Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 1159
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Chapter 1159: Chapter 723: Lightning’s Mouth Can Be Used Like This? Chapter 1159: Chapter 723: Lightning’s Mouth Can Be Used Like This? Anthony rubbed his temples, looking incredulously in Ange’s direction. “What are you sacrificing blood for, Little Demon King? Do Ancient Gods need blood sacrifices? Isn’t it said that the power of Ancient Gods comes from their bloodline and the Void? What’s the use of a blood sacrifice? Little Demon King, can a blood sacrifice bring you power?”
The Little Demon King shook his head, clearly baffled.
Chris with the pink hem was stunned. “It can’t? Lord Devil King, can our blood sacrifice not bring you power?”
The Little Demon King replied with evident confusion, “You think by slaughtering a bunch of creatures and spilling their blood on the ground, you can give me power? Are you joking? Even if you let me eat up all of them, I wouldn’t be full. If it were that easy, I’d just find a plane and raise a bunch of creatures. It’s nonsensical. My power comes from the Chaos Mist.”
“Ah? We thought you protected us because of this. Have we been making sacrifices in vain all these years?” Chris with the pink hem felt like she had raised a child for a hundred years, only to discover it belonged to the neighbors.
Anthony frowned and asked, “Who told you to make blood sacrifices? Why should intelligent creatures be sacrificed? Don’t Mud Eating Beasts have blood?”
“Our ancestors, it’s been passed down for generations! They said that only the blood of intelligent beings has power and that by sacrificing them, we can obtain the Devil King’s protection,” Chris explained.
Anthony glanced over at Aesclis, suspecting yet another trick set up over time. The Purgatory Twins don’t consume blood or the Power of Faith; they need the Chaos Mist to survive.
Most Ancient Gods also require the Chaos Mist, only a few like Nightmare Saya and some Gods can digest the energy of belief. Therefore, the one who fooled others into making demon blood sacrifices likely is a God, and very rarely, an Ancient God.
“Lord Little Demon King, it seems someone has been doing bad things in your name for a long time,” Anthony remarked.
The Little Demon King was taken aback, “Are you saying there’s something masquerading in my name, directing these fools to make blood sacrifices? How dare they?”
“It must be a God, only Gods can digest this level of the Power of Faith. If they are impersonating your name, then their divine name naturally becomes the Devil King of Purgatory.”
Faith and divine names are connected. Just like Lisa, she stole the Harvest Goddess’s Divine Power, so naturally, she became the Harvest Goddess.
“Damn it, I am the Devil King of Purgatory. Where is he? I’ll squash him,” said the Little Demon King angrily.
The Little Demon King didn’t really care if there were a few Gods or lordlings hiding in his territory; they were all just ants to him, as long as they didn’t bother him. But an ant impersonating him?
That was unforgivable. They had to be killed.
Chris with the pink hem shook her head in confusion; she was only now discovering that someone had been impersonating the Little Demon King, her mind still a bit muddled. How could she know where the impersonator was?
Besides, this was all coming from the human in front of her. Was it even true? What if it was a mistaken guess?
Faced with such doubt, Anthony smiled and said, “Proving it is simple. Lightning, come here, curse him.”
Anthony wrote “Devil King of Purgatory” on the ground and said to Lightning.
Lightning glanced at the ground, then back at the Little Demon King, and asked in confusion, “Insult him?”
“No, not him, but another called the Devil King of Purgatory. Insult him for three hours straight and let’s see if he can take it.” Anthony corrected Lightning’s gaze, pointing at the words on the ground.
Besides prayers, blasphemy can also generate the Power of Faith. Normally, gods don’t pay attention to simple insults; after all, projecting their power consumes too much for such trivial matters with heretics.
But could Lightning’s insults be considered ‘simple’?
Once clear on Anthony’s intentions, Lightning became excitedly rubs its hands together. Could his mouth really be put to such use?
Lately, Titans had been giving it ‘massages,’ and the Son of Thunder had evolved into the ‘master’ of Thunder. But aside from being ridden, Lightning had no other abilities. Ange’s enemies were all too strong now, leaving no chance for Lightning to join the fight, which was quite disheartening.
But here was a new way to contribute: “I’ll curse him to death. First, I need to warm up. Right, what’re the low-level creatures around here? Any insulting gestures? I need to localize my vocabulary. Otherwise, if I call him a kobold and he doesn’t know what that is, he won’t get the jests, which wouldn’t be effective.”
Negris and Anthony gave a thumbs-up: “Now that’s professionalism, that’s the way.”
After learning some localized vocabulary and insulting gestures from Pink Hem, Lightning took a deep breath, stared at the words “Devil King of Purgatory” written on the ground, and started cursing, “Devil King of Purgatory, you brainless Mud Eating Beast, such a feeble Evil God that even soaked in a blood pool you wouldn’t grow, a disabled waste who only eats mud and not food, who licks poop and drinks *mother’s blood, you imbecile &Y=…#@#Y=*%Y=&#*%& (—-beep—-)”
Whether “Devil King of Purgatory” got angry or not, the Little Demon King here was immediately enraged with surging blood mist and glaring eyes, almost transforming to slap this horse to death.
Anthony immediately stopped him, channeling Divine Power, “It’s not you, it’s not you! We’re cursing that impostor, don’t get angry, it’s not you, not you—-”
This phrase “it’s not you” turned into a series of impacts that jolted the Little Demon King’s consciousness, forcibly pulling back his reason.
These words should’ve been said beforehand, but Anthony waited until now to test the effect. Judging by the Little Demon King’s reaction, it was incredibly effective. If the Little Demon King listening nearby exploded like this, how could the real target endure?
With his reason returned, the Little Demon King realized this was an experiment. He glared at the horse then at Anthony, and finally gave Ange a look before clenching his teeth fiercely, pressing his ears down to block all sound, and turned around, pretending to hear and see nothing.
With such an effect, not to mention three hours, the enemy couldn’t bear it even for three minutes. Ange, who was planting something, suddenly looked up and tossed a light toward Lightning–Guardian Barrier.
Swoosh, Ange appeared in front of Lightning in an instant, raising his hand to intercept.
A force from an unknown source slammed into the Guardian Barrier, but alas, it couldn’t break the Barrier. The power was greatly diminished upon arrival, failing to even damage the barrier, let alone reach the ‘shield’ in Ange’s hand.
The remnants of the force scattered slightly, forming an angry voice: “Who is it! Who is it! Which heretic reeks so bad! I’ll kill you! Divine punishment! Kill you! Kill… kill… kill… uh, this… so many people here? Ah, hello? Hehe, hehe, just passing by, I’ll leave first…”
As the voice raged about killing, Ange, the Little Demon King, and Pink Hem gathered around, all smiling gleefully at it, especially the Little Demon King, with flames practically shooting from his eyes.
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