Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 772 - 442: Recording Some Things in the House of the Deceased_2

Chapter 772: Chapter 442: Recording Some Things in the House of the Deceased_2

Suddenly, they thought of a question, “These things are being gifted to the Holy Spirit Skeleton, could it be…?” Both of them turned their gaze to Ange simultaneously.

When Ange woke up, hadn’t Albert referred to him as Lord Holy Spirit? He was not surprised by Ange being a skeleton, which indicated that within the Church of Light here, it was quite common to see the Holy Spirit Skeleton.

They had been talking about the Angel’s Wings earlier, but they hadn’t associated these with Ange’s body, assuming them to simply be the kind Little Angels had.

However, it now seemed that the True Wings didn’t require joints. Could the holy relic they were looking for be Ange?

Whether it was or not, they would know if they tried. Anyway, Ange was only projected here. Even if his body was destroyed, there would be no danger.

The True Wings were raised and placed on Ange’s back. Immediately, the threads dug into his flesh. Ange was not a Necromancer, his flesh wouldn’t toughen up and the threads entered easily, wrapping around his bones.

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Durken and Negris closely observed, scanning with their minds and watching how the threads changed within the body.

The threads continuously wove themselves around his bones. The joint sections thickened, looking like additional bone growth, and appeared very sturdy.

In this manner, both wings were firmly attached to his back. Finally, the threads stopped twisting but started growing, merging with the flesh and bones as one, growing together.

Ange twisted his head to look at the wings on his back but was a bit unaccustomed. He shook them slightly. Like two bones inserted into his skeleton, Ange was unable to control their movement.

The Little Angel floated behind Ange, curiously observing his wings. She even flapped her own wings comparing them to his and while watching, she stretched out her hand to pull at a feather.

Ange turned around and tapped her on the head.

“It really is Alchemy Wings. It’s a particularly special flesh Alchemy technique. It can grow together with the bones and flesh. Can’t anyone use these wings then?” Durken exclaimed in astonishment.

Labu, kneeling on the ground, said, “There was someone who asked Lord Holy Spirit this question before, and I overheard. The Lord Holy Spirit said that these are the Wings of Holy Light. Only those with powerful Holy Light can use them.”

“Powerful Holy Light? How powerful?” Negris asked, turning to look at Ange.

Ange immediately began infusing Holy Light into his wings, and they began to glow with a sanctified light.

Labu’s face drastically changed. Grieving, he asked, “Sirs, you’re also from the Church of Light, right? Did Archbishop Truk send you? We’re going to die, aren’t we? Could you spare me? I have some savings, I’ll give you money. Could you quietly let me go? I can immediately leave here and head to the other side of the sea.”

Labu’s sudden words left Negris and Durken baffled. It took them a while to grasp what he meant.

“You think we were sent by Archbishop Truk to eliminate you guys?” Durken asked.

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“Besides Archbishop Truk, who else could summon a Six-winged Archangel? This Sir is also very powerful. Having seen so many secrets, how could we survive?” Labu was very resolved.

The fact that they let him see everything and didn’t avoid him while talking was clearly because they were prepared to eliminate him after.

Waiting for death was not his style, but if these people in front of him were a bit weaker, he would try to resist at the last moment. But against a Six-winged Archangel, he could not bring himself to resist, he could only helplessly beg.

When the rest of the maids heard his words, they were even more desperate and began to weep.

Suddenly, Ange poured a thousand units of Holy Light into the wings on his back. Starting from the fiftieth unit of Holy Light, he could feel the presence of the wings. As more Holy Light was poured in, this feeling became clearer. It was as if he had grown two more hands on his back that he could control.

By the time he infused a thousand units of Holy Light, a second pair of wings stemmed from the base of the original wings. They were Light Wings.

“Eh, there are Light Wings too? Could these wings also morph into six wings?” Negris exclaimed in surprise.

All was lost. Labu slumped onto the ground. The power to activate four wings indicated at least the power of an Archbishop. What on earth did Archbishop Truk summon?

Negris scoffed, no longer bothering with Labu. Although he didn’t know who Archbishop Truk was, could Ange really be summoned by just one Archbishop?

He must be joking! The Goddess of Redemption was as obedient as a servant before him. He was using the Ring of Balance as measuring tools. Anthony, who was about to become the Pope, was calling for his help everyday. Could an Archbishop summon someone of his calibre?

Well, unless they were using farming-related things as an exchange…

When he thought about it that way, it didn’t seem too hard to summon him…

Several minutes passed, and another pair of Light Wings sprouted from Ange’s back. Six wings in total.

This didn’t surprise Negris because if these wings had six wings, Ange could certainly activate them, unless they didn’t exist.

Back in the day, when the Little Angel used a big move, more than eight thousand units of Purification were needed to recover. It took several days and nights for Ange to cure her without rest.

Now, Ange was capable of producing twenty units per second, making twelve hundred in a minute. Eight thousand would only take six to seven minutes.

Sprouting out four Light Wings, Ange paused for a moment. He twisted his head to look, and with a light flutter, all six wings moved, effortlessly lifting him off the ground.

However, Ange was not familiar with this mode of flying. Unable to keep his balance, he quickly descended back to the ground.