Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 106: The Elf is Going Crazy Looking for You (Two in one) _3
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Could there be other angels who died here?
Under Negris’s command, the Purple Skeleton Tribespeople continued their cleanup until all the rubble was dug up and a complete rock layer was exposed. Yet they didn’t find Steadfast Locke’s skeleton or any other angel wings.
“Either another angel died here, or the Six-winged Archangel only had one slot for his shoulder blade, and the other wings were attached to the first pair,” Negris guessed.
“Roar!” Ange turned his head and shouted towards the pit. To find out the exact situation, they just needed to get the Angel Skeleton to examine its body; its wings belonged to a Six-winged archangel after all.
But after Ange called out, the Angel Skeleton was nowhere in sight for a long time.
Negris sighed, “It must have run off somewhere again. Ange, it’s dangerous to let them run around like this. Didn’t the Purple Skeleton Clan mention a big black cat in the forest? Based on their description, it is very likely a Night Blade Leopard. But it’s too big, able to bite through the body of the Purple Corpse in one bite. This kind of leopard is no smaller than a Mixed -Blood Titan.”
As he was speaking, a flash of light suddenly burst in the distant forest.
Negris’ eyes widened in shock, “Flash of Holy Light! No, the Angel Skeleton! Lightning, hurry over.”
It was in vain, Lightning was not nearby. Wherever Purple Corpse was, you would never be able to find Lightning because Purple Corpse particularly liked its ‘little pony.’
Luther needed to release his fighting spirit to suppress it, but Purple Corpse didn’t. With pure physical strength, a grasp and a hug were enough to hold it down. So now, when it sees Purple Corpse, it ran off as far as it could, just like a mouse would run from a cat.
After calling for Lightning twice without it appearing, Negris immediately had a bad feeling. Sure enough, he felt his body sink as Ange climbed onto him.
What could be done? Fly. Flapping his wings and carrying Ange, he flew forward. Not satisfied with the pace, Ange even used a pollen spell to aid him.
As they flew into the forest, from afar they saw the rustling of the trees in the forest. Soon, a horse, a skeleton with drooping bone wings, a zombie, a Sword Saint stuffing his mouth with beetroot, were all seen dragging a huge black leopard towards them.
The Purple Skeleton Tribespeople who ran over in a hurly-burly were dumbfounded, they said in disbelief: “Big black cat, you guys killed the big black cat? How is that possible?”
This black leopard had been harassing the Purple Skeleton Clan for many years. Although they could drive it away every time, there was never an opportunity to kill it.
Something that even twenty mixed-blood Titans couldn’t do, was accomplished by these four guys?
The Angel Skeleton saw Ange and quickly ran over, patting its ribcage and then pointing at the big black leopard, “Roar!”
It wasn’t the four guys who accomplished it, but Luther who took on the leopard’s attack while the Angel Skeleton shot it in the stomach. The two of them managed to kill it.
That night, the Purple Skeleton Tribespeople and Luther, who hadn’t tasted meat in a long time, ate heartily, their mouths full of oil. Ange claimed the remaining skeleton, stuffed it into the Resting Palace, Magical Beast Skeleton +1.
They were busy for a month, only finding one sacred corpse. They didn’t find any wings or Locke’s skeleton, so they had to return home disappointingly.
Before they left, Negris bribed Lightning to lead it to the depths of the pit. At the place where the crater was made from the impact of the Angel skeleton, it urinated beautifully.
“This isn’t Locke’s grave. What’s the point of making me pee here?” Lightning couldn’t understand Negris’s logic.
Negris snorted disdainfully, “He could only die together with his opponent, but
I can pee on his grave. Who’s better?”
“No, you can’t.” Lightning snorted disdainfully, “I’m better.”
Once again, Negris felt the urge to cut off this ‘horse’s’ horn.
Everyone teleported back one by one through the Teleportation Array. As soon as they came out of the array, Anna eagerly ran over to greet the Little Sapling.
After playing for a while, she suddenly remembered something, “Oh right, sir. The elves have been looking for you like crazy..”