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Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

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!"

Love eventually flows like water · Games
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Chapter 276: I'll Vomit if You Chase Me Again_1

Negris blinked, looked at Ange, then at the scythe, and asked in confusion, "Why are you trying to chop it down? It's not the Demonic Monument. It's just a stele, aren't you mistaking it for Turus again?"

If Turus' soul knew about this, it probably would regret its past actions. Ange's grudge from his burned fields hasn't been forgotten.

But Ange didn't pay any attention to it, instead, he was carefully observing. He raised both feet, where Soul Flame surged, slowly pacing with every step leaving a flaming footprint on the ground.

Looking at Ange's stance, Negris was skeptical. Before it could say anything, some smoke appeared from nearby, and a face formed, giving an awkward laugh, "Hehe, been a while. How have you all been?"

"Lord of Terror!" Negris' eyes popped open wide. Not only was there a literal demon, but it was an old acquaintance - the Lord of Terror.