Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 1068

Chapter 1068: Chapter 633: Seeing the Undead, Someone is Outside Chapter 1068: Chapter 633: Seeing the Undead, Someone is Outside Negris had never actually seen the Dragon God in its complete form, and this wasn’t passed down through the bloodline either, so after Ange finished speaking, he was a bit confused.

“Complete form? Isn’t this muscular state you’ve transformed into now the complete form?” Negris asked.

Ange shook his head.

“What kind of complete form? What exactly has the bloodline passed down to you?” Negris said, troubled.

He wouldn’t doubt Ange’s words; he was just somewhat frustrated–being a direct descendant of the Dragon God himself, why couldn’t he inherit what Ange could?

Of course, he knew the reason. Knowing the reason only made it more frustrating; it’s one thing for the Dragon God not to pass it to him, alleging favouritism, but not inheriting it because he was too weak was another.

It was probably necessary to master the first form of the Dragon God Transformation to awaken this part of the knowledge, something none of the Giant Dragons managed to do.

“Why is the body of the Serpent of Misfortune able to transform into the Dragon God’s complete form? Could the Serpent of Misfortune be an illegitimate child of the Dragon God?” Negris muttered cynically about the unreliable Dragon God, then asked, “How do we pursue? It has disappeared.”

Ange nodded, reversed the grip on his Lightning Spear, and from the point of the spear, expanded a huge electrical net in the otherwise empty Void.

Ange scratched his head, troubled, and started manipulating the electrical net. Under his control, the chaotic electric sparks obediently lined up like strokes of a painter’s brush and quickly formed the corresponding outlines.

“Are you summoning the Thunder Chariot?” Negris asked.

Ange nodded.

“Whose?”

Ange trailed down the spear, passing a string of electric orbs until he settled on the largest, belonging to the Titan God King Tyranus. Ange was summoning Tyranus’s Thunder Chariot.

The Thunder Chariot of a Titan is an elemental creation, formed from condensed elements, using exclusively the Titan’s own power.

However, due to its complex structure, it wasn’t possible to conjure it instantaneously. Therefore, from a young age, Titans began crafting their chariots, transforming their own energy into a stable Thunder construct, storing it within their bodies to be summoned when necessary.

Due to the immense energy expenditure, typically, the stronger and older the Titan, the more ‘luxurious’ the Thunder Chariot–‘luxurious’ in terms of combat power, space, comfort level, energy reserves, and other top-tier aspects.

Among them, undoubtedly, the most ‘luxurious’ was the chariot of the Titan God King.

As Ange scratched his head summoning, he occasionally slapped the largest orb hard, creating cracking noises. Clearly, this electric orb was somewhat reluctant to surrender its Thunder Chariot.

But since they were all strung on the spear, how could it resist Ange’s powerful slap? Thus, an ultra-giant, ultra-luxurious Thunder Chariot slowly took shape.

Ange summoned over the first Titan he had captured, asking him to teach him how to control the chariot.

The Titan was confused, “Teach? I don’t know how, do you need to learn to control a chariot? Isn’t it supposed to respond to your will?”

“Oh,” Ange nodded in understanding, then dismissed the Titan.

Negris found it a bit baffling, “What do you ‘oh’ for? What did he tell you that made you ‘oh’?”

“Thunder, at the will of the heart,” Ange reiterated in the Titan’s tone.

“Uh, that lets you learn how to control the chariot… chariot…” Negris hadn’t finished speaking when he felt the Thunder Chariot shoot forward, quickly moving through the Void.

“Kvada, can it really be? He just said a phrase and you’ve learned how to control the chariot? How do you control it?” Negris asked.

Ange stretched out his left hand forward, slinging out an electric arc, then bent it back to hit the chariot’s port side. The electric arc tugged at Ange’s left flank, drawing a large arc.

The Thunder Battle Vehicle immediately swerved to the left.

Ange swung a lightning arc to the right, straightening the vehicle’s direction.

After the demonstration, Negris suddenly understood, “So this is how it’s controlled; it really is quite intuitive.”

Ange steered the Thunder Battle Vehicle forward into the void, followed by about thirty Titans, with Heaven’s Fortress at the rear, all moving mightily forward.

No one knew how far they had traveled when a Goblin Airship abruptly appeared ahead. Ange immediately raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop.

The Titans’ Thunder Battle Vehicles halted on command, but Heaven’s Fortress zigzagged, struggling to stop, and finally took a hard ninety-degree turn upwards, covering a few more kilometers before it barely managed to brake.

In the control room, Redemption fiercely wiped the sweat from his brow, and the shadows on the floor spontaneously did the same, “Lord, why did you suddenly stop? We almost crashed.”

“There’s an airship ahead,” Ange said, the Ring of Balance appearing on his back. In the pitch-black void, numerous figures appeared before his eyes.

In such pitch-black void, it was as if everyone were at the silent bottom of the sea, unable to discern distant objects.

Even gods or those mourning would be at a loss in this situation, for the void was too vast, and the gap between gods and men could be leveled here.

When both the gods and men could not see, what difference did it make here?

The only difference was Libra, for he had a special ability in the void with the Ring of Balance–to weigh everything.

Weighing the distance, the opponent’s mass, volume, length, etc. Just seeing a little bit could make the opponent’s presence very clear.

So he spotted the other, and even weighed many details about them, knowing it was a Goblin Airship. However, the other hadn’t detected him.

“An airship? A Goblin Airship? Could it be the Sorcerer Alliance? That can’t be, right?” Negris said in surprise.

This was the Master Plane, not the Star Burst Plane; couldn’t be that the Sorcerer Alliance’s airship had flown here, right? Or was it an airship built by the goblins of the Master Plane?

Ange tilted his head in hesitation.

Negris also seemed at a loss, encountering anything else might be manageable, and at worst, they could just fight. But running into a Goblin Airship, such a harmless entity, attacking directly seemed a bit overdone, right?

“Why don’t you go check it out alone? Wear the straw hat,” Negris suggested.

Ange nodded, dug out the straw scarecrow hat that hadn’t been used in a long time, placed it on his head, and with a strong kick, he gradually floated towards the direction ahead.

As he got closer, Negris could also see clearly the Goblin Airship and the goblins on it.

A goblin, who was apparently using some magic equipment for breathing, climbed to the deck, opened his trousers, and began to relieve himself off the side, twisting his body while doing so, which made the stream of urine wobble like a snake.

Quickly, Ange changed direction, moving from the side of the ship to the top, floating over the goblin’s head.

The goblin looked up, feeling something floating by, and immediately lifted his head to see a human slowly drifting past.

So magical, a person in the void? The goblin was slightly dazed, raised his hand unconsciously, and if he hadn’t been biting on the respirator, he probably would have said: Are you here to use the toilet too?

After greeting, the goblin then realized the situation, suddenly shivered, hurriedly stuffed back what he hadn’t finished releasing into his trousers, ignoring the residual urine dampening his pants, and bolted towards the cabin.

Upon bursting into the cabin, he shrieked, “I’ve seen the Undead! There’s someone outside, a living person!”