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

Can Undead Godhood be cultivated? That's a question for the Undead God himself, but there are only two Undead Gods in the world. The Monarch has disappeared, so now it all depends on Ange. If he says it can be done, then it can be done.


Little Angel stuck out her little tongue: "Lalalala~" The Mist of Breath of Death was drawn into her body, and then she started coughing.


It seemed she was not suited for this type of training, but she quickly thought of another method. She spat out her soul and breathed in the breath of death surrounding her.


Compared to her, Little Zombie made much more noise. His body ballooned like a bag, inhaling rapidly, the breath of death around him vanished in one breath, and exhaling, a small whirlwind kicked up around him.


Feiti was even more twisted, he only inhaled, without exhaling.


Chapter 567 Don't Die of Drought