The battle outside the city walls was in full swing, but within the walls formed by those magic towers, amid layer upon layer of bone palaces, there was another kind of life—one so leisurely it left people speechless. Great crowds of skeletons clad in court attire marched through the palaces in formation. Using magic, they turned bones into fertile soil, then carefully scattered flower seeds into it one by one.
Other undead tended to the flower trees that had already grown, meticulously pruning branches and trimming leaves, caring for them with incomparable attention and care.
In some parts of the palace complex, flowers were already blooming in profusion. Purple and deep blue blossoms unfurled in dazzling splendor. Great numbers of skeletons carefully searched through these clusters of purple and deep blue flowers for blooms of a different hue. As Lin Qi and the others hovered in the distant sky and watched, one skeleton suddenly found a pale red rose. As if it had uncovered a treasure, it danced and shrieked wildly.
A group of exquisitely dressed skeletons hurried over. They carefully inspected the pink rose, then cautiously snipped it off with scissors. A skeleton mage covered from head to toe in icy chips carefully cast a spell upon the rose, and a small transparent sphere of ice froze it within.
Lin Qi sensed the magical power used by that skeleton mage. This skeleton mage, who possessed the strength of a lower-tier Low-God, had actually exhausted all its strength to cast a divine spell for the sake of a single rose! Using a god's power to cast such a trivial freezing spell—one could imagine that even if this ice sphere were left beneath the sun for thousands of years, it would not melt.
And naturally, the rose within the ice sphere