Chapter 534: Do You Want to Scare a Dragon to Death?!

Ang squatted there in distress. Transferring personnel over on a large scale? How to transfer? He only knew how to farm; he wasn't professional at this kind of thing. Should he let everyone enter the Palace of Rest, and then carry them over one by one?

How long would that take to carry them over? What if they were torn into two pieces? Living people weren't as hard as Flash Feiti, and couldn't be pieced back together like ordinary skeletons.

Go back and stuff them over? That would be even slower. Stuffing two hundred people a day, ten thousand days would only be two million people. Thirty million would take one hundred and fifty ten-thousand days.

Ang counted on his fingers and couldn't count it out, so he had to ask Negris.

"Four thousand one hundred years. Why are you asking this?" Negris asked in confusion.

Calculated this way, it didn't seem very long. As long as he stuffed them over for four thousand years...

"Poof—you are calculating this? Don't mention four thousand years. Even if it were a hundred years, the people you stuffed over at the beginning would have already died of old age. You will never gather the number of thirty million. Can you think of a reliable method?" Negris spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ang tilted his head and suddenly thought of something: "Give birth, will be more."

"Poof—that makes so much sense. A hundred years later, the people stuffed over at the beginning can already give birth to five or six generations. Encourage them to give birth more, and it won't take four thousand years to gather enough."

Sure enough, only a farming skeleton would have this kind of thinking.

Ang stood up, and Negris was startled in its heart, flying over to hug him: "What do you want to do?"

"Go back, stuff people," Ang said.

Negris wanted to curse in its heart, but it forced a smile on its face: "Good method, but it's too late. Let's think of other methods. Don't worry."

"Oh." Ang squatted down in distress again. What other methods were there? He wasn't professional at this stuff.

Negris wiped away the invisible cold sweat. This dead skeleton, thinking of one thing and then another. Did this method have any meaning?

Of course it had meaning for undead creatures, because time was the least valuable thing for them. If they could use time to exchange for something else, they would be very happy.

Only life races, species with limited lifespans, would have the concept of time being tight.

"Alright, alright, stop thinking. Leave this kind of brain-using work to Anthony later. Let's go out and watch the dragons pull the cart." Seeing him so distressed, Negris hurriedly said, mainly fearing he would think of some unreliable ideas.

Everyone came outside. The dragons were already ready to go. This position had been discovered by the Warlock Alliance, and they needed to transfer immediately. No one knew if the Warlock Alliance would find them again.

The void was too big, vast and boundless, and there was no good way to observe it. As long as they transferred their position, it didn't need to be too far, just a few tens of thousands of kilometers, and it would be enough to make people find them until they were bald.

It was very difficult to transfer tens of thousands of kilometers on the ground, but in the void, as long as you let things move, it could move in a straight line by itself until someone stopped it.

The dragons were already ready to go. They flew in the void, hooking onto large iron chains. These chains didn't look very new; they should have been used for a long time. It seemed they had used the same method to transfer this 'land' before.

After preparation, Diya Li began to shout: "Listen to my shout! *Hey yo! * Pull hard! *Hey yo! * Didn't you eat? *Hey yo! * Small fat sheep! *Hey yo! *..."

After a round of shouting, the 'land' didn't move at all.

Diya Li was embarrassed and said with a sheepish laugh: "The number of dragons is small, and we can't pull it."

The number of the Dragon Clan used to be as high as one hundred and sixty, but now there were only a few dozen left. Things that could be pulled before might not necessarily be pulled now.

Negris said: "Forget it, let's help too. Let the ladder come over and lend a hand."

Lend a hand, my ass. The Warlock Ladder didn't have enough strength to perform dragging or pushing work at all. Forcing it to come over would only break the ladder.

Du Luo Ken scolded it and waved his hand to let the ladder retreat.

Finally, there was no other way, so everyone had to put on an iron chain, and Anthony was no exception.

Seeing that this hard labor couldn't be pushed away, Anthony hurriedly put away the ridiculously expensive Pope's robe and changed into a set of ordinary clothes.

Everyone was in their positions, and Diya Li shouted the slogan again.

With concerted efforts, the 'land' trembled slightly, but that was all. Even Ang, transforming into the Dragon God, couldn't pull it.

This piece of land was too big, with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, making it very difficult to move. It was only in the void that everyone dared to think this way. If it were on a plane, even with ten thousand more dragons, don't even think about moving this piece of 'land'.

Everyone used all their strength, but it still didn't move. The gap of more than a hundred dragons was obviously not something Ang and the others could make up for.

"What should we do? Leave this thing here and everyone transfer?" Negris said helplessly.

In the void, no one was a match for the Warlock Alliance. Before, it was because Ang and the others launched a surprise attack, and Hayden misjudged their strength and bumped into them to die.

If they fought in the open, Ang's side, perhaps except for Flash Feiti, no one else could get close to the enemy and could only be beaten passively, and even running away would be very difficult.

And such Warlock Ladders, the Warlock Alliance had more than a dozen, and could mobilize at least eight. If they didn't transfer quickly now, once the Warlock Alliance mobilized enough power, they wouldn't be able to run even if they wanted to.

Ang shook his head firmly: "No."

Negris thought for a while and said: "That's right. Without bringing the 'land', the dragons won't have a place to land, won't have anything to eat, and will die sooner or later, unless they go back to the plane."

What are you talking about? Ang tilted his head inexplicably and pointed to the 'land': "God Wood, mine."

"Poof—so that's what you meant. How did this God Wood become yours? It's clearly the Dragon Clan's," Negris said irritably. It thought this dead skeleton was concerned about the dragons; it turned out he regarded this piece of God Wood land as himself.

Ang patted himself: "I, Dragon God."

"... What you said makes so much sense. *Ku Ba Da*, have I reached the point where I can't even win an argument with you?" Negris said dejectedly: "Then what should we do now? We can't pull it. Why don't you go back and stuff a few more people over."

Speaking of this, Negris's eyes suddenly lit up: "Right, you go back and stuff Bruske and the others over, let them transform into human form, stuff them over, and then transform back into dragons. The Dragon Clan in the main plane has dozens of dragons. Coming over to pull together should be enough."

Ang shook his head and threw down a sentence: "Let them, pull." Then he flew toward the void behind the land.

"Hey, where are you going? Diya Li, let everyone pull hard. No matter what happens, don't let go." Negris hurriedly roared, and then chased quickly in Ang's direction.

This dead skeleton must have thought of some idea. Although sometimes it was quite unreliable, it couldn't be denied that basically, it could solve the problem, just like the method just now. If everyone could wait for hundreds or thousands of years, they would definitely be able to gather enough population of thirty million.

Flying deep into the void, seeing that the distance was about right, Ang stopped and took out a pearl with a vertical pupil. His body immediately began to change—Ultimate Transformation Technique.

Negris felt a shiver, a chill rushing from its crown to the soles of its feet. Boundless fear surged from the depths of its bloodline, and all its scales stood up.

This was Negris's feeling. The distant Diya Li and all the dragons felt it even more strongly. Many dragons couldn't help but scream, subconsciously rushing forward, completely forgetting that they were still wearing chains.

Under intense fear, all the dragons stimulated their potential, and the 'land' slowly moved. ===== CHAPTER 535 =====