Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

When Angor sensed that the bulge on the imprinted cloth would release fluctuations outwards, he immediately made the ground rise, covering the little angel and the imprinted cloth within it, and then sealed the stone cover with the Coffin Seal, forming a closed space similar to a shroud.

Nigella and Anthony both quickly reacted: "Is it calling for help?"

Angor shook his head.

"Not calling for help, then it's emitting fluctuations? Can the little angel handle it? Should we let the little zombie go in to help? Or why don't you go in, and we'll watch from the outside?" Nigella said worriedly.

Despite constantly finding fault with the little angel, she was actually worried about letting her face something that came out of the Starry Sky Imprinted Cloth alone.

Angor shook his head.

Anthony also said: "Master can't go in, otherwise the consciousness projection will be interrupted. We can't go in either. The little zombie can."

Both the little angel and the little zombie had their consciousness injected into white crystals, then condensed into forms, and used Star Shift to come here from the boundless Great Void.

But Angor was projected here. The Coffin Seal might interrupt this connection, and their consciousness was projected here along with Angor, so they would be bounced back together.

Angor's current body was condensed by triggering the Light Catastrophe. If it shattered, he would have to trigger the Light Catastrophe again next time, which would be too wasteful.

However, Angor obviously had no intention of going in to help. Instead, he kicked apart the material under his feet and squeezed it into a sphere the size of a human head.

However, Angor didn't seem too satisfied. He held the sphere with his left and right hands and pulled hard.

If Angor had another clone with little wraiths and Krampus, he could pull out a Devouring Abyss to compress the sphere hundreds of times.

"It? What is this thing?" Nigella squatted down and pawed at the things on the ground.

The material on the ground looked like rock, and it was slate, layer upon layer, and then it shattered, and together with the ubiquitous star soil, it covered the ground.

"It's just ordinary gravel." Nigella grabbed a handful and squeezed it hard, and she could crush it.

"Dead leaves, sintered." It wasn't him who was hard, but these dead leaf residues. He just happened to resinter them.

As Angor spoke, he made a new sphere. This time, he first shaped the sphere, then cut it in half, hollowed out a small hole in the middle, and then manifested some mithril and inlaid it on the seam.

After finishing all this, Angor inscribed marks on the surface and inside. Finally, the two hemispheres were combined into a sphere, and with a strong pull from both hands, a sturdy hollow sphere was formed.

Nigella grabbed those flaky fragments and said in disbelief: "These are dead leaves? Do the leaves of the God Tree turn into this when they wither? I can't see any leaf veins or fiber textures."

Anthony also grabbed a handful of gravel, pawed it a few times, and shook his head. He really couldn't see any traces related to plants, but if Angor said it was, then it must be. Here, no one's knowledge of the God Tree of Ten Thousand Realms could surpass him.

Just then, a 'knock knock knock' sound came from the cover that shielded the little angel.

Angor poked a hole in the cover with his finger, reached in, sensed it for a while, then broke the cover and stuffed the sphere in.

The moment the sphere was stuffed in, Angor sealed the opening with the Coffin Seal again, ensuring that not too many fluctuations leaked out.

Not long after, the little angel broke the cover and walked out, holding the sphere in her hands, and raised it high in front of Angor: "Awoo!"

Angor rubbed her head, but as soon as his hand was placed on it, the little angel's form began to shatter, and finally only her wings and white crystal remained.

Nigella said in shock: "What… what's going on? Is she okay? Was it so dangerous? Even the little angel's form was shattered."

No movement could be sensed inside the stone cover, because of the Coffin Seal, even Angor couldn't see what was happening inside. He didn't expect it to be so dangerous that even the little angel's form was shattered.

Although the shattering of the Star God's body was not a fatal injury, the ability to shatter the form meant that it could affect the white crystal.

Even Angor hesitated for a moment, not directly shaking his head, but scanning the white crystal with his mind. Although he was sure it was fine, with him here, the little angel wouldn't die, but if this Star God's body was damaged now, it would be a major injury.

A phantom emerged from the white crystal, re-condensing into the little angel's form, but the form was a little illusory, not as solid as before. Obviously, she was still injured.

"Awoo!" Angor shouted at her.

This time, the little angel didn't retort, but obediently nodded, went to a place where the sun could shine on the sunny side, and spread her wings wide.

Angor turned his attention to the sphere, grabbed both sides with his hands, and pulled hard.

The sphere had already been sintered at high temperature. With another pull, high temperature reappeared inside, and a scream immediately rang out in the sphere: "Hot hot hot!! Stop stop stop, stop it quickly, stop it ah ah!!"

Nigella asked curiously: "Didn't you engrave the Coffin Seal? Why can its voice be heard?"

Anthony noticed this question and explained to Angor: "Master inlaid mithril threads and nested a set of sound amplification magic patterns, which can convert the thoughts inside into sound."

"Oh." Nigella suddenly understood.

After burning for a while, the screams in the sphere had begun to knot, and Angor stopped and looked at Anthony.

Okay, it was his turn to play. Anthony, who was already prepared, approached and said in a faint tone: "You are the guy Gebuer talked about, right? Very good, Gebuer has already sold you to us. From now on, you are our slave."

"Geb… Who is Gebuer?" The voice in the sphere was a little surprised, a little dazed. Sell? Slave? Gebuer? Why were these words so unfamiliar?

"Oh, I understand. The situation is like this. We call your star Gebuerzburg, because the spectrum of your star converted into sound will make a 'Geb—uerz—poof' sound. So those who came first simply named themselves Gebuer, Buer, and you should be Zburg. And Gebuer is the master of the Starry Sky Imprinted Cloth."

Speaking of this, Anthony said with a smile: "It said that it has become an independent individual and does not want to live the life it used to. It wants to exchange your head for freedom."