Love eventually flows like water

A thousand years after the Undead Empire vanished, the little skeleton who used to farm was still tending to his fields, until the summoning portal reopened.
"Are you guys hungry? I’ve been farming for a thousand years and have stored a tiny bit of food."
"Have these fields been deserted? Can I plant things?"
"The princess's city on the hill doesn’t allow farming? Then never mind, I won't go."
"They want to tax me but won't let me farm? Wipe them out!"

Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Those who can qualify as front-line sand thieves are the cream of the crop. In a loose collective like the sand thieves, those without skills would have long been eliminated or killed by their own people.


However, they faced a formidable opponent. Despite giving it their all, only six managed to escape from Ange's range. The remaining dozen or so were trapped underneath the sand dunes.


Ma Yuer was dumbfounded; he was the first one to run. He was stationed atop the sand dunes, enabling him to see clearly. The enemy wizard was constantly launching fireballs like a magic turret.


"This is terrifying. Even the arcane magicians don't have such casting speed." Ma Yuer was shocked.


The sound of horse hooves approached from behind. Looking back, he saw his team catching up.


Chapter 121: The Undead God Loses His Power_2