Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 814: Chapter 459: Magician’s Ladder

It was normal to mistake them for living creatures; who could instantly spot even a hint of shadow from these vivid bodies without either keen perception or direct examination?

But direct examination was too impolite and could easily spark conflict, plus it was beyond the abilities of these two Goblins.

Realizing this, Silver Coin immediately stepped forward to greet them, “Hello, brothers, what’s happening? Has something occurred? Can you tell me about it so that my family can be prepared?”

“Eh? Goblin brothers? That’s a surprise. How could there be Goblin brothers in such a remote place? Hello, hello. I didn’t notice you just now. We Goblins are too easily overlooked. We need to stick together more.”

Seeing that Silver Coin was a Goblin, the two Goblins immediately warmed up, and the one in the back even grabbed his weapon and hopped down from the Mechanical Flying Car.

What was Silver Coin? A sly merchant, of course, he quickly took advantage of the conversation to cozy up to them.

While the others were focused on Silver Coin, Negris, Anthony, and Durken began to talk quietly among themselves.

“Mechanical Flying Car, there’s a Floating Magic Array on the bottom and also some nozzles. It should be able to hover and accelerate for a short time,” Durken observed.

Anthony, however, was fixated on the two spheres attached to the front of the flying car, “What are those two spheres? They give me the creeps.”

“Your senses are sharp. I didn’t feel anything, but if they give you the creeps, then they must be Soul Storm weapons. Be careful not to set them off. We don’t know if we’re in the blast radius from this distance,” Durken commented.

Negris got curious about something else, “You can sense bad stuff? How come you’re like Shamara? Did you steal her skills or what?”

Anthony replied with irritation, “Impossible. Her skills are Divine Techniques, mine are from experience. If you, like me, had spent a thousand years skirting on the edge of danger, you would also develop a sense for danger.”

“I’ve been single for tens of thousands of years, and I haven’t developed any sense for female dragons, have I? Nonsense,” Negris scoffed.

Anthony was surprised, “You’ve got it backwards, right? To sense female dragons, shouldn’t you meet more of them? When you’ve met a new female dragon every day for ten thousand years, you’re bound to develop a sense about them.”

Negris was stunned. What Anthony said made a lot of sense. How could he argue? Forget every day, even if it were once a year, that would mean ten thousand female dragons. Where would the Dragon Clan have that many? It was because of this he hadn’t developed such a sensory ability.

Negris held his head, falling into a spiral of doubt about his species and himself.

While they murmured among themselves, Silver Coin had nearly finished his conversation, and the two warmly said goodbye.

With Silver Coin returned, the two Goblins began to drive the Mechanical Flying Car around the cemetery. Clearly, their task might be to patrol for any Undead that escaped notice.

Silver Coin motioned for everyone to leave. After they had left the cemetery, Silver Coin shared the news he had gathered from the others.

“They are indeed dropping Magic Eggs that target the Undead, calling them Annihilation Spheres, which produce a brief but intense Soul Impact wave, shattering the souls of all the Undead creatures.”

“They are clearing the cemetery to eliminate Undead Guards, to clear the way for the descent of the Magician Ladders.”

“They have come down for disaster relief, and they chose this place because Northern Wind City is easy to defend and hard to attack. As long as the roads are blocked, the large swarms of Undead can’t get through.”

“They hadn’t anticipated that trapping the Undead King would lead to the collapse of order on the surface. Several cities have already suffered widespread famines, killing most of their population. They estimate that if relief does not arrive, at least two-thirds of all living creatures on the surface will die.”

“To prevent such a disaster, they are deploying Magician Ladders to distribute food for relief.”

Anthony listened and nodded. After hearing everything, he said, “That’s a good deed, but what exactly are Magician Ladders? Can six of these ladders distribute enough disaster relief food to meet the needs of the whole world?”

All of a sudden, Ange lifted his head and looked up into the sky.

At that moment, the sun had already sunk below the horizon, and the ground was not illuminated by sunlight, but the high altitude, due to curvature, was still bathed in light. A giant object was slowly descending in the light.

It was a long pillar topped with a dish, from which a dozen ‘chains’ dangled, each holding three rings of diminishing size.

At first glance, one might mistake it for an umbrella-shaped ornament, but the central pillar was a staggering seven hundred meters tall and over sixty meters in diameter—a colossal creation completely defying ordinary logic.

This colossal object descended slowly, finally landing on the flat ground in front of the Undead cemetery.

Ange had seen even greater constructs—the Holy Kingdom, which was remodeled from a smaller Plane with only a hole dug in the center and buildings constructed on the surface, keeping most of the primary structure unchanged.

However, this colossal object was a completely fabricated construct, from the main supporting pillar to the ‘chains’ hanging down.

Now that they were closer, Ange and the others could see that those ‘chains’ were made up of connected storage compartments, each with a rope ladder attached.

Many compartments opened, and out rushed several devices akin to the Mechanical Flying Car driven by the two Goblins earlier. Each of these cars had a Floating Magic Array underneath, which was now twinkling, supporting the cars as they slowly descended.