Chapter 602: Please, Stop Planting

Ang came back to his senses and found everyone surrounding him with concern, calling him urgently. Negris even raised his claws, preparing to wake him up physically, but was dragged away by the little angel and the little zombie, one pulling the head and one pulling the tail.

"Lord, lord, what's wrong with you? What happened?" Anthony asked urgently.

Ang tilted his head, which counted as a reaction, but he was still a bit depressed, muttering: "Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si, burn my field."

"Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si is dead, Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si is dead. Don't call Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si every time you see a demon. You dead skeleton, hurry up and save me, I'm going to be strangled to death," Negris shouted from the periphery.

Ang glared at the two little guys, and they let go of the little fat dragon with a giggle.

Negris flew back angrily: "Who did you see a demon in again? Staring blankly for no reason, no one could wake you up. We thought you had returned to the main plane."

Ang said: "De De Luo Sa, Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si, angry, chop him."

Negris was stunned for a moment: "You mean, De De Luo Sa turned into a demon? You chopped him?"

Locke couldn't help but say: "Could it be that De De Luo Sa launched 'muttering' and wanted to bewitch you?"

Anthony immediately reacted: "De De Luo Sa suddenly disappeared, just to bewitch the lord?"

"You chopped him? Did you chop him to death? Are you okay? Let me see." Negris rummaged through Ang's vital parts and found no injuries, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Locke said: "Can't chop him. De De Luo Sa's muttering is a way similar to consciousness space. According to Baru's statement back then, the other party pulled it into a strange space, embodying what it liked most. In the consciousness space, both sides are conscious existences, and can't be chopped."

Ang scratched his skull and summoned his Death Sickle, clamped the sickle blade with his index and thumb, and rubbed it, rubbing out a small mass of smoke and weighing it on his finger.

Everyone put their heads together and looked for a long time before Negris asked: "There is De De Luo Sa's aura. Could this be what you chopped on De De Luo Sa in the consciousness space?"

Ang nodded.

Negris turned to Locke: "Didn't you say consciousness space can't be chopped?"

Locke argued: "How would I know? I'm not Baru. That De De Luo Sa never dared to appear in front of me. I would silence it with one stare."

Negris curled his lips and turned to Ang: "Chopped to death? Is this De De Luo Sa a fool? Why did he go to bewitch you? How did he bewitch you? Did he put out a pile of beauties of all races?"

Speaking of this, Ang was energized: "Field, many, mountain, river, field, field, field, field, lake, field, field, field..." While describing, he reached out and gestured.

Others made up the scene and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Negris laughed even more: "He embodied a pile of farmland to bewitch you, and also embodied the appearance of a demon, and was thought to be Tu Bu Bu Bu Bu Lu Si by you, and chopped? Hahaha, he probably didn't know that in front of you, demons can't appear in the field."

Ang nodded, and then said dejectedly: "My field, all gone."

"Gone is gone, they are all embodied. Could this De De Luo Sa really be a demon? Being able to pull you into the consciousness space and embody the desires in your heart, this is not something a demon can do. And he also mentioned the old guy, calling him the Undead Monarch, and snatched the Myriad World God Tree? And beat 'them'?"

When saying "them," Negris emphasized the plural word.

Everyone felt a secret thrill listening to it. The Monarch not only had no trouble after killing his way over, but also beat them all up. Listening to De De Luo Sa's tone, it seems he doesn't intend to take revenge. Being able to make the enemy swallow this breath, I'm afraid it's because the strength gap is too large.

Anthony grabbed his head in distress: "Too little information, can't analyze anything, but it's certain that he has seen His Majesty. Other information is uncertain. I don't know if what he said is true or if he is deliberately inducing us."

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Everyone analyzed for a long time, because the information mastered was too little, and they couldn't analyze anything, so they could only disperse in disappointment, leaving only Ang muttering dejectedly: "My field, gone..."

After thinking about it, he pulled Scarecrow Wuga out and wiped a bit of the smoke he had rubbed off into Scarecrow Wuga's soul.

"Scarecrow Wuga?" Scarecrow Wuga looked at him blankly.

"Scarecrow Wuga, Scarecrow Wuga Scarecrow Wuga," Ang gestured, teaching Scarecrow Wuga to assimilate the smoke. Not long after, Scarecrow Wuga's soul began to spin, looking like he was about to faint.

Locke, who was holding his own Death Sickle and gesturing in distress, heard the sound and looked over: "Eh? Scarecrow Wuga? Why are you here?"

"Scarecrow Wuga!" Old acquaintances met and greeted each other.

De De Luo Sa returned to the hiding place, getting angrier the more he thought about it. Not only was the bit of energy he had finally saved inexplicably lost, but he was also chopped.

No, must find a way to get it back, especially that Godhead. Obtaining that Godhead is equivalent to obtaining a fulcrum in another world, which is convenient for running away or doing anything.

Here, he can only hide east and west every day, living in the shadow of the Undead Monarch.

That guy uses a sickle just like the Undead Monarch, maybe he is a creature like the Undead Monarch. Figure out his weakness and come back to deal with the Undead Monarch.

Just do it. Since he likes farming, let him farm. See what he can grow. 【602-

De Luo Sa crawled out quietly, saw the mist outside, and carefully reached out to grab a handful.

The mist region had already been occupied by the Undead Sovereign. In the outer areas, the mist was very thin. De Luo Sa grabbed a tiny bit, stored it away, grabbed another tiny bit, and stored it again.

Just like this, sneaking around and working painstakingly for half a day, he saved up enough power to project himself again. The energy that was enough to trigger a starburst before was something he had saved up bit by bit just like this, over a very long time.

If it were only a projection of will, it wouldn't require much power. After saving enough, De Luo Sa hid back in his lair, activated the restrictions, and sealed the entrance and exit.

In this marginal zone, the Undead Sovereign wouldn't come by casually. What De Luo Sa was guarding against were those guys who were hiding just like him.

Each one of them had been beaten until they couldn't even take care of themselves, yet they didn't dare to go find trouble with the Undead Sovereign. Instead, they turned on each other, specifically looking for trouble with those who were just as miserable as them. It was so annoying.

Just as he was preparing to project over, De Luo Sa suddenly remembered something. He flew quickly to a corner and found a seed there: "Don't you like farming? I'll give you the seed of the World Tree directly. Let's see if you can grow it. Hehehe, I'll tire you to death."

Everyone had dispersed to take over the starburst array, leaving only Ang and a few others there, feeling idle and restless. Ang boredly reached his hand into the dimensional space, but he couldn't quite get into it. After seeing the reasonably planned fields in the consciousness space, the land in the dimensional space had too many limitations.

Therefore, when the question "What is it that you desire most?" echoed in his soul again, Ang immediately projected his will over.

The familiar, boundless farmland appeared before Ang once more, only De Luo Sa was no longer manifesting as a demon, but had turned into a gnoll.

Seeing him like this, Ang couldn't help but tilt his head.

The gnoll that De Luo Sa had manifested into gave a fawning laugh: "You don't seem to like demons. How about this? Is this okay? If you're not satisfied, I can change again. I can even become a female." After finishing, he gave a flirtatious wink.

"..." Ang looked bewildered.

"Alright, you don't like females. Forget it. Not cutting me down the first second is already an improvement. So, can we talk?"

Ang tilted his head.

De Luo Sa felt like he was going crazy. Why was this guy so hard to communicate with? What does tilting his head mean? Is it a yes or a no? I'll take it as you agreeing.

"The godhead, the godhead you took out, can you exchange it with me? I can use some very precious things to exchange, hey hey hey, where are you going?"

"Why are you tilling the soil? Are you going to farm?"

"Fine, fine, go ahead and farm. We'll talk after you're done."

"You've finished this patch, why are you opening up another one? You're still going to farm? You don't want to farm the entire place, do you?"

"Fine, fine, go ahead and farm. We'll talk after you're done."

"Ku Ba Da, you've already farmed the whole place once, and now you're harvesting and planting again? Is this selective breeding? Ku Ba Da, you want to do selective breeding, is that it?"

"You cross-breed two types to cultivate a new seed, then cross-breed the new seed again, and cultivate another new seed, and you're even picking out the mutants to cross-breed again. You've manifested so many seeds, you don't want to cultivate them all, do you?"

"I beg you, stop farming. Aren't you tired? How many more times are you going to play this?"