Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 798 - 451: The Instant Death Halo Can Be Used_2

Chapter 798: Chapter 451: The Instant Death Halo Can Be Used_2

By the time evening fell, the little boy hadn’t lost them, but he was also worn out and staggering. Of course, Ji Li was faring even worse, having started complaining long ago: “When are we going to rest? I’m exhausted.”

“Lord Durken, you mentioned a self-moving carriage last time. When will that be ready? I’m exhausted and can barely feel my legs anymore,” she added.

Opening a map, Stone said, “We’re heading towards Deloge City up ahead. There’s an Undead Temple there. From now on, we’ll all be followers of the Undead God. Don’t misspeak…uh, no, we have always been followers of the Undead God – faithful to Lord Ange. Remember this.”

Occasionally, even Stone would forget that they were indeed the real followers of the Undead God. It’s just that Ange had too many divine aspects and was fond of farming, which, quite fittingly, overlapped more with the God of Farming. This often caused them to forget about his prime divine aspect.

Why was it so important to emphasize their identity as Undead Believers? This is because it is the second most useful identity in the entire world. Aside from the Undead themselves, being an Undead Believer is the best identity. No one would dare to casually bully a group worshipping the Undead.

Stone, however, actually did not want to use this identity. He had found out that in fact, there were very few Undead Believers. If it weren’t for the efforts of the Undead Empire to propagate their faith, the Undead Temple might have disappeared altogether due to its inefficacy.

It was easy to see why. With the Undead Godhood on the Master Plane, believers praying here could not get any responses, and there were never any miracles. The Undead Empire’s promotional efforts were lackluster, so a large influx of believers was unlikely.

Despite the scarcity of believers, this was still the ‘official’ religion of the Undead Empire. Even if people did not believe, they would not dare to randomly provoke them.

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But this raised another issue: if someone dared to provoke them, they were obviously no mere commoner. So, Stone was reluctant to use this identity, hoping instead to use the identity of the Spirit Dragon Knights.

Unfortunately, Captain Neiwen fled too quickly, depriving them of the opportunity to sway him. Without any token of proof, it was incredibly easy to see through a false identity.

They weren’t going to reach Deloge City in a short amount of time. Stone beckoned the little boy to come over.

Having been allowed to follow throughout the journey, the small boy had lost his vigilance. He eagerly ran over upon seeing Stone’s gesture.

“Are you tired? You can rest in the carriage. What’s your name?” Stone lifted him into the carriage and offered him another new oilseed rape cake.

“Jamie,” the boy replied, accepting the cake and nibbling it earnestly.

One cake was enough to fill his belly, but after running after them for half a day, he had already digested everything in his stomach.

“Jamie, would you like to serve the Undead God?” asked Stone seriously.

Filled with warmth from the cake in his belly, Jamie nodded his head earnestly, as if pecking seeds. If serving the Undead God meant having cakes to eat every day, then he was more than willing.

“All right, from now on, you are a priest of the Undead God. Remember these three phrases: The Undead God blesses you, may your soul find peace; The Undead God’s grace, may you be satisfied; Lord Ange, save us! Have you got it?” Stone began his on-the-spot teaching.

Jamie nodded. Could becoming a priest of the Undead God be this easy? Who was Lord Ange?

No matter who he was, Jamie’s faith in the Undead God was as sincere as the cake he held, solidifying in his heart like stone as he savagely swallowed the last bite of it.

Two hours later, scattered points of fire appeared in the distance. They had arrived at Deloge City.

Deloge City was a main city, with a population exceeding one hundred thousand. It had a Teleportation Array, an Undead Temple, a Hall of Knowledge, and numerous guilds and commerce associations. It was even more prosperous than Northern Wind City.

But now, the outskirts of Deloge City had become a refugee camp, with the sporadic points of fire illuminating the night.

Flanking the main road were countless refugees. Using stones, leaves, and rags, they built makeshift shelters. Because the number of refugees was so high, they were struggling to even find firewood in the vicinity. They dared not start fires, their families huddled together for warmth, shaking in the cold.

As Ange and his companions passed by, mothers and children stood up inside these makeshift shelters – not even worthy of being called huts. They peered out timidly, yet hopefully, at Ange and his group, their pleading eyes silently asking for help, yet they dared not approach.

Roxy and Ji Li couldn’t bear these gazes. Ji Li couldn’t help but want to open her own bag.

Stone called out ahead, “Ji Li.”

Ji Li looked over to see Stone shaking his head. She felt somewhat aggrieved and ran up to him to whisper, “I just want to give them some of my beef buns, is that not okay? The kid we saw earlier was only two years old and their puppet-like eyes were looking straight at me.”

“If you want to incite chaos, or want to get them killed, then go ahead,” Stone replied with a bitter smile. “Don’t rush. Let me first understand the situation here.”

At this time of night, city gates would certainly be closed. Ange’s group found a secluded corner to rest while Stone went to gather information.

Not too long after, he returned with a human who had a similar demeanor to Stone but was even more cautious. No need to ask, this man was a merchant.

Leaving the human merchant to wait at a distance, Stone came back to report: “Sir, there was some chaos in Deloge City two months ago, but all the major trade unions have been maintaining order. A month ago, the Empire sent the Undead Scepter here, and the city has stabilized completely since. That’s why refugees from surrounding areas have gathered here.”