Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 110: Chapter 94: Sigh, I was careless_l

Translator: 549690339

While Ange was studying Life Essence, he received an emergency call from a silver coin. Accompanied by Negris, he rushed to the Rebirth Altar and activated the Teleportation Array. From the array, Anthony’s distressed voice came, “God of Knowledge, no matter what, lend me a hand this time. Let me use your Rebirth Altar.”

“What happened? Why do you need the Rebirth Altar?” Negris asked, puzzled. What could be so crucial that it involves using the Rebirth Altar and has even left the former Dark Knight Emperor, now the Cardinal, so downtrodden?

“Well, it’s a long story. I was careless and got ambushed. Now, I’m only left with my Holy Substitute, which can only maintain for twenty-four hours. I must find a way to rebirth myself into a Dark Knight or a living person, otherwise, I will dissipate. So, please lend me your Rebirth Altar, God of Knowledge,” Anthony sighed.

“But why don’t you just rebirth? Why borrow the Rebirth Altar? Don’t tell me, despite all your years in the Prime Material Plane, you don’t even have a place suitable for rebirth? Haven’t you already been reborn many times before?” Negris Questioned with a puzzled look.

With a sigh, Anthony said, “That’s why I said I was careless. My secret bases and safe houses have all been compromised. I didn’t have enough time to prepare the necessary equipment and materials for rebirth, so I could only choose to rebirth into a Dark Knight first, before trying to rebirth into a human again. ”

“All of them were found out? Is there a mole?” Negris was surprised.

“Hmm, it might not be a mole. I was the one who was careless. I used those basements and secret rooms for almost two hundred years, so their locations have been figured out. I was simply outnumbered – two Sword Saints, six Great Magicians, a Magic Breaker, and a Boundary Breaker — they were all targeting me. If not for my decent close-combat capabilities, that High-level Sword Saint’s ambush alone could’ve taken my life,” Anthony sighed again.

Negris was greatly shocked, a Magic Breaker and a Boundary Breaker? Both of these rare classes were sent out to assassinate Anthony? Who did he offend?

“Who else could it be? Of course, it’s Nikola from the Western District of mankind. He has always seen me as his biggest competitor for the position of Pope. I know who that High-level Sword Saint is – a renowned human powerhouse. But, I burst his skull with a divine punch. Unless he can also rebirth, Nikolais down one High-level Sword Saint.”

“And then what happened?” Negris asked, even though he said the Sword Saint had a name and reputation, he didn’t mention who he was.

“Then, the other assassins surrounded me. The Magic Breaker broke my defenses, the Boundary Breaker broke my boundary, the six Great Magicians limited my movement, and then the second Sword Saint stabbed me. Left with no choice, I had to activate my Holy Blessing spell and teleport away.”

“And then what happened?” Negris asked, “Don’t tell me they also have a powerhouse who can break the Holy Blessing spell?”

“They do have? Humph….” Anthony let out a long sigh, he had sighed numerous times since the conversation began, which showed how deeply he was affected, “No, I’ve teleported away, back to my base, but they had buried a Goblin Bomb under the teleportation array in my secret room, which blasted me into pieces.”

“What? No way, you made such a rookie mistake? Weren’t your places guarded?

Could just anyone plant bombs there at will? Where are Polk and the rest?” Negris found it hard to believe. No one was guarding such an important place? What about the two Dark Knights?

“Sigh…, you erased some of his memory when you let him go back, didn’t you?” Anthony questioned.

“Yes.” Negris adamantly agreed. If a captive were to be released, their memory would certainly have to be erased. What if they leaked any secrets?

“Sigh, I also erased some, so they were not where they were supposed to be. So, it happened”

Negris didn’t know what to say. It was a series of unfortunate events. If not for a series of coincidences, Anthony would have been able to escape safely from the assassination attempts with his strength and arrangements.

However, the enemy didn’t benefit from it either. The High-level Sword Saint was hit by his Holy Word Technique: Indestructible and a punch filled with Holy Fighting Spirit that was comparable to a High-level Sword Saint, which blew his head off.

“Don’t you have any other contingency plans? Like additional secret bases?” Negris asked.

“Of course, there are. But the materials needed for rebirthing as a human need to be prepared in advance. I’m left with only twenty-four hours, no, twenty hours now. It’s too late. Fresh bodies are easy to come by, but it’s hard to get the Life Essence of elves. I’ll just rebirth as a Dark Knight first, and then slowly figure out a way.”

Life Essence? That’s a coincidence! Negris glanced back and saw Ange pouring Life Essence onto his hand.

“Then how did you find the silver coin? And how did it cooperate with you?” Negris asked.

Anthony loosened the grip on Silver Coin’s neck and chuckled, “I had a friendly and affectionate conversation with him, so he decided to help me out. Silver Coin is still too young. Since he left Greenleaf City, he’s been watched by at least six forces. If I hadn’t cleared those people and the information about him, he would probably have been seized by now.”

“What? It’s actually like that? He’s really too young; only in his nineties. But Ange can protect his soul, so let them seize him. Anyway, they won’t be able to extract anything from him,” Negris replied nonchalantly.”Yes, yes, haha, he is indeed too young.” Hearing this, Anthony let go of Silver Coin’s neck completely and chuckled.

After discussing with Ange, Negris asked again, “If you were to rebirth as a human, what materials would you need in addition to the Life Essence?”

Negris believed Anthony. Having him in the Church of Light has indeed concealed many things for the Resting Abyss. Otherwise, why, after more than a thousand years, this once bustling transit hub has hardly seen any visitors. Those who do come, know nothing of its former glory, thinking it’s just a barren Abyss Dimension.

“The main things I would require are Life Essence and a fresh body. Getting the other materials would be fairly easy, but where can I get a Life Essence now?” Anthony asked.

“Err, this Life Essence, I happen to have some here,” Negris replied.

“Really? How did you manage to get hold of something so difficult to acquire? Did you exchange it with the World Tree’s Sapling? In that case, let me get a fresh corpse.” Anthony’s spirits immediately rose.

Rebirthing into a Dark Knight is boring. He had already been a Dark Knight

Emperor for so many years, always indifferent and not wanting to do anything. Living as a human is much more interesting; he could mess around with people every day.

“Err, what’s the point of getting just any corpse? If you want to rebirth, rebirth into your original body. Continue being your Archbishop Anthony.”

“I can’t, my body has been blown to pieces.”

Negris glanced at Ange, who was pouring Life Essence onto the Little Sapling, and asked with a smile, “Do you have any object with your fresh blood or flesh on it? If you do, we can try to recreate your original body.”

‘I???” Anthony was left speechless, full of question marks, and then cast a glance at the bishop’s badge with his blood on it. On the badge, a symbol was slowly flashing.

Ps: The book is being crowdfunded.. If the God said: Time for a big move, how would you do it?