Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 883 - 490 You Illiterate Dragon_2
Chapter 883: Chapter 490 You Illiterate Dragon_2
Chapter 883: Chapter 490 You Illiterate Dragon_2
As soon as he saw her pulling out the Spatial Bag, Negris’s heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself that a fully intact Lava Demon’s heart could not possibly be placed inside a Spatial Bag, unless her Spatial Bag was like Ange’s Dimensional Space, containing air and water.
Some objects with strong energy reactions must be in a dormant state to be placed inside a Spatial Bag, just like you cannot put a bucket of burning charcoal into a sealed box, but it can be stored freely when not burning.
However, if a Demon Heart is dormant, it is no longer a heart.
As expected, what she pulled out was a stone, a heart-shaped stone.
The Hand of the Mage held it as it slowly fell to the ground, and Aesani, slightly embarrassed, said, “When I found it, it still had a few sparks, and from its body, I comprehended many arcane secrets of magic, only I don’t know when it extinguished. I wonder if it could be used to throw for a chance at rebirth?”
Negris gave Silver Coin a look, and Silver Coin could not help but force a smile. It was his mistake for not verifying the validity of the client’s property. If a living heart of a Demon Lord could be worth twenty million Demon Crystals, then this extinguished heart was just a stone.
Despite her failing eyesight, Aesani’s magic perception was very sharp. Perceiving the subtle interactions between Negris and Silver Coin, she said apologetically, “Is it not possible? I also think it’s not, it’s all little Enki, who kept urging me to try, I am really sorry for wasting your time.”
Enki, who was waiting nearby, couldn’t help but interject, “I’ll pay, I will pay for her rebirth costs.”
“You can’t, little Enki. I understand your feelings toward me, but I appreciate your intentions. I am much older than you, we are not suitable,” Aesani decisively refused.
“No, Principal Aesani, I will always remember the moment you walked towards me from the lectern. Age should not be a barrier between us. I am willing to give everything for you,” Enki said excitedly.
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Negris shrugged his shoulders, feeling as if the scales on his body were about to be dissolved by acidity. Once the scales fell off, he would certainly be covered in goosebumps.
While they were arguing about who would pay, Ange had already approached the Demon Heart, poking it with a finger with no response.
Ange took out the Concentrated Insect Ash Liquid and dropped a drop on it.
Where the Insect Ash Liquid fell, bubbles first appeared, releasing tiny bubbles, and the stone’s surface began to peel off. Slowly, the Insect Ash Liquid started to smoke and was quickly evaporated, revealing a tiny fire spot on the stone heart.
This fire spot was not even as big as a hemorrhoid and seemed like it was about to extinguish immediately. Ange hastily infused it with flames, aiding its burning.
Aesani, half-lying on the bed, sat up in fright, for she sensed a superfast fluctuation of Fire Element.
At her age, her eyes could no longer see, and she “viewed” things through magic perception. If she were not a powerful Arcanist, she would be just like a ninety-year-old grandmother, lying in a chair bathing in the sun, needing to be shouted at to communicate.
However, she still possessed sharp magic perception, a capability that does not decline with age but instead becomes more sensitive. She now saw Fire Elements crazily rushing in, converging onto Ange’s body.
She could no longer sense Ange, only a massive congregation of Fire Elements changing at a very rapid frequency.
“God… God of Truth and Law?” A name arose in Aesani’s mind.
No one paid her any mind, their attention all captivated by the Demon Heart. They saw the faint fire spot on the stone heart, which as more and more Fire Elements were injected, grew brighter and then, with a snap, the stone shell burst from both ends of the fire spot, enlarging a bit.
Enlarging a bit might lead to two, three, four, five, six, seven… The split continued to extend, spreading rapidly like a spiderweb across the entire heart, making the Demon Heart appear as if it had just been extracted from molten lava, with incandescent lines heating the surrounding air.
The Concentrated Insect Ash Liquid rebirthed a fire spot, and using a basic Fire Magic, Ange forcefully burst it open.
However, Negris quickly noticed a problem, “It didn’t beat, the heart didn’t beat, there’s no rebirth.”
“Ah? It beats? No, it never did in my hands, it’s always been like this, it never beat,” Aesani exclaimed in surprise.
“Without consciousness, it won’t beat. If it had consciousness, you probably couldn’t control it. Let’s leave it non-beating. Where did you find it?” Negris asked.
“Inside a dormant volcano, I underwent my graduation trial and entered one, where I found it,” Aesani said.
At that moment, Ange suddenly reached into the Temple of Rest.
Aesani and Enki both jumped in shock, “Spatial penetration? My goodness, are you a Fire Truther or a Space Mage?”
A Fire Truth Mage who also practices Space Magic? Isn’t that too bizarre?
Angelo’s bony hand fluttered lonely inside the Temple of Rest, finding a brazier and lighting it.
As flames sprouted from the brazier and a thought suspiciously projected onto the flames, Ange grabbed the flame and pulled it toward him.
The Lord of Terror was bewildered, feeling dizzy and suddenly being pulled away, what was happening? Wasn’t it just a projection?
Projecting consciousness onto the brazier should mean, even if the brazier were smashed, it would just retract into its physical form. Why would grabbing the brazier pull its consciousness out of its body?
This was as absurd as using the Eagle Eye Technique to spy on someone bathing, only for the watched person to angrily wave their hand, which slaps you miles away — utterly ridiculous.
However, when it saw Ange, it immediately understood — only Ange from across the planes could pull it through the brazier, then it was brought before a mass of molten heart.
“Demon Lord?! Heart of Molten Fire!? A bit stronger than in my time,” the Lord of Terror exclaimed in shock.
“You killed a Demon Lord?” the tone of the Lord of Terror trembled.
“Eh? Empty? No soul?” the Lord of Terror was surprised.
“For me?” the Lord of Terror asked tentatively?
Ange nodded.
“I… I… I…” Overwhelmed by the surprise, the Lord of Terror was at a loss for words.
It was utterly unlucky back then, beaten to death without reason and transformed into the Earth Monument, but all the nearby lava was banished to the Void by the Undead King, so it could not regain power for a rebirth.
That was bad enough, but it was then forced to farm a farm of Minotaurs, having no choice but to deceive and trick around, believing it could never return to its original level as the Demon Overlord. Suddenly, a Demon Lord’s heart was presented in front of it.
The heart was alive, but its consciousness was erased — perfect for it as if prepared by its master.
It thought Ange had killed a Demon Lord, erased its soul, and left the heart for it, feeling incredibly moved.
“My Lord, from now on, I am your servant,” stabilizing its excited emotions, the Lord of Terror declared solemnly.
As it spoke, a contract slowly unfolded in the air — a demon’s pact of servitude; only this time, instead of someone else’s signature, the Lord of Terror’s name was inscribed.
Negris leaned over to look at the demonic script, translating word by word, “Black Smoke Ring from the stones popping with fire? Is that your real name? Pfft — quite unique.”
The Lord of Terror said resentfully, “You illiterate dragon, these symbols in the name are pronounced ‘volcanic eruption’, hmph!”
After speaking, it ignored Negris and submerged itself into the Demon Heart. With its entry, the Demon Heart began to beat fiercely, squeezing out flames with each throbbing pulse. The soil on the ground quickly melted, flowing like lava onto the heart, enveloping it.
More and more lava wrapped around the heart, slowly forming a Molten Giant, which then rose gradually from the ground.
