Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1209 - Chapter 1209 Chapter 773 Come Back Ill Help You Give Birth to

Chapter 1209: Chapter 773: Come Back, I’ll Help You Give Birth to One Chapter 1209: Chapter 773: Come Back, I’ll Help You Give Birth to One “Your Majesty really knows how to be domineering,” Anthony said. “If you chop everyone you don’t recognize, then there’s no need to distinguish which faction they’re from.”

Negris disagreed, “But what if we hit the wrong person, what if we hit one of our own? The Old Immortal might be saving himself the trouble, but it will cause us a lot of problems later on.”

“Given His Majesty’s habits, after chopping someone down, he should collect the enemy’s soul,” Anthony said. “If it’s one of our own, we can just grant them eternal life afterward.”

“Alright, that does sound like something the Old Immortal would do,” Negris said with frustration. As he was about to add something more, he suddenly noticed that Ange was crouched over, silently screaming something in soul speak, with no indication of what it might be.

“What are you screaming about?” Negris asked out of curiosity.

Ange pointed ahead towards the Void, and quickly ‘whoosh,’ a snail rushed in front of them.

“Did you call me? I’m still gathering energy, I’m not full yet, just have this much,” the Super Speed Snail said.

It formed a small clump of energy as it spoke.

Ange pushed the energy back to it and said, “Carry me, come back, help you birth, one.”

The snail cocked its head, its eyes bulging.

Normal snails didn’t have such big eyes, and it certainly didn’t have such a rich body language at first; it had clearly learned this recently, and it was evident who had taught it.

Negris had to translate, “He means let you carry him to the Chaos Plane, and after you’re done, come back to help you conceive and have a baby, but you can only have one.”

“Okay, okay, really? I don’t have to gather energy anymore?” asked the Super Speed Snail excitedly.

“Of course, it’s true, but do you agree? Just one?” Negris asked.

“Of course, I agree, because I can only have one,” the Super Speed Snail said as a matter of course. “With our size, having one is already more than we can support. If we were to have babies freely, we’d chew through the Void.”

Negris and Anthony heaved a sigh of relief. The thing they had been most worried about was resolved just like that; it turns out even Ancient Gods like the Iron Scale Cleaner had the worries of not being able to afford their offspring.

Ange flipped over and mounted it, Little Angel and Little Zombie also hurriedly jumped on, the snail’s back was packed full.

Ange quickly patted the snail’s head, “Not enough room, grow.”

“Oh.” Facing Ange, who could help it bear a child, the Iron Scale Cleaner was extremely cooperative and quickly stretched out its body.

Although it was called the Super Speed Snail, it was actually an incarnation of the Iron Scale Cleaner, and it had no shell or anything on its back, so it was easy to stretch out long.

Anthony and Locke also rode up, Negris was projected onto Ange’s body, squeezed into the space, and the rest were stuffed in there too.

Leaving Anthony was to provide advice, and leaving Locke was to ensure the Monarch wouldn’t chop the wrong person again.

“Alright, let’s head to the Chaos Plane,” Negris shouted loudly.

Whoosh, the snail darted out, leaving everyone else behind…

“It’s too fast, I can hardly stay on,” Anthony said awkwardly.

In the end, they had no choice but to ask the snail to continue adjusting, making a backrest-like indentation and attaching seat belts. Then off went the long snail, carrying several people at high speed.

One advantage of traveling in the Void is that no matter how swiftly you drive, the wind won’t painfully scrape your face or prevent you from speaking. While the Super Speed Snail was speeding along, Anthony began reporting the intelligence they had gathered.

“According to the descriptions of those who escaped from behind, the vicinity of the Chaos Plane has turned into a complete mess; several unidentified forces are attacking each other.”

“The most formidable among them is a Giant Beast Corps. They are massive in size, with sturdy bodies, enormous strength, well-trained, and coordinate effectively. Practically no one can withstand their attacks.”

“However, although they have the size of Giant Beasts, they’re not Ancient Gods. Instead, they resemble some kind of summoned beasts. Someone actually saw their adversaries pull out statues and summon them. The problem is, summoned beasts have never been seen on the Chaos Plane before; that’s something you’d only find in Knight novels.”

“Statues?” Negris couldn’t help but interrupt Anthony at this point because it remembered something that Ange had acquired not so long ago.

Anthony, of course, knew what it was curious about and said with a shrug, “I don’t know if it’s the same thing. Jumping from one statue to Big Mouth’s ‘calculus’ might be a bit premature.”

Alright then, Negris gestured with a claw, signaling Anthony to continue.

“The other two factions are made up of Ancient Gods. Others may not recognize them, but Helan does. They are the vassals of two other Primordial Gods–the Dark Origin and Hole Bug. These guys have been fighting with Helan’s led Chaotic Undead Legion for quite some time,” Anthony went on.

“Dark Origin?” Before this, Drosa and Dimali had explained in detail all the Primordial Gods of the Chaos Plane, and they were very familiar with Abyssal Big Mouth and Hole Bug, but this Dark Origin was not well understood.

“Yes, the Dark Origin. A Primordial God who is very adept at using the power of darkness. He is the archenemy of Abyssal Big Mouth, and the latter’s avatars, Dark Wing and Chaotic Holy Spirit, were created by devouring the power of the Dark Origin,” Anthony explained.

Aegis asked with curiosity, “What about the vassals of Hole Bug? Why would the vassals of Hole Bug also get involved in such a battle? He doesn’t seem like the type to fight.”

“Er, the so-called ‘vassals’ here refer to the creatures that live in the holes nibbled out by the Hole Bug. They claim to be vassals of the Hole Bug, but they don’t have any direct relationship with it. They’re more like a bunch of faith-leeching fake believers,” Anthony clarified.

With that analogy, Negris instantly understood.

Anthony then continued, “Nevertheless, because they’ve lived in the spaces carved out by the Hole Bug for a long time, they possess strong spatial abilities. They’re elusive and very difficult to deal with.”

“Basically, those are the three forces. They seem to be struggling over something, fighting so fiercely. Unless His Majesty shows up, because if His Majesty appears, he would cut down all three sides at once. So at times like that, they would unite to resist the dominion of the Undead,” Anthony said.

“Wow, it sounds so intense. The Old Immortal seems like the ultimate Great Demon King. Can they withstand him?” Negris asked.

Anthony laughed and shook his head, “No, they can’t. It usually ends with them scattering and fleeing for their lives.”

“Then how can that be called resisting together?” Negris said, somewhat annoyed.

“I’m not the one who said it; I’m just relaying the information,” Anthony responded.

Just then, Ange suddenly turned his head to look towards the front and patted the Super Speed Snail’s head, signaling it to slow down. Then he stood up on the snail’s back.

From the Void ahead, a shadow emerged from the darkness and said, “Little ones, are you lost? What brings you out here? This place is very dangerous, you know.”