Chapter 445: Chapter 263: We Are the Vegetable Bone Mercenary Group_2
Listening to Lily and Fat Alvi’s conversation, Mark felt as if he was about to lose, but he didn’t know where he had gone wrong.

At this moment, a burst of white light broke out from the distant sandbank.

Jelis, who was in a daze, was the first to react. She clambered up to the top of the mast, looking towards the source of the light.

In the place of the flash, Ange was holding a staff, his whole body overflowing with the power of Holy Light.

This Holy Light continually poured into the staff, causing it to grow brighter and brighter, then suddenly exploded, creating a flash akin to a flare.

As the flash faded, a group of strange creatures appeared in front of Ange. There were Titans, Goblins, Humans, Elves, and even a horse wearing a fur hat?

Jelis had overheard the three young ones whispering amongst themselves. Seeing them usually dazzled by her, she was confused why Lord Ange never spared her a second glance. Could it be that he didn’t like women?

Now, seeing this scene, she couldn’t help but amend her thought: or did he not like humans at all?

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! A rush of wind suddenly sounded at her side. It was like the flapping of wings. Turning her head, she saw an adorable little girl with wings on her back. Hovering stationary in relation to the airship, she tilted her head looking at Jelis.

Jelis froze instantly. She didn’t find the little girl before her cute at all because that was a Four-Winged Angel…

The little angel brought Jelis and the others, including their airship, back to Ange and then bounced over to Ange, seeking praise.

Ange patted its head seriously. It did deserve praise; at least it hadn’t blown up the airship with one shot.

Sunshine and beach, oh my god, and freshwater too? So, I can soak in the water all day without ruining my skin? Luther who had just been teleported over, quickly stripped down to his shorts and dove into the nearby water.

The Purple Skeleton Titans also plunged into the water, Lightning dove in too. All those who weren’t afraid of water, such as Witches, jumped in at once.

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t just focus on having fun. Where’s my body? Who brought my body?” Negris yelled in a hurry.

For the past four months, Negris had been projected onto Ange as its body had been left in the Master Plane and hadn’t been brought over.

“I have it here.” Luther quickly ran over, pulled a dragon corpse wrapped in oil paper from the Space Artifact, threw it onto the beach, and then quickly ran back into the water.

Ange unwrapped the oil paper to reveal Negris’ body. It was covered in Breathing Soil. Thanks to the soil, the once vibrant and plump dragon corpse was now shrivelled and stiff.

When Negris projected onto it, it found it couldn’t move because the flesh had stiffened. Eventually, Ange had to use the Face Purification Technique to rehydrate the dragon corpse before it could move around.

With the final flash of light, Lisa and the others were teleported. Upon seeing Negris, she asked, “Lord Nage, what happened that requires us all to be summoned?”

“Anthony gave this place to us. Now we need to control the teleportation array and the sandbank, conquer this plane, and get ready to receive. Around a hundred thousand people will be coming here through the teleportation array. We need to prepare their food, clothing, housing and transportation,” Negris explained.

Upon hearing its words, everyone exchanged glances, then asked hesitantly, “Here? This sandbank?”

Luther was the first to excitedly shout, “Really? Great! I’ll build a seaside house here where I can enjoy the sea right outside my door and bask in the sun as soon as I open the window.

For a child who grew up in the Underground City, such clean beaches and sunshine were unimaginable even in dreams.

“No, this whole plane. From now on, this plane belongs to us!” Negris announced loudly.

After a brief silence, exclamations erupted from the crowd, “Really? An entire plane? Is Anthony really that wealthy?”

However, after understanding the situation, everyone simultaneously cursed, “Such a cunning businessman! Offering the plane to Lord Ange, yet we have to conquer it ourselves? If we can conquer it, why would we need his ‘gift’?”

“We had to negotiate for the territories we conquered? He’s clearly just using us to dress up his illegal actions as legal!…”

“Fine, fine, after all, it doesn’t cost anything.”

Everyone soaked in the water, discussing and deciding on the plan: as soon as they were done bathing, they would go and take over the Light Sandbank. After all, the people of the Church of Light there had already retreated, leaving behind only some adventurers. With no one organising them, the adventurers didn’t pose much of a threat.

As everyone chatted away, Ange began listening attentively.

After a while, Ange raised his head and said to Negris, “Someone prayed, asking me to bless their takeover of the sandbank so that it would go smoothly.”

“…” Negris didn’t know what to say, “Why this coincidence? The last time was the same, wasn’t it? The guy who planned to burn your field also prayed to you. As if it wasn’t enough that there are not many followers of the Undead God, they all somehow also run into your scythe.”

“Rise and shine, it’s time to move out. Someone’s eyeing the sandbank. Let’s crush them!” Negris kicked each of them out of the water one by one. When they haphazardly readied their gear and prepared to depart, he turned and noticed Ange, Little Angel and Little Zombie were missing.

Negris had a bad feeling and when he arrived with the main force, he indeed saw a terrifying sight. The adventurers who had gathered on the sandbank were now lying scattered and groaning in pain.

Following the trail of injured, they soon found Ange and the others. Ange had released his Soul Armor and was punching left and right.

Little Zombie wasn’t falling behind either, replacing his hoe with a mace, seizing opportunities to run people down and beating them senselessly.

Little Angel’s hands were wrapped in Holy Light, forming two makeshift gauntlets, as he merrily pounded those obstructing their path.

Perhaps because Ange had instructed them, everyone they hit was wounded but still alive.

It didn’t take long for Ange to break through the crowd and reach the Teleportation Array.

For places like the Light Sea Plane, the most important thing is the teleportation array, the only conduit to the Master Plane. Whoever controls the teleportation array controls the plane, at least in practice.

Of course, if someone like Ange could use the Heaven’s Ladder to bring in a massive squad, they could bypass the Teleportation Array.

The sudden and total retreat of the Church of Light’s people was a mystery. With all the adventurers unsure of what to do, some powerful figures inevitably had different ideas forming.

But the Church of Light’s people had only retreated by afternoon and it’s still not night yet. Everyone had not yet managed to organize themselves. After long discussions and finally getting organized, just when they were about to seize the Teleportation Array, Ange and the two angels sprang to action.

This wasn’t a battle on the same level. Remote planes like this weren’t usually operated by major mercenary groups and there were few powerful adventurers. Ange easily punched his way through them.

By the time Negris and his group arrived, all they could do was clean up the remnants.

Having taken control of the Teleportation Array and sealed the several docks of the Light Sandbank, all the adventurers were herded together. Luther stood high above them, extravagantly displaying his Energy Sword- the symbol of a High-level Sword Saint.

“Greetings everyone, we are the Vegetable Bone Mercenary Group, and we have purchased this plane…”

Before Luther could finish speaking, the adventurers erupted into an uproar.

“Vegetable Bone? The super mercenary Vegetable Bone? I remember that name, it’s so strange.”

“Bought the plane? From whom? Who sold it? Why buy it? Who has the qualification to sell it?”

Amid the uproar, no one noticed that clear, transparent waterways teemed with small black fish, gradually taking over the nearby waterways and surrounding the entire sandbank.

Occasionally one or two fish surfaced, showing their heads that were starkly different from ordinary aquatic fish, along with a set of sharp teeth.

Every ship floating in the waterway was quickly gnawed to debris amidst the rustling sounds wherever these fish swam.

At the same time, as night fell and the sky gradually darkened, the black fish seamlessly blended with the darkness. Anyone who fell into the water at that moment…

With the sandbank completely surrounded by the black fish, a handsome young man amongst the gathered adventurers wore an expression of victory.