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Followers of the Frost Queen, synonymous with the cold of Terraria, the Frost Giant posed a very critical question.

Yeah, how can the Skeleton King, who seems to be locked up now, be willing to help?

After all, magical monsters with high intelligence like them still have a communication mechanism, but this Skeleton King is obviously mentally retarded. He can only attack and defend in a template, obviously not having the ability to resist pressure alone and talk logically.

I don't know which god actually defeated such a powerful monster and instrumented him to form a set of threshold defense mechanism.

However, this is obviously not difficult for the Dryad who has controlled the Skeleton King, "If you can control him, there will be a way to control him..."

With these words, the tree demon was incomparably dexterous and bursting with green light, as light as a flying geese, stepping on the root knots and stems of the tree to reach the top part of the huge Skeleton King.

"...In other words, it's not to control, but to wake him up!"

How to wake up?

For the forest goddess and tree demon whose clergy powers are more biased towards life and nature, awakening a powerful monster whose vitality and consciousness are completely sealed does not seem to surprise others?

As the Dryad quickly jumped to the fixed head of the Skeleton King, the green light on her body became more and more intense, so rich that it condensed at the thin fingertips, and sent it along the Skeleton King's eye sockets.

This touch of greenery instantly energized the dead gray-brown eye sockets, and that touch of greenness leaked from the entire skull, and instantly passed to every bone. The whole process was swift and windy, and the Skeleton King was alive soon.

Is really "alive".

With the whole frame of bones showing a greenery, instead, from the inside to the outside, it seems like shadows reflect a human figure, a human figure with bones and flesh.

"Thank you for saving me temporarily? What do you want me to do?"

Skeleton King didn't talk too much nonsense, he recognized at a glance where the energy that demonstratively activated himself came from?

So he was talking directly with the tree monster.

The dryad also replied earnestly and sincerely: "I don't want you to do anything for us? I think you should do something for yourself. After all, you should be able to clearly feel the current state of your life, only temporarily. Yes, if we want to survive completely, we still need to work together."

The Skeleton King nodded, and the phantom reflected from the bold green was a thin face, with a crown made of olive branches on his head. As his ability to control his body became stronger, his appearance became greenish. The skeleton that shadow covers itself, the more complete the body.

In this way, the Skeleton King after removing the restraints was very orderly waiting for the Dryad to indicate their direction.

Because these few people in front of them and the believers or mobs around them, they don't really look like the ones who are in charge. The one who is in charge is definitely more like a normal dryad.

"Please follow me through the underground jungle, all the way down into hell, and break the shackles of the world!"

Beyond this dead place, the shadow of the tree shook. It was a huge tree with some "birds" on the canopy, stairs hovering around the tree, and two legged rhizomes "swimming" in the soil.

The dryad jumped up to the giant tree in two steps, and many monsters and their followers followed along.

Their team is so huge, the eyeballs and the brain tissue that the brains carry are not mentioned, the feather snake god, the lizardman, the snowman, and the pirates all follow the gods they believe in.

And the newly added Skeleton King also summoned tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers from the dungeon with a wave of his hand.

As they marched through the rainforest, all the trees automatically stepped aside, giving way to a broad road leading directly to the entrance of the underground jungle.

Sitting in the sun boat, Yang Ming seemed to be able to see through everything that happened in the darkness on the other side of the planet, and said to the sun god Ra at will: "Why don't you send your men to participate?

After all, your strength is limited to this level because of the limitations of the world, and my strength is only so strong, which happens to be slightly stronger than you after the limitations of this world.

As long as you break through the wall of flesh and blood, and let the world's origin further return, your strength will increase accordingly, and I am afraid that everyone will be wiped out in an instant."

The sun god is indeed a god with amazing wisdom and far-reaching insight. He also seems to be able to see through the entire planet and looks down: "Who said that my believers did not participate, the stone giant and the feathered serpent god, plus the basic believer Lizardmen! Are they not all believers of my sun god?"

Yang Ming rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiaohua’s boneless little hands, and retorted with angrily: "Do you think I don’t know? The so-called Sun Temple, the real name should be called Lihzahrd Temple now. They believe in the sun totem. Strictly speaking, they are almost divided among the believers of the forest goddess in terms of education or relatives."

Xiaohua always followed Yang Ming as a guest here these past two days, and she dared to ask: "Aren't the Wingers your believers? They really worship the sun, and it is said that all places that have been illuminated by the sun's rays should treat you. Just be in awe."

The sun god pulled his long beard several times, and smiled kindly: "It's really not that I'm indifferent to the world, it's really difficult for me as a god to respond to the wishes of believers.

I can only parade with the sun in the sky every day, so those who believe in me are either like alien races, living in isolation on the sky island, or they can only be like those lizard people and slowly give up. my faith."

Xiao Hua asked puzzledly: "If those lizard people have given up their faith in you, why do they become stronger when the sun shines on them?"

The sun god, who had always displayed a modest appearance, also showed a slight unnaturalness on his face, but he was immediately covered by a calm smile.

Yang Ming laughed and patted Xiaohua Leina on the back, "Don't be embarrassed by the great sun god. I will take you to observe this farce up close."

Yang Ming is not afraid. He tells the character of this incident in front of the sun god. At least with his current strength, even if this farce may become real at any time, he has the ability to bring it back to the nature of a farce. .

They can easily master the space and lock the soul, and they just follow behind the monsters who are marching downward.

And the tool fish are already about to dig into hell, which is still time wasted by filling in the cracks that naturally formed in the ground.