Chapter 121: The Undead God Loses His Power_1

When Ange quickly ran back, he saw seven or eight sand thieves were digging up his crops. These thieves had thrust long knives directly into the soil, tossing it over and over, causing the tubers of the Axe Potatoes to be severed as they were extracted from the ground.

A thief grabbed up a piece, muttering, "What the hell is this?"

They haphazardly peeled off the skin and took a bite.

"Ugh, what is this? It's horrible!" The thief bit into it, chewed a few times, then spat it out.

Axe Potatoes weren't particularly tasty when uncooked, they were tough and sticky. However, they were juicy, and for a sand thief who had been trekking in the desert for days, the moisture in this plant was the sweetest thing.

After spitting it out, the thief deemed it acceptable, took another bite and continued to chew. They tossed aside the leaner tuber in his hand and resumed digging.