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

"In the end, wouldn't all the planes just get squeezed into the Chaos Plane and then collide into each other?" sighed Negris, watching the model that Tyrone and Hiludi had come up with.


Tyrone nodded and said, "It's not necessary to be squeezed into the Chaos Plane. As the Void contracts, the major planes will lose their balance and then collide with each other. If we're lucky, they might hold together until they reach the Chaos Plane, but if we're not, they'll collide right away. I beg you to contact the Master Plane and ask everyone to avoid this."


Even though he talked about avoiding it, Tyrone's face showed no sign of ease because he knew the suggestion was absurd—this type of plane-wide calamity—where could one possibly hide?


Hide in another plane? Other planes are crashing too, like the Light Sea Plane, Resting Abyss, and so on, which don't have the barriers of the Master Plane. Hiding there would only hasten their demise.


Chapter 832 What is called a tree, this is the Void Tree