Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Death by Raindrops_l

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Feilin saw the demon gliding close to the ground from far away and his face changed dramatically, “Oh no, it’s the high-level devil Turus Magma. My lord, be careful.”

“Lord Feilin, do you know this demon?” Aisike asked.

“Is there any powerhouse in this world that I wouldn’t recognize? Well, okay, except for the Lofen siblings. Humans grow up too fast. They aren’t even twenty yet, and already one is a low order swordsaint, and the other is a high-level sword fighter. Absolute geniuses.” Feilin exclaimed.

Anna of the Lofen family, who returned with Lisa this time, has already been introduced, but her brother, Luther Lofen, has yet to be met, a rare early stage swordsaint in recent years.

“Is this demon strong? Even you can’t defeat it?” Aisike was surprised. Just a few hours ago, he wouldn’t have asked this. Still, after witnessing Ange’s firmness for four hours, he now has an almost blind admiration for him.

Feilin shook his head, “Not exactly. If our lord were in his true form, we wouldn’t have to worry. But the lord is now an Observer. Do you know what an Observer is …”

Speaking half-way, Feilin suddenly realized his mistake and hastily covered his mouth.

The two exchanged glances a few times. Aisike quickly asked, “What does that mean?”

Since the cat was out of the bag, Feilin had no choice but to cover up: “By that, I mean being vigilant and watchful. The lord can project to any body, but the strength primarily depends on the host. For instance. since the lord proiects himself onto an Ashbone Skeleton now, his strength is only at the level of the Ashbone Skeleton, making it challenging to face the high-level devil.”

Aisike was rubbing his hands together eagerly, “Then we go and help him and kill him together. He dares to burn our food.”

Feilin awkwardly rubbed his hands, “I… I can’t defeat him either. We have to wait for my children to show up.”

Many people believe that Feilin, the city lord, is the most powerful person in the underground city. But Feilin is humbly aware; he was not particularly talented when he was human, and his magic studies were a struggle.

His strength today is purely due to thousands of years of accumulation. In terms of magic level, he is not even on par with his wife Lisa.

Nevertheless, no one ever dares to attack the underground city; not Demon Valley or Ice City, even though Ice City has a much larger population than the underground city. That’s because Feilin can summon thousands of skeleton soldiers at any time, and if necessary, even call upon tens of thousands, no faction could defeat ten thousand skeleton soldiers in the underground city.

But the chase was too quick, and his skeleton soldiers couldn’t keep up. He could only lend a distant hand for support, never daring to approach, as a mage, being cornered by a Lava Demon meant death.

“Ah? You can’t defeat it, either? Well … we should cheer for our lord then.” Aisike quickly changed his mind.

Ange, who was angrily chasing after the demon, also changed his mind. His original plan was to chase down the culprits who burned the farmland and slash them like weeds, but upon arrival, he realized, he might not be able to manage that after all…

But seeing the lava on the demon’s body, Ange suddenly had an idea.

Turus, too, sensed the approach of Ange and the others, paused, and scanned Ange, surprised because he had never seen a flaming skull. His gaze moved to the skeleton angel, and once more he was astonished, a battle angel?

For so many years, battle angels have not appeared in this world. Is the Church of Light preparing to invade this world again? Why are they mixed with skeletons?

Then, his gaze landed on Little Zombie, zombie? Ignore that. His gaze shifted to Feilin in the distance.

“Hahaha, Lord Feilin of the Underground City, have you come to send me off?” Turus laughed loudly.

Feilin gave an awkward smile and didn’t answer, because it wasn’t him who made the decisions here.

This awkwardness, in the eyes of Turus, made him frown slightly. At this moment, a faint magic wave appeared on the flaming skull skeleton, and before he could react, a wave of water droplets spilled onto him.

His fiery lava body instantly emitted a puff of white smoke.

Turus was completely stunned. What does it mean? A water droplet? Not even a water ball, just using water droplets to pour on him? Was this an insult?

Before Turus could even process, another wave of water droplets splashed on him, creating another puff of white smoke.

“Ah! Go to hell!” Turus casually picked up a ball of flame and threw it with force.

Though it was the most basic fireball technique, thrown so casually by Turus, it had the power of at least a level 3 fireball, proving his worth as the Lava Demon.

But Ange, seeing the fireball flying towards him, ducked his head but did not dodge.

The fireball hit him and exploded into a cluster of flames, completely engulfing him.

Little Zombie cried out in panic, rushing forward to save Ange, but after running only a few steps, she could hear Ange’s soul vibration emanating from the fire: “Roar!”

Following this roar, Ange emerged, completely unharmed and emanating magical energy. He once again showered Turus with a wave of water droplets.

Skeletons are naturally immune to fire magic, but Tough Skin Zombies are not.

While the Little Zombie is robust, her skin is afraid of both fire and water. Rushing into the flames could not only harm Ange, but she may also catch fire in the process.

Only when they reach the Iron Skin level, will zombies significantly increase their fire resistance.

“Oh, I forgot, skeletons are immune to fire, then take my Magma Explosion!” Turus raised his hand. He paused momentarily, and a head-sized Magma Fireball quickly formed.

Casting a Magma Fireball obviously took more effort than a level 3 fireball. During this process, another wave of water droplets spilled on him, causing steam to rise once more.

It didn’t cause much harm, but it was highly insulting. Turus felt a strong sense of being offended.. What does it mean? Not even willing to cast a water ball, aiming to kill him with water droplets?