Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1050 - Chapter 1050 Chapter 616 Do You Have It... or Not

Chapter 1050: Chapter 616: Do You Have It… or Not? Chapter 1050: Chapter 616: Do You Have It… or Not? When the thought probed out, Ange had already stored away the magic array he had been rubbing his hands on. All the other side saw was a large ball comprised of an accumulation of elf beans.

The quantity of elf beans was enormous, even more so than those produced by the last Faith Storm without the intermediary of elf bean vines. As they rubbed against cat fur, guess what? They actually stuck together into a mass.

The shrunken giant cat was frolicking among the elf beans, burrowing in and crawling out repeatedly, a blissful smile spreading across its face.

The thought circled quizzically around the cluster of elf beans, then circled around Ange and the others, and finally settled on Locke, “Annihilation Old Bone, where is my energy?”

Locke spread his hands, “What energy? I don’t know anything about it.”

“…” An indescribable silence fell over the room, everyone stunned by Locke’s feigned ignorance.

Suddenly, Locke had a thought, “You must be the Evil God, right? How do you know it’s me?”

“No, no, no, don’t call me Evil God, that’s so vulgar. It has no class at all. Just call me Wanderer Drosa,” Drosa spoke disdainfully, clearly disliking the title of Evil God.

He continued, “Don’t play dumb. I know you, and I know that you know me. Where did my energy go? It’s impossible. Can you even consume the Power of Faith? You don’t have that capability?”

The latter half of his statement sounded more like he was talking to himself.

“You dare underestimate me?!” Locke, angered, leaped forward and threw a punch at the energy orb.

The energy orb instantly materialized a shadow of a wall, seemingly endless without a visible end, but only a small segment appeared in front of Locke.

Boom! With a loud bang, Locke was flung back even faster, and with a creak, he was about to slam into the wall of the control room. However, the control room was now buried in elf beans, and hitting it would definitely scatter the beans.

Just as Locke was about to hit the elf beans, a huge paw reached out and slapped him sideways, sending him flying away.

The giant cat emerged from the pile of elf beans, its eyes fiercely glaring around while it slowly licked its paws, adopting a stance as if ready to fight anyone who dared to touch its beans.

“…” An awkward silence followed, and after a long while, Drosa’s sheepish voice finally emerged, “Are the cats in your world always this fierce?”

No sooner had he spoken than a little girl pounced on the elf beans, grabbed the giant cat by its hind legs, and started shaking, sending piles of elf beans flying.

“…” It seems they are all quite fierce. Anyway, where were we? Drosa quickly returned to the original topic, “Annihilation Old Bone, that’s your avatar, right? Can it use Annihilation Boundary? If it can’t, I’m not afraid of you. Where is my energy? Give it back to me.”

Negris, Durken, and Anthony exchanged glances. There was some crucial information in those words.

The Annihilation Boundary was Locke’s boundary. It used to have no name, so upon hearing the term Annihilation Boundary, no one would associate it with Locke, but everyone knew the function of the Annihilation Boundary, that is to annihilate all energy.

Within Locke’s boundary, no energy could be liberated. Its effect was somewhat like the Forbidden Magic Domain, but while the Forbidden Magic Domain could only imprison elements, Annihilation Boundary could annihilate all forms of energy, including Divine Power.

However, the Annihilation Boundary couldn’t annihilate intrinsic forces, such as those of the Equal Cross, Goddess of Beauty Fist, and Conceive with a Glance. Nor could it annihilate the Battle Qi within a swordsman’s body.

If you don’t have the capability to restrain it, you can only confront it directly, but facing a Mourning Skeleton up close in direct combat… One would probably only…

Within the Annihilation Boundary, Locke, nearly invincible in close combat, had the upper hand. Only a Battle Angel, equally skilled in combat, could withstand a few blows.

So now you understand why the Annihilation Boundary can trap all the enemies. In the Void, power cannot be projected outward, and no matter how hard one tries, they can only spin in place.

Drosa never confronted Locke head-on because Locke’s Annihilation Boundary was precisely what neutralized him. Once it was activated, Drosa would be annihilated.

But now, the Locke in front of him was merely a clone, obviously lacking the ability to cast the Annihilation Boundary.

Locke spread his hands. “I don’t know, maybe a cat ate it. All these years you have been deceiving my people, never daring to face me. Why are you so bold now, daring to confront me? Is it because I can’t use the Annihilation Boundary now?”

“Otherwise? Who would be afraid of you without the Annihilation Boundary? The Undead Ruler chose the most suitable Guardian, causing me to wander in thought for over a thousand years. Where exactly did you take my energy? It took me great effort to save it up.” Drosa complained.

Everyone was shocked. Undead Ruler? Guardian? Wandering in thought? That’s a lot of information.

The Undead Ruler was undoubtedly Your Majesty, who left Locke here. That means Drosa had met Your Majesty.

“Where has the king gone? What have you done with the king?” Locke immediately asked.

Drosa responded with a tone of resignation. “Who could do anything to your king? It would be great if he didn’t do anything to us. He stole the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms. He’s currently planting ‘worlds’. Once he plants the worlds, we’ll be in trouble. Hurry up and give me back my energy.”

Clang! The Tree of Ten Thousand Realms? Ange and others immediately thought of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree planted in the Life Sacred Pool. Luther had once mentioned in a Knight novel something called the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms, which closely resembled the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree.

Could it be that there really exists such a thing as the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms in the world? Each fruit is a world?

Let’s ask Luther. Luther, huh? Where’s Luther? Kvada, he was forgotten again.

From Drosa’s tone, could it be they too had suffered under Your Majesty, who even stole the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms to plant worlds?

Having been bored and slouching, Ange suddenly straightened his spine. The king is planting ‘worlds’?

Anthony could no longer hold back. He patted his chest, radiating Holy Light. “Hello, Lord Drosa, do you recognize me?”

Drosa’s thought circled around Anthony, saying indifferently, “You don’t have what I need. Don’t talk to me.”

“???” Anthony was bewildered. What did that mean? It was the first time Anthony had met someone who wouldn’t let him speak. How could he make use of his verbal skills?

Thinking this, Anthony laughed, “Haha, Lord Drosa, may I ask what you need? If you say so, maybe we have it.”

“Haha, I have wandered here in thought for a thousand years. What could you possibly have here? Except for a bunch of faithless people, I need the Power of Faith, Divine Power, collective will. Do you have them…?”

Before he could finish, Ange flipped out the Bronze Book and pulled out a Blank God Statue.