Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1841: 1402: The Gate of No Boundary Is Yours

Chapter 1841: Chapter 1402: The Gate of No Boundary Is Yours

Is the Chaos Mist pure? It’s pure, so the mont it turned into droplets, Ange imdiately thought of the Pure Water Elf.

This transformation into droplets isn’t a change of phase; Chaos Mist, whether at high or low temperatures, doesn’t vaporize or liquefy. When it turns into droplets, it essentially becos a different substance. Is this substance pure?

You’ll know by trying it out. Ange is accustod to doing control experints. To verify a change, just compare it, so he brought Tom and Lorca out, thinking just to compare, unexpectedly there was a response.

This response is a natural ability of the Pure Water Elf, which can cover a range of several million kiloters, enveloping the entire form of the Fog Whale in their perception.

This perception is very faint, won’t affect the form of the Fog Whale, yet it won’t suddenly stop like the King’s Arrival.

“Perceive what?” Ange asked.

“Here, this place has the most perceptible things, it might be its core,” Tom said.

Ange tilted his head, a core?

The hardest thing to deal with about the Fog Whale isn’t its Black Crystal Spines but its size; its form is too large, too widespread, making Ange and the Monarch’s attacks feel like scrubbing with very little damage but costing a lot.

Indeed, scrubbing can scrub soone to death, but before scrubbing soone to death, you might get exhausted yourself.

Moreover, the Fog Whale isn’t dead, it won’t just stand there for you to scrub, occasional counter-attacks can be tough for Ange, here only the Monarch can easily withstand its Black Crystal Spines.

Faced with such an enemy that can’t be beaten in a short period, any hit from them is uncomfortable; finding its weak spot would be best.

“Monarch, co”. With that, Ange opened a Devouring Abyss and flashed towards the direction Tom pointed, crashing into a densely packed droplet zone.

Ange could flash a distance of ten million kiloters, directly penetrating the Fog Whale’s form, so no matter where the core region of the Fog Whale is, Ange can flash right to it.

The density of droplets in this region far exceeds other parts, else it’s drizzling rain, here it’s a downpour.

Ange’s sudden intrusion startled the Fog Whale: “Huh?!”

Droplets around swiftly converged, anwhile, over a dozen Black Crystal Spines ford around.

Ange congealed a Star Fla, clapped his hands, and an explosion wave spread out.

All surrounding droplets paused for a mont.

The Star Fla blast wave, affecting the Fog Whale’s form, was clear to Ange right from the start, confirming again and at the sa ti reminding the Fog Whale, then Ange abruptly took out a handful of Star Fla Crystal Stones, releasing all Star Flas.

This was the second transaction; the Star Flas paid by the Ancient Man Snake, Ange hadn’t used them on his Star Fla Avatar but kept them in the Crystal Stone for carrying, taking them out when needed.

Now was the mont needed; the blast waves Ange released were rely spontaneously manifested, barely zero point zero zero one equivalent, now released from the Crystal Stone directly at one equivalent, thousands of tis the previous wave.

The Fog Whale was dumbfounded, then droplets around crazily scattered faster than before.

Only those dozen Black Crystal Spines fiercely thrust towards.

Ange moved the Star Fla, confronting those Black Crystal Spines.

The Black Crystal Spines abruptly stopped, even pulled back; if such a big Star Fla were exploded, its form wouldn’t just be delayed.

Repelling the Black Crystal Spines, Ange also confird this is indeed the core of the Fog Whale, or why would it fear the Star Fla being exploded?

If not a core-like place, even if the Star Fla explosion extinguished a large number of forms, it wouldn’t panic like this, only proving the region is very important to it.

With this conclusion made, Ange was unrestrained, positioning hands and rapidly shooting Space Balls towards the core region.

Burst, burst, burst, the Fog Whale quickly dodging, dodging, and dodging again…

Just then, the Fog Whale heard a voice: “Are you… not very good at fighting?”

“Is it you? That tree?” Fog Whale hesitantly asked, it seed to have heard this voice before.

“It’s . Previously, I couldn’t defeat you because our abilities counter each other, not because you’re good at fighting…” The Deceit Tree felt frustrated being restrained by such a being.

“Who says I’m not good at fighting, it’s just that guy’s moves are too fast, I can’t lock onto him.” Fog Whale resolutely denied its lack of fighting skill, what is fighting? Isn’t it all relying on each’s abilities, whoever runs first loses?

See, this isn’t a fighter’s ntality, the Deceit Tree realized its level and continued, “I can help you.”

“Help ? How to help ? Why help ? Didn’t you also want to seize the Gate of No Boundary before?” Fog Whale questioned.

“Hasn’t your Gate of No Boundary already been seized? I can help limit it, slay it when you seize the chance, the Gate of No Boundary is yours, one-tenth of your form to ,” the Deceit Tree said.

If Anthony heard their conversation, at this mont he would surely slap his thigh, realizing the Deceit Tree’s target wasn’t the Gate of No Boundary but the Chaos Mist owned by the Fog Whale.

Bringing the Monarch over likely just aid to create a dead-end, forcing the Fog Whale to concede.

Indeed, the Deceit Tree’s true desire wasn’t the Chaos Mist but the condensed droplets—Source Liquid.

Source Liquid, nad by the Deceit Tree, believes these droplets have special evolutionary effects for it, but whether it works, how much is needed, requires trials.

“Give the Gate of No Boundary, you want a tenth of my form? Why… well, it’s a deal.” Initially, the Fog Whale wanted to ask why its form was needed, yet before it finished, the Monarch arrived.

The Monarch arrived, imdiately sweeping towards its core region with Little Black Ball on hand, a bottomless abyss… er, no need to say simply, it was originally, no matter how many droplets couldn’t fill it.

With swallowed droplets and mist increasing, Little Black Ball expanded, though the volu isn’t significantly changing, the Power of Devour grew several tis.

With the Monarch breaking through ahead, Ange only needed to follow behind firing Space Compression Balls.

At this mont, Ange’s soul tightened, abruptly pushing out the Star Fla conjured earlier, simultaneously the Star Fla Avatar erged from him, flicking a Star Fla Chain linking to the Star Fla Cluster, swung like a teor hamr.

Along the way, countless roots were ignited by the Star Fla, burning in the Void.

But more roots erged eagerly from all directions, with things on roots swiftly swelling, finally turned into lumps.