Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 1657 - 1218: Could it be a treasure vault?

The contact was cut off, and Orgal closed the connection almost with a groan of pain, looking unusually embarrassed.

Anthony withdrew from the connection, lost in thought, and Negris, unable to hold back any longer, asked, "What did you mean by your last sentence? Is Duke Fei Lie an outsider? Did he come here from somewhere else? How do you know?"

Anthony said, "I guessed."

"Pfft... can you just randomly guess about something like this? Aren’t you afraid Orgal will turn against you?" Negris said irritably.

"It’s not exactly random guessing. Remember when I asked him who the outsider was, Orgal angrily interrupted the topic. Why would he interrupt the topic? Could the outsider be someone we know?" Anthony said.

"Could it be he was just angry? You bombarded him with a bunch of questions, asked three or four without giving him a chance to answer one, can’t he feel upset and angry about that?" Negris replied, knowing that Anthony’s suspicion always had a reason and was often correct, but being the Little Fat Dragon, he just loved to argue for the sake of it.

"Heh, if he wasn’t angry, it might not be so obvious, but his anger seemed too deliberate, making me even more suspicious. If these people are ones we know, and he doesn’t want us to know who they are, then who could they be?" Anthony pondered.

"Hiss—The Friel Queen? No, no, she has Origin Power." Negris drew in a sharp breath, following Anthony’s logic, the Friel Queen’s family seemed the most likely, since only she had connections to both sides.

Anthony said, "The Friel Queen’s been around for generations already, she’s local by now, it must have been her ancestor, Duke Fei Lie. Of course, these are all just speculations, I was merely guessing, but Orgal’s reaction made the whole speculation intriguing. Heh, if Duke Fei Lie really is an outsider, then where did he come from?"

Anthony naturally had no answers for his conjectures. After the connection was severed, he reported to Ange, "My Lord, it is very likely a Heroic Spirit, Orgal has spread the Heroic Spirit here."

Then he turned to ask the Star Progeny Master, "Do you have any particularly prominent hero or legend here that everyone knows of?"

This question stumped the Star Progeny Master; how would he know what heroes and legends exist here?

Fundamentally speaking, the Star Progeny Master established a Dimensional World here and maintained a bunch of living beings not to nurture them but to support the Little God Star. Those living beings were merely sustenance or scenery for the Little God Star, like shrimp and water plants in a fish pond. Why would he concern himself with what legends exist among the shrimp and water plants?

Seeing the Star Progeny Master’s bewildered look, Anthony gave up and said, "I’ll go ask someone."

Before he could leave, Ange suddenly said, "Fire Whistling Bird."

"Fire Whistling Bird? What do you mean? Is there a hero or legend called Fire Whistling Bird here?" Negris asked, serving as a translator, sometimes having to clarify Ange’s sudden bursts of words to translate them accurately.

Ange nodded, gesturing as he explained, "Fireball, lake, flying, mountain, whoosh whoosh whoosh, the tail flame resembles a bird, Fire Whistling Bird."

Everyone offered him their faith while also bringing lots of information, so he was already quite familiar with the situation here. As soon as Anthony mentioned heroes or legends, he thought of the Fire Whistling Bird, referenced in the information many people provided.

Negris translated, "A fireball flies from the lake to the mountain, making a whoosh whoosh whoosh sound as it flies, with a trailing tail flame resembling a bird’s tail, so everyone calls it the Fire Whistling Bird?"

Ange nodded.

The Star Progeny Master also said, "Indeed, that’s how I arranged it. To have it fly from the lake to the mountaintop in the morning and fly back in the evening, resting on the lake surface at night. This causes the water in the lake to evaporate, and when it reaches the mountaintop, the heat melts the snow, forming a cycle. The Fire Whistling Bird is likely referring to this."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—is it this kind of sound?" Anthony demonstrated, then asked.

Ange shook his head and then ignited into flames, enveloping his entire form into a fireball, shooting up into the sky at high speed, producing the sound of ’whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—’ as the air burned and tore.

Ange looped around twice in the sky and suddenly flew towards the mid-mountain position.

"The Lord seems to have caught something, let’s go check it out," Anthony said in surprise.

It turns out that this whoosh whoosh sound wasn’t something you could shout out; it was something ’flown’ out. If Anthony foolishly shouted, he might shout for a long time and still not evoke anything, even if the sound was similar, the frequency would be off.

Upon reaching the mid-mountain position where Ange landed, they immediately saw that Ange’s Spirit Touch was enveloping a few small entities, a few terrified Little Flames, trembling and huddling together.

Their flames could burn each other, getting too close would scald, but staying too far apart made them scared. Thus, these small flames awkwardly remained where they were, shivering in fear.

"Are these... Crystal Cores?" Negris exclaimed, "Are these the only ones? Where did the big ones go?"

These Little Fireballs were quite cute, but Negris, having seen enough of cute creatures, was no longer easily charmed into sympathy and instead suggested, "Grab one and beat it up to lure out the big ones?"

Anthony’s expression shifted, and though he didn’t speak, his surprised expression revealed his thoughts, likely impressed with Negris for coming up with such a good idea in such a short time.

The Star Progeny Master was even less opposed; as long as they could capture the Little God Star, it didn’t matter if these Crystal Core Little Flames were damaged. However, at this time, the Star Progeny Master suddenly changed expressions and said, "Someone is tampering with my Prohibition, it’s breaking into my treasury."

The Star Progeny Master’s entire form suddenly stiffened, frozen for four or five seconds, before gradually disappearing—Star Shifting.

Anthony hurriedly followed but had to detour around the large pit they arrived from. When he reached the scene, Ange was already there, with those clusters of flames in his hand, each wearing a Constant Seal.

A Constant Seal wouldn’t inhibit perception but would seal the power within, preventing these Little Flames from burning each other, allowing them to hold together harmoniously.

Now they tightly embraced each other, clustered on Ange’s palm, peeking curiously outside, watching the Star Progeny Master chased and battered by a massive fireball over two hundred meters in diameter, fleeing in distress.

Negris said in shock, "Can’t even defeat it? Isn’t this fireball something he raised? Can’t he even beat his own creation?" freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Look at what you’re saying, didn’t you also raise Little Angel? Can you handle her?" Anthony quipped, glancing at Ange and realizing Ange had no intention of intervening, indicating the Star Progeny Master, though embarrassed, wasn’t in danger.

With no danger present, Anthony ignored it and instead gazed toward the open pit in the ground.

With the Star Progeny Master’s previous statement, ’it’s breaking into his treasury,’ this lone large pit on the otherwise level ground must certainly be the Star Progeny Master’s treasury, wouldn’t it?

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