Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1498 - 1059: Blow it up!

Chapter 1498: Chapter 1059: Blow it up!

The moment Ange unleashed the Universal Pull Divine Hammer, he felt an overwhelming surge of belief—a flood of relentless faith converging onto the hammer, coalescing into an unshakable will: blow it up!

He sensed something taking shape, but there was no time to think. The hammer he had thrown was already colliding with the World-Ending Strike.

First, a dazzling flash of light exploded, followed by a powerful shockwave that rippled outward. Both hammers shattered simultaneously, breaking into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

Ange extended his hand and made a grasping motion in the void. The hammer fragments, which had been scattering rapidly, began to decelerate. Even the shockwaves slowed down. Once everything had stilled, the fragments of the hammer began to pull together.

"Huh? Is it because the fragments themselves have a gravitational pull from their Subordinate Origin? Or are you collecting them on purpose, Ange?" Negris asked.

"They’ve got it naturally," Ange replied, and then flew toward the area where the fragments were dispersed.

The fragments possessed a natural gravitational force that caused space to bend around them. Ange merely needed to stop their motion, and the gravitational force within a certain range would draw them together.

The convergence followed a circular tangential pattern. Fragments along the edge spun as they pulled inward, forming several rings. The rings collided and shattered into fragments that gathered again, forming spheres. These spheres collided, scattering more fragments, which then regrouped—a process rife with random beauty.

During this process, not only did the fragments converge, but the energy resulting from the collision of the two hammers, aside from some that had dissipated, also coalesced. Finally, only a small sphere and a rotating energy sphere remained in the void.

The sphere, though small, had achieved hydrostatic equilibrium due to the overwhelming strength of its Subordinate Abyssal Power.

Once still, the sphere began to morph, eventually transforming back into the shape of a hammer—albeit one slightly larger than the original Universal Pull Divine Hammer.

A furious voice emanated from within the hammer: "Damn it, were you trying to kill me? I nearly died! Dead! Dead dead dead—!"

Ange tilted his head in confusion.

Crack! Crackle! A series of fracturing sounds followed. The hammer splintered like glass, spreading countless cracks across its surface.

Negris arrived just in time and immediately barked, "Who are you yelling at? Who are you calling damned?"

The previously furious hammer suddenly grew timid, terrified that it might actually shatter for good. Stammering, it murmured, "I... I... I meant you. Yeah, you’re the one I meant."

Quick to cower, Negris smirked and scoffed. "Hmph. With Ange’s will protecting you, even if the hammer shattered, you wouldn’t actually die. Plus, you’re a hammer—if you break after smashing something, isn’t that because you’re not tough enough? Why are you yelling about it like a spoiled brat?"

"Oh, got it," the hammer responded weakly.

Only then did Ange set his head straight, watching as the cracked hammer slowly healed itself.

Negris scrutinized it with a glance and scowled, "You’ve even grown two sizes bigger. And you’re still complaining? Damn lucky hammer, even a hammer can land on its feet."

The Universal Pull Divine Hammer had now absorbed the fragments of both hammers, visibly increasing its size. What was once a smaller hammer had now morphed into a larger one.

"Seems... seems like it," the hammer murmured timidly.

Now that Negris pointed it out, the hammer, too, realized it had grown significantly. However, compared to the terrifying chaos of being hurled into a collision, it would rather forego such growth entirely. The experience was far too harrowing.

"Seems like it? You’ve got complaints? Don’t want it? Fine, we’ll shave the excess off. Let Ange hack away the extra parts," Negris scolded.

While Negris was busy lecturing the hammer, Ange gestured with his hand, summoning the energy sphere. He felt something forming within it, and that something was right here.

The moment the energy sphere touched Ange, countless threads of energy erupted from it, flowing directly into his body, rapidly strengthening his spirit.

The immense energy not only bolstered his soul but also overflowed into the Faith Elemental Force network, sequentially illuminating each of its nodes—Negris, Anthony, Silver Coin...

After all the nodes had been lit, the residual energy, unable to dissipate, ultimately surged toward a distant point, forming an Imprint.

With a gesture resembling an offering, Ange’s palm radiated a projection of the Imprint that had just formed within him.

Negris leaned in for a closer look as Anthony arrived at the scene. Anthony gazed at the Imprint, hesitating before saying, "Lord, I felt your presence moments ago. Was it caused by this Imprint?"

Before Ange could respond, Negris interjected, "I felt it too. That energy earlier contained the faith of hundreds of thousands of Undead. It was a formidable force of belief. Ange couldn’t fully absorb it, so the energy overflowed to us. Even Silver Coin probably sensed it. But this Imprint isn’t related. I’ve never seen it before—it’s new. What kind of Imprint is this?"

"Blow it up," Ange replied.

"What do you mean?" Negris froze, utterly perplexed. Those words made no sense.

Scratching his head, Ange explained, "A Divine Technique. Blow it up."

"Pfft—this is a Divine Technique? Which God Status does it belong to? ’Blow it up’ is the name? That’s horrible! If you can’t name things, why didn’t you ask me?" Negris exclaimed in disdain.

Shaking his head, Ange replied, "It wasn’t me; they named it. No God Status involved."

"Group faith? Is that even possible?" Negris was stunned.

Divine Techniques were skills tied to a God Status, and not every God Status could awaken one. But how could a Divine Technique exist without a corresponding God Status?

This new technique—’Blow it up’—had no associated God Status. Instead, it had formed as an Imprint within Ange’s soul.

The technique was born from the unyielding faith of hundreds of thousands of Undead at their most despairing moment. In that single instance, every soul shared only one thought: blow it up.

The overwhelming will had infused the Universal Pull Divine Hammer, obliterating the World-Ending Strike, an attack powerful enough to destroy an entire plane. This demonstrated the immense potency of collective faith.

For the first time, Ange experienced faith on a level comparable to Origin itself. He now understood that Faith Elemental Force could yield destruction as fearsome as any primordial power.

This power had now crystallized into a Divine Technique, etched into his soul. With sufficient energy, Ange could unleash the attack, capable of destroying an entire plane.

"Hiss—so powerful? A Divine Technique for blowing up planes?" Negris drew a sharp breath in astonishment.

"Looks like Durken doesn’t need to shrink the Starburst Array to place it on an airship anymore. With my lord on the airship, it’ll be like having a Starburst Array standing there," Anthony remarked, equally awed.

They were brimming with loot, having preserved the ’Flower Cluster’ and even saved the freshly planted Tree of the Dead. However, before they could return to the Flower Cluster, a loud voice barked, "Who gave you permission to leave? Get back, all of you, back now."

Turning their heads, they saw the Soul Devouring King, Rigo, who had fled earlier. Apparently realizing that the ’Flower Cluster’ was unharmed, he had returned, now herding the Witch Zombie Spirits back where they belonged.