revealed, then there would only be two possibilities between them and the undead: cooperation or turning against each other.

If they cooperate, who should they listen to? According to Alan Alan Bulu's attitude, the Undead Council could not obey Ang's orders, so they could only turn against each other.

Politics is sometimes so troublesome. Ang is simple and won't think so much, but others can't help but think. Even the silly Nage Li Si and Flash Feiti sometimes have to think about it.

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