Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 457: Chapter 268: They Only Had Time to See a Pair of Feet_1

Why fuss over it? Because if Ange spared no expense, he could regrow the burned food within three to five days, wait until Anthony’s gap was filled, and then slowly look for the guy who burned the food to settle accounts.

But Negris didn’t dare to persuade him to do so, because Ange was about to explode, his head, hands, and eyes wrapped in furious soul flames.

From his eye sockets, the flames of his soul nearly spurted out, creating intense fluctuations, constantly radiating towards the sea ahead.

Undead observe the outside world through the soul. The fluctuations emitted by the soul touch matter and then reflect back. If the soul’s fluctuations are very strong, they can see more things.

But for Ange, it wasn’t a matter of strength, but more like a searchlight. Wherever he looked, even the elements were affected by him, as if locked in his gaze.

In the distance, on the calm surface of the water, a water monster quietly raised its head and glanced in Ange’s direction.

Gluglu gave the tribe a strict order. As soon as the alkali stone was laid, they must run away immediately and never linger. It vividly remembered how Ange had killed the Sea God with just two or three punches after transforming. Against such an enemy, even a slow escape meant death.

If the Sea God Ange had killed wasn’t from their tribe, Gluglu wouldn’t dare provoke such an enemy. But now that the Sea God was dead, Gluglu’s tribe was essentially disintegrated. Since they were disintegrated anyway, they might as well scatter in different directions after their revenge, which led to everyone running away in panic.

However, among all the water monsters, there were always a few who were skeptical, curious, dismissive, believing that the sea could protect them, and humans couldn’t reach them, particularly newly born water monsters.

And so, one water monster had stayed behind. It poked its head out to observe the situation, wanting to see the frustrated looks on the faces of the humans whose food supplies had been burned.

The moment it poked its head out, it was already locked onto by Ange. Now he knew who the culprit was.

Ange’s gaze instantly focused on the water monster’s head. Under the drive of powerful soul energy, a blue dot emerged from the focus of Ange’s gaze. Then, with a bang, the water monster’s head exploded.

“Hiss… Is this… the Eye of the Gods?” Negris’ eyes were about to pop out.

The Eye of the Gods, a common name, as if it’s a power all gods should possess.

Indeed, the gaze of most gods is harmful. Ordinary people would be scared to death by one glare, but none of them was the real Eye of the Gods.

Only the ability to project power to the focal point through focused gaze like this can be called the Eye of the Gods; moreover, this focal point can penetrate the mist of space and time, reaching the farthest ends, even across different planes of existence.

Of course, the farther the power is projected, the more it weakens.

Negris was already numb. Ange’s rage had forced out two of his abilities – walking on air and the Eye of the Gods. Dare he try to advise Ange?

If he dared to speak, it was possible that the next skill Ange would awaken would be to explode the dog… Dragon Head.

So, Negris could only watch helplessly as Little Angel and Little Zombie ran over, were stuffed into Ange’s space one by one, and then dived headfirst into the water.

The big cat also rushed over, but seeing the place where Ange dived into, it stretched out its paw and probed a few times, eventually giving up. It picked up a piece of loosely fizzing alkali stone that hadn’t fully dissolved, and ran back quickly.

As soon as Ange jumped into the water, he immediately felt himself enveloped by the dense water elements. The ocean is the place richest in water elements, deep, vast and infinite.

However, this meant nothing to Ange. No matter how plentiful the water elements were, he could only use level 2 magic. But because the frequency was too high, it was quite suitable for movement.

One after another, Level 2 Water Arrow Techniques were fired by him towards the back, pushing his body to move in the water.

The water resistance is tremendous. Even though Ange’s speed is already catching up to regular fish, he still finds it slow.

What to do since it’s slow? He goes into tinker mode, continuously adjusting his posture, switching his magical technique, changing his direction, and constantly using the Ring of Balance to calculate his speed.

Eventually, he discovered that using wind magic for propulsion is faster than using water magic, and generating a force behind him for a counter thrust is faster than directing it towards his body.

Therefore, whirlwinds rapidly spewed out behind him, their reaction force propelling him forward at great speed, surpassing some swimming fish. Everything he passed echoed with a bubbly noise, leaving a trail of bubbles in his wake.

Finally, Ange took out the Air Bubble Stone.

Negris always thought that the Air Bubble Stone was a specialty of the Wind Element Plane. Unexpectedly, it’s produced in the Light Sea Plane. The denser the water, the easier it is to trigger air bubbles, and it doesn’t require as high speeds as air, nor will it drag too far.

Ange held the Air Bubble Stone in his hand, and the air bubbles it stimulated enveloped his body. He speedily raced across the waters, with a long trail of air bubbles behind him. Due to the air bubbles, his speed didn’t slow down much compared to flying in the air.

To have flying speed under the sea is an entirely different concept.

In front of him, a school of fish formed a massive ball, who all swam swiftly. Any predator that dared to confront them would be promptly dodged, creating a huge gap.

By the time Ange noticed them, it was too late. He head-on-collided straight into them. The usually agile fish didn’t have time to dodge this time and were sent sprawling. Those hit by Ange turned belly-up from the impact, not knowing whether they were dead or unconscious.

The high-speed Arrow-toothed fish have streamlined bodies, like a sharply-pointed shuttle, swimming like shot arrows.

They are the kind of fish that never stop moving because they consume a lot of oxygen. Under normal circumstances, the oxygen in the water is not sufficient for them, so they have to swim rapidly to increase the flow of water through their gills to avoid suffocation.

Even while sleeping, the Arrow-toothed fish don’t stop moving. They are amongst the fastest swimming fish in the sea.

But today, a school of Arrow-toothed fish watched in awe as an organism, they’ve never seen before, sped past them, leaving a long trail of air bubbles behind as it vanished into the dark depths of the ocean. All they got to see was a pair of feet.

Even though Ange had been racing about at full speed for half a day, he had not encountered those watery creatures that had been plaguing him. These creatures could not possibly swim as fast as he could. The only explanation was…he was chasing in the wrong direction.

Realising he might have been heading in the wrong direction, Ange didn’t stop. Instead, he continued to race forward. This plane was not big, and he didn’t mind searching the entire plane to find those water creatures.

However, Negris couldn’t wait that long. Seeing Ange showing no signs of stopping, Negris, who was projected onto Ange’s body, couldn’t help but persuade, “Ange, why don’t we go back first? You’ve been chasing for half a day already. There’s no need to rush. Anthony needs us more urgently. If there’s not enough food supply, things will get chaotic over there…”

Just as Negris finished speaking, he suddenly felt something big move not far away – like a gigantic palm.

Negris thought he’d seen wrong. He was projected onto Ange’s body, and his perception was weak. Making a mistake was normal. But soon, he saw more – a face, a huge face, then a neck, torso, and thighs.

As Ange kept flying forward, a gigantic stone statue slowly appeared before Negris. What he saw earlier was the hand of the statue stretching forward.

“Kvada, Goddess of Redemption! Why is there a statue of the Church of Light’s Goddess of Redemption here? And it’s massive!? Ange, stop. Let me take a look,” Negris cried.

However, Ange didn’t stop. Instead, he made a turn and headed elsewhere, as if something else attracted him.

PS: Sorry for the late update, here’s a chapter first