Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1412 - Chapter 1412: Chapter 973: Are You, Gods?

Chapter 1412: Chapter 973: Are You, Gods?

Swift Wind Rabbit looked at the infant who was rapidly growing while devouring food under the glow of divine light and turned its head towards Negris with a resentful expression.

Negris smiled awkwardly: “We can plant now, if this one doesn’t work, then the next one. It will eventually be your turn.”

“But you gave me hope first, and then you took it away, it’s cruel,” said the Swift Wind Rabbit.

“But Anthony has important tasks, so of course he goes first. Besides, all you do is eat; you’re not as important,” Negris argued, regretting that he had cajoled this annoying rabbit so early.

Anthony’s divine soul projected over, always functioning in a soul state, which in fact drains a lot of divine power, but Little Ghost could afford it.

Staying in this state makes it inconvenient for Anthony to do many things–at least he cannot appear in the Master Plane personally, as he would be hunted by Orgal’s people. Thus, he needs a body and nothing is more suitable to contain a divine soul than a Divine Body.

For a divine soul, while the Pope is a compatible vessel, the Divine Body is the original vessel.

Anthony followed a familiar routine, drinking Essence Liquid to satiety, had scrambled eggs with World Tree shoots and Fruit of Life, and under the acceleration of the Instant Death Halo, he grew into an adult in just one day, ready to go out and wander.

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On the outskirts of the Wild Edge Plane, Emma cautiously peered out from her hiding place, greedily breathing the fresh air–the air in the cellar was too murky, giving her a feeling of suffocation. Despite the dangers, she couldn’t help but crawl out.

The Wild Edge Plane, as the name suggests, is a place very far from the Divine Light Alliance’s Master Plane. Even if an airship flies at full speed, it still takes over three months.

In fact, it’s even further from the Divine Light Alliance’s Master Plane than the Friel Empire. Originally, such a remote plane was only visited by some adventurers or cross-border merchants, with only some barbarians and cave dwellers as native residents, and it was very bleak.

However, with the invasion of the Divine Light Alliance, the transfer of materials and movement of personnel, this edge plane gradually became lively.

Because many soldiers of the Alliance rested here, adventurers and merchants sniffed out business opportunities and quickly gathered here.

To reduce the transportation cost of food, some farmer slaves and their families were sent here to cultivate fields and plant crops.

As more people arrived, various industries slowly emerged–blacksmiths, gardeners, miners. Those who couldn’t make a living started settling like the old days in Resting Abyss, gradually forming four settlements with four to five thousand people each.

Over more than a decade of development, life thrived here, and a new generation gradually appeared.

Emma is a farmer’s daughter, seven years old this year, with a nine-year-old sister named Liz.

The family lived by farming vegetables, not rich but at least they did not worry about food. However, this peace abruptly ended when the Divine Light Alliance withdrew, and this plane, formed out of wartime needs, immediately faced a catastrophic disaster.

The adventurers and merchants left first, followed by slaves, farmers, and miners scrambling for the limited space on the airships. After the first batch left, the rest were thrown into chaos, scrambling for anything they could get.

Three months’ journey from the Divine Light Alliance’s Master Plane, ordinary people could come here under organized circumstances, but they couldn’t leave without an organization. Even if they took an airship, everyone would need to prepare food for over three months, and there weren’t even any airships.

As for the Teleportation Array, forget it–those adventurers and cross-border merchants had Demon Crystals and could teleport away seven or eight times, but a vegetable-farming farmer couldn’t even afford one teleportation’s worth of Demon Crystals.

It wasn’t a matter of money. Without Demon Crystals, the Teleportation Array couldn’t even be activated, so more than ten thousand people in the four settlements ended up stranded, plunging into chaotic disorder.

Emma’s father was quite clever. He suggested that if they couldn’t return with the Alliance, they might as well move to the Friel Empire. He went to find a way to take everyone to the Empire, leaving Emma and Liz behind, and never returned.

Not long after their parents left, several groups of people came to their farmhouse and looted everything, even cutting down the unripe vegetables in the fields.

Liz took her into the winter vegetable cellar to hide, surviving on some beets in the cellar.

Over the past month, groups of people would sometimes pass by the nearby farmhouse.

At first, these people were full of energy, but as time passed, their faces grew increasingly pale, their bodies thinner, and their movements slower. Occasionally, when looking around, you would see green lights in some of their eyes, which was unsettling.

Liz said, “They are desperate from hunger, be careful not to let them see you, or they’ll capture and eat you.”

However, the urgency of hunger was soon to descend upon them. Their parents never returned, and the beetroots in the cellar had been eaten up. Without finding food, the two sisters would starve to death here.

So, the older sister Liz asked her to stay while she herself mustered the courage to go out in search of food, and she had been gone for half a day now.

Just as Emma was taking a deep breath, a voice suddenly rang out, shouting excitedly, “Over here, here, there’s still some. I caught a tender-skinned kid on the road and guessed there wasn’t just one. There truly is another, quick, catch her, children’s meat is tender.”

Emma turned her head in panic and saw two emaciated humans with green light flashing in their eyes, rushing towards her location. Another human was trailing behind them, dragging another little girl–it was her sister, Liz.

However, Liz’s life or death was unknown at the moment, her head drooping, with fresh blood streaming down her forehead.

Emma was dumbfounded. Instead of hiding, she subconsciously got up and, with her eyes fixed on her sister, she ran towards Liz.

In moments of panic, people often act irrationally, especially since she was only seven years old. Unsurprisingly, she was caught, but even if she had been rational, it wouldn’t have changed anything–she would still have been caught.

As soon as the three humans caught Emma, they impatiently said, “Make a fire, make a fire.”

A sigh sounded in the air, “You encounter sinners right away, your luck is really bad.”

Emma and the three humans looked up, only to see a human emanating holy light slowly floating down from the sky. Above this human, an airship was slowly descending.

Anthony flicked three Sacred Flames onto those three humans. As soon as the Sacred Flames touched them, holy flames immediately engulfed their bodies, making them scream in agony.

Although they were screaming, their bodies showed no signs of burns, as if the holy flames weren’t burning their bodies.

Negris followed and came down, saying, “Are you wasting it? Just killing them would have been enough, but you used the Fire of Sin, and there’s no need to deter the indifferent believers here.”

To intimidate (scare) indifferent believers, those whose faith is weak, the Church of Light created many terrifying Holy Arts, such as the Original Sin Shackles, Stake of Executions, and Fire of Sin.

The Fire of Sin is a Holy Art that burns the soul, causing the victim to scream in agony, and then completely consumes the soul–the condemned die in agony, primarily to scare the onlookers.

Now, there were no onlookers here, except for a terrified little girl, and a collapsed…

“Huh, she’s dead? Just breathed her last, still warm.” Negris carefully examined and found that Liz had already died, but her body was still warm, obviously having died not long ago.

Emma heard Negris’ words and burst into tears.

A holy light fell on Liz, and Liz, who had just breathed her last a little while ago, also burst into tears and sat up.

“Ah! Ah! Sister! Sister!” Emma, initially frightened, screamed, her fear turning into joy as she excitedly flung herself onto Liz and started shouting happily.

Negris watched in surprise as Anthony asked, “How do you also know the Rebirth Technique?”

“What are you talking about… I am the legitimate spokesperson of Light on this earth, you are just a translator. I don’t know Divine Arts; it is only through me that the Lord demonstrates his might,” Anthony said solemnly.

“Ange is still on the airship, you’re flattering, and he can’t hear it,” Negris said irritably.

Anthony gestured, and following his gaze, Negris suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood. In the field ahead, Ange had come down at some point and was digging in the ground, uncovering quite a few overlooked beetroot roots.

The three humans burned out their souls and died. The airship landed, and Shah got down, using his second profession’s abilities with his Magic Wand pressed against one of the corpses’ foreheads, murmuring an Incantation.

A black breath of death slowly seeped into the corpse’s mouth and nose; the body quickly dried up and toughened, then got up.

Likewise, three human corpses were transformed into three zombies.

Shah directed them to board the airship and carry down bag after bag of food.

Only then did Negris turn to the two little girls, asking with a smile, “Are you hungry? Do you want to eat white rice?”

Having chewed on beetroot roots for over a month and with slightly upset stomachs, the two sisters desperately nodded, and Liz weakly asked, “Are you, gods?”