Chapter 601: Who Is Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si? I Am Not

Everyone could hear De De Luo Sa let out a gasp. Du Luo Ken and the others looked at each other and communicated in a low voice: "It's a creature with the instinct to breathe."

Breathing is a very instinctive action. Anthony is an undead reincarnated from a human, later reincarnated as an undead creature, and then reincarnated as a human. He has reincarnated dozens of times and has always maintained this instinct. He doesn't do it deliberately, but when his emotions are out of control, he can't help but do it.

Negris is the same. Most undead creatures reincarnated from humans are no exception.

But Ang doesn't. He is a native undead creature and doesn't have the instinct of breathing. No matter how shocked he is, he at most tilts his head. The little zombie is the same.

But the little angel is different. Although she doesn't need to breathe, when she is angry, she will inhale, puffing herself up, which is very cute. Others know she is angry at a glance.

De De Luo Sa is involuntarily gasping. This means that in his most primitive memory, this instinct exists. In this way, he can be excluded from native undead creatures, void creatures, and creatures without lungs.

De De Luo Sa is indeed gasping, because he is too tempted. If Ang took out anything else, De De Luo Sa wouldn't be so excited. Even if the energy he lost just now doubled back, he wouldn't be excited, because he can save energy.

However, having saved so much energy, using a method with huge consumption like faith jumping to project it over, what is it for?

A fulcrum, a fulcrum that can anchor in this world, and a Godhead is a fulcrum.

Why does he have this thing? Why does he know I want this thing?

Everyone could see De De Luo Sa's struggle, but before he could make any move, the energy group suddenly collapsed and disappeared instantly.

"Eh? Ran away? What's the situation?" Everyone was stunned.

The moment Ang took out the Godhead, he clearly felt De De Luo Sa's emotional fluctuations were intense, looking very eager, and then he ran... ran? This kind of change is really confusing.

While everyone was looking at each other, Ang faintly heard a voice: "You, crave power? You, crave wealth? What is it you crave most? Come to me, I can satisfy all your cravings."

This voice is actually full of temptation and carries a power to bewitch people, but it is ineffective against Ang, so it sounds like a clumsy actor reciting lines there, without any bewitching power.

Ang curiously extended his consciousness, and the voice immediately encouraged: "Yes, yes, that's it. Come, come to me, show your cravings. Here, all your cravings can be satisfied—Eh!?"

When the voice said the last word, it was suddenly startled, as if it had seen an incredible scene.

A scene slowly unfolded in front of Ang. A rushing river rolled toward the distance. The land was a terrain descending in tiers. The highest was a mountain range, covered with trees. The most prominent and tall was a World Tree. The rolling river originated from the position of the World Tree and rushed down.

Around the World Tree were sacred trees, wrapped with Elf Bean vines. Some silkworms were wriggling on the World Tree, sacred trees, and Elf Bean vines.

Further down were jujube trees, breadfruit trees, and other woody plants Ang had seen, as well as herbaceous plants like bamboo. There were also planting flowers, cold ice grass, and other low-temperature plants on the mountain range.

Soul moss, holy mushrooms, and grave grass clung to the rocks. On the tiers further down, one or two crops were neatly planted, including tall tree rice, low swamp rice, saltwater magic rice, and strengthened magic rice.

Different tiers had different temperatures, all planted with crops best adapted to this temperature.

The big river rushed to the middle section and flowed into a large lake. A large number of planting boards floated on the lake, covered with soil-less rice.

Clusters of seaweed flowers bloomed on the lake, white as snow, like the earth after a heavy snow.

De De Luo Sa was stunned by all this. What is this situation? He was clearly bewitching people, pulling the other party's consciousness into his consciousness space, embodying the desires in the other party's soul, and inducing the other party to rebel. How did he end up in the field in a blink of an eye?

So neat, so layered, so professional...

His gaze fell on Ang, but found Ang holding a large sickle, staring at him angrily: "Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si! Burn my field!" and rushed over with a rumble.

"What? Burn my field? What Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si, who is Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si? I am not Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si." De De Luo Sa, who had turned into a demon, was stunned and hurriedly waved his hands to deny it.

However, he didn't care much about the sickle that was slashed over, and didn't even prepare to dodge, because this is the consciousness space, and attacks won't cause damage. He just cared about how he inexplicably became Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si. Who is Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si?

However, when the edge of the sickle was about to touch him, a strong sense of danger surged in De De Luo Sa's heart, stimulating his eyes to widen, and he leaned back like an electric shock.

The reaction speed was undoubtedly very fast, but the sickle that should have brushed past his nose tip inexplicably extended a section and accurately hooked onto his body.

De De Luo Sa's eyes blurred, and a huge force hooked him toward a certain depth. A strong sense of crisis told him: Break free quickly, break free quickly, otherwise you will die!

De De Luo Sa struggled hard, and his consciousness felt a tearing pain, but the strong sense of crisis still made him endure the pain and struggle with all his might.

His eyes flashed, the scenery flew past, and De De Luo Sa's consciousness shrank rapidly toward his true body. The focus in front of his eyes was only a sickle and a pair of angry eyes.

In an unknown world, De De Luo Sa, who was sitting on a chair, suddenly leaned back, and the whole person flipped over the back of the chair, hitting the ground with a smack.

Dizzy for a long time, De De Luo Sa climbed up from the ground, covering his left face, gnashing his teeth, as if his molars were hurting.

Although there were no injuries on his face, there were injuries on his consciousness. Ang's sickle had slashed his consciousness, making him feel that his whole face was hurting.

"Hiss—what kind of ghost attack, actually able to hurt consciousness? This is the first time I've been hurt in the consciousness space. What kind of attack is this?" Suddenly thinking of something, De De Luo Sa gasped again: "Hiss—sickle? Undead Monarch?"

Quietly leaving the hiding place, quietly sneaking to the edge, quietly poking his head to look out. In the distant fog, a huge black shadow was walking slowly, occasionally watering, occasionally weeding, occasionally sowing. The black shadow was also holding a huge sickle in his hand.

As if sensing something, the black shadow turned his head to look over, and green lights seemed to be flashing in the position of his eyes.

De De Luo Sa's soul was about to solidify. He slowly closed his eyes, slowly shrank his head, and slowly crawled away.

"Ku Ba Da, could that guy be the Undead Monarch's subordinate? Isn't the boundary guardian Silence old skeleton? Who is he?" ===== CHAPTER 602 =====

"Ku Ba Da, could that guy be a subordinate of the Undead Sovereign? Isn't the World Guardian that old skeleton of annihilation? Who is he?"