Chapter 969

The moment Ang plucked the fruit, Anthony opened his eyes on the ground and asked, "Alright, are you satisfied with this effect?"

The Grand Speaker did not say whether he was satisfied or not, but instead looked him up and down and said, "So you are one of the Lord of Life's people. Why pretend to be the Lord of Radiance? Do you think I can't recognize the Whisper of the Forest? The Lord of Life has been missing for so long; it turns out it didn't die, but ran off to the Feilie Empire?"

Anthony's heart skipped a beat. He revealed a perfectly measured expression of embarrassment on his face and said sheepishly, "So you know about the Whisper of the Forest. Well, although I don't know where the Lord of Life comes from, it is indeed in the Feilie Empire."

"That's right here; this is the former home of the Lord of Life. It was a massive, heaven-reaching tree, but it collapsed years ago, lying on the ground like a mountain range. I thought it had died; I never expected it to have run off to the Feilie Empire. I even cut its branches to sell to those alchemists for constructs. Could it have run away because I cut it too hard?" the Grand Speaker rambled on.

Anthony was speechless, smiling sheepishly, not knowing how to respond. Based on the Grand Speaker's meaning, was he an enemy or a friend of the Lord of Life?

Everyone knew there was a World Tree on the side of the Holy Light Alliance; the wood used for planting constructs was proof of that, and the material wasn't even expensive, as even the lowest-level planting constructs used it.

It was just unexpected that it would be such a coincidence that the World Tree was in this plane, and that the wood was very likely sold by the Grand Speaker himself. This greatly reduced the room Anthony had to bluff.

He naturally knew what the Whisper of the Forest was about; it had nothing to do with that Lord of Life. Now that the Grand Speaker had recognized it, he had gone along with it and admitted a connection to the Lord of Life, which put him in a very passive position.

"I suppose you wouldn't know these things either. Forget it, where is the Lord of Life? Where is it? Have it come out to meet an old friend, and thank it for saving my plane," the Grand Speaker said.

Anthony shook his head: "I can't decide that, but I will convey your message. I don't know if the Grand Speaker is satisfied with this effect?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied. As expected of the Lord of Life. This has saved me hundreds of millions of jin of grain. Thank you so much," the Grand Speaker said.

"As long as you're satisfied, as long as you're satisfied. Then let's talk about the issue of compensation, how about that?" Anthony rubbed his hands together, looking like a Silver Coin as he spoke.

The Grand Speaker was stunned: "Wasn't it free? You didn't say you were going to charge."

Anthony chuckled and said: "Think back, did I ever say it was free? Didn't I say 'Are you annoyed yet'..."

Seeing the Grand Speaker's face slowly darken, Anthony said reluctantly: "Of course, even if I didn't say it was free, I don't intend to charge you, Grand Speaker, for this service. Just treat it as a trial run. You're satisfied with the effect, but what about next year? The Light Disaster might persist; surely you aren't going to stop planting things next year?"

The Grand Speaker asked with a dark face: "How do you know the Light Disaster will persist? Could it be that you caused the Light Disaster? Otherwise, how is it such a coincidence that the moment you arrived here, the Light Disaster occurred?"

Anthony smiled and said: "Grand Speaker, you are being a bit unreasonable. If we had the ability to trigger such a great disaster, we wouldn't have been driven out of our homeland by the Empress of Feilie. The Light Disaster is caused by the sun; it definitely won't be just your plane suffering. You can send a message to ask other planes. Rumor has it that the Holy Light Alliance has six major forces; there is more than just this one main plane, right?"

The Grand Speaker looked deeply at Anthony and said: "Come with me." After saying this, he turned and walked away.

Anthony followed, and soon saw a massive structure. This structure looked a bit like a table supported by countless stone pillars, with the 'tabletop' flat and countless buildings laid out upon it.

Beneath the tabletop, however, were countless massive stone pillars over a thousand meters tall, squeezed together, staggered in length. The long ones supported the tabletop, and the short ones enclosed the space, leaving only a few passages leading inside.

Sensing Anthony's curiosity about the architecture, the Grand Speaker explained: "Very unique, right? These stone pillars are a unique product of this plane. I don't know how they were formed; they are scattered along the cliffs by the sea, one by one, very orderly."

"So I had everyone carry them back, stick them into the ground, and then lay rock slabs on top. For every layer laid, I had mages fuse them into one. Layer by layer, it was laid out like this. Living beings live on top, and undead creatures operate inside."

"These giant stone pillars, as long as one is cleared out, become a deep pit a thousand meters high. It's very comfortable to lie in the pit; the airflow rises, drawing the surrounding air in."

"However, the pit is too high, and the death aura settles in the pit, falling to the bottom, forming the most suitable environment for undead creatures. We call this place Table Mountain. Doesn't it look like a table?"

Anthony was also someone who knew a lot about undead creatures, and he understood immediately. These giant stone pillars squeezed together were like a bundle of bamboo skewers; pulling out a few would form a space that connected top to bottom.

This kind of space was a thousand meters high, and the temperature difference between top and bottom easily turned it into a chimney like a dwarf furnace, drawing air from all directions and forming a chimney effect.

But death aura settles; it wouldn't rise to a thousand meters high at all, and would only settle within the space, forming thick death soil at the bottom.

An environment where the air is both circulating and dry, and which can accumulate death aura, is naturally the most livable space for undead creatures.

It's just that using these thousand-meter-tall giant stone pillars as building materials is definitely not an easy task.

Anthony did not respond, only revealing a thoughtful expression, as if pondering something.

Because the Grand Speaker's explanation might very well be a trap. If he were one of the Lord of Life's people, how would he understand that this was a livable space for undead creatures the moment he heard it?

Following the Grand Speaker onto the 'tabletop', they arrived at a magnificent building. Judging by the regulations and location, it looked very much like an official institution such as a Governor's Mansion or City Hall.

However, the building was now covered with thick curtains, blocking all places where light could penetrate. As soon as they entered, they heard wailing everywhere, just like entering a slaughterhouse.

The smell of rotting biological tissue was trapped in the room by the thick curtains. As soon as he entered, it almost knocked Anthony over.

The Grand Speaker couldn't smell the odor, but just looking at the scene, he knew how bad the situation was. He hurriedly explained: "Those who have been sunburned are all concentrated here. Their skin is festering, and no matter how they are treated, it won't heal, including my capable assistant. He is the manager here. I'll go find him and bring him over; let's talk outside."

Anthony, however, didn't care at all. Instead, he rubbed his hands together and smiled: "No need to go out, no need to go out. Grand Speaker, you know, I originally met you in the name of the Lord of Radiance, so I am also skilled in healing, hehe."