Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 691: Chapter 388: Hurry to the City of Light, Help!”_1
 

The enemy threw a Mourning Skeleton at you… The Lord of Mourning!?

As Harvey sprang forward like an arrow that had been released from the bow, stepping on air as if it were solid ground, the God of Shadows felt a buzz that overwhelmed his consciousness.

Even if Ange had thrown a Great Angel at him, he wouldn’t have been so shocked, the Lord of Mourning, the Lord of Mourning! In the past, the Gods of Light were routed by two Lords of Mourning. Now, fighting it alone, a Lord of Mourning was also thrown out?

Before the God of Shadows could recover, Ange casually threw out a Six-winged Archangel. As soon as the little angel holding the Great Angel’s Staff appeared, he excitedly spread his wings, only to be slapped in the head by Ange.

“Ouch?!” The Little Angel let out an angry cry.

“Ouch!” Ange pointed even more angrily at the tens of thousands of Sorrow Angels in the distance.

The Little Angel pouted, waving the Great Angel’s Staff, and charged forward with excitement.

“Really… Really a Great Angel?” The God of Shadows was dumbfounded, what kind of combination is this? A Great Angel with the Lord of Mourning?@@novelbin@@

Furthermore, where did he get these things? A summon? But there wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of a summon.

The God of Shadows consciousness buzzes, but his movements are swift, he quickly changed his position, as the shadow of the Sorrow Angel he had just inhabited, had been targeted by Harvey and blasted with a punch.

It was literally a punch that exploded, the Sorrow Angel exhausted all its defenses and attacks, but couldn’t withstand Harvey’s light punch.

But what was even more horrifying to the God of Shadows continued to happen, Ange dipped his hand in and pulled out another Lord of Mourning.

“It’s… it’s over, two Mourning Skeletons, are enough to wipe us all out.” The God of Shadows mumbled in a dazed state.

Back in the heyday of the Church of Light, all the gods came together, and there were three Great Angels, but they were all blown up by two Lords of Mourning. The even more terrifying Undead King hadn’t made a move yet, and the gods were already scattering.

Now, there are only a few gods left in the church, and they’re not united, how are they supposed to fight?

Ange continued to reach out…

“There’s… there’s more?” Two Lords of Mourning were already insane enough, plus a Great Angel, you’re still going to pull out more?

Ange pulled out a human.

“Phew—a human, thank God, I knew it, there can’t be that many perverts.” The God of Shadows let out a long sigh of relief.

This human spread out three pairs of black wings.

“Pfft… Fallen Great Angel? Is that Shamara? No, that’s impossible, the holy lady can’t possibly fall from grace and become a Great Angel, this aura, is it Luna?”

Following that, a graceful figure was hoisted out, appearing obediently by his side.

“The… The Goddess of Redemption? Why is the Goddess of Redemption in his hands?” The God of Shadows continued to buzz, Is this still the arrogant Goddess of Redemption? Why has she now become as obedient as a young female slave?

The array of individuals before him had shocked the God of Shadows for a full year, the figure emerging from the shadow of the horse with a hat was no longer drawing his attention.

The hat perched on the horse’s head was tossed into the air, puffing up into a large hair ball of fifty meters in diameter.

“A… A Dimension Beast? Kvada, I know who he is now.” The God of Shadows slowly came to his senses.

One after another, flying dragons squeezed out of the hair, carrying Titan Giants on their backs.

The God of Shadows gave up, gathering some Sorrow Angels to ambush those who were trying to kill Ange and the others. It was his idea, he never thought the ambush would fail, and turned into a death trap.

But this isn’t his fault, it’s not that the God of Shadows isn’t strong enough, it’s that the enemy has the Mourning.

The two Lords of Mourning might be fine, everyone could split up and run, but now, not only the Lords of Mourning, but also a bunch of angel gods, would be nice if half of them could escape.

Since they can’t escape anyway, why not just…

The God of Shadows slowly descended, then popped out from the shadow of that horse. He dared not sneak into Ange’s shadow, nor dared to sneak into the Goddess of Redemption’s shadow.

Shadow traversal is amazing, but it also has significant limitations. If the owner of the shadow is very powerful, then sneaking into their shadow is more like a self-made trap.

After weighing up, he decided the horse was the least harmful.

As soon as he emerged, Ange turned his gaze towards him, locking him in.

“I surrender, don’t attack!” The God of Shadows cried desperately, he had a feeling that if he shouted a moment later, Ange’s attack would come down.

Some terrifying power slowly dissipated, but Ange’s gaze was still locked on him.

The God of Shadows took a deep breath and said urgently: “I surrender, as long as you give me an empty divine status, I am willing to surrender and become your deputy god.”

Hearing the words ‘deputy god’, Ange shook his head: “No, too many.”

The God of Shadows was stunned, what does that mean? Too many deputy gods? Who worries about having too many deputy gods in this day and age?

The figures of Negris, Durken, and other people reflected on Ange, who were about to laugh out loud. To save the God of Shadows from dying out of sheer rage, Negris quickly intervened: “What he means is that you must demonstrate greater value, otherwise, it’s not worth a divine status.”

“Who are you?” The God of Shadows was dumbfounded again, where did this voice come from?

“A deputy god, the God of Knowledge.” Negris said.

“You? You’re also a deputy god?” When Arbitration was chatting with the Bronze Dragon, it saw it too, but didn’t expect, the dignified God of Knowledge to be a deputy god too?

Kvada, can the God of Knowledge only be a deputy god? Is the threshold for surrender so high?

With a shift of his thoughts, the God of Shadows said: “I can make these Sorrow Angels not run away, allowing you to eliminate them, otherwise if they scatter, it will be very difficult for you all to eliminate them.”

Negris chuckled: “It’s alright, you don’t really think we only have these people, do you? The Elf Empire, Dwarven Empire, Dragon Clan, Republic of Stellaris, the Eastern and Western Diocese, they have all united, you guys are, fighting against a whole plane.”

The God of Shadows was taken aback, how could this be? Different races could unite so quickly?

There are heaps of historical feuds among these races, even with plane security meetings it is impossible for everyone to unite in a short period of time, unless there is someone with enough prestige to lead them.

Who could have such prestige to unite the whole plane?

The God of Shadows could only say in half belief half doubt: “So, do you want to know why arbitration is launching the Armageddon trial?”

“What do you mean? Does the God of Arbitration have any tricks up his sleeve? Destroying food and fields, and starving everyone to death can’t be his real goal, can it?” Negris, Durken, and the Great Sage were all startled.

“Of course not, starving ordinary people wouldn’t starve you guys, he couldn’t be so stupid. Give me the divine status, and I’ll tell you his purpose.”

Seeing the earnest look on the God of Shadows, everyone hesitated. Could it be that the God of Arbitration really had a plan up his sleeve? This would be reasonable, no matter how stupid Arbitration was, he couldn’t possibly starve his source of power, the believers.

Should they exchange the divine status for this information? After all, Ange could grow more.

While everyone was hesitating, Ange suddenly tilted his head. Anthony was eagerly calling for him: “Lord, Lord, I know what the God of Arbitration wants to do, you guys come to the City of Light quickly, please, save me!”