However, under the propaganda of the Church of Light, this interdependent relationship was gradually distorted and finally became irreconcilable.

Why would the undead kill you? They don't eat humans.

This time, the Church of Light was defeated and left behind hundreds of thousands of living creatures in the Land of Perdition. Some people had horses and cattle. This was a huge wealth.

The Great Sage doesn't care whether his subordinates are humanoid skeletons or corpse witch horses, as long as they are undead creatures.

The only problem is how to feed these hundreds of thousands of people. The materials left behind by the Light Church when they retreated, as well as the villages that humans have cultivated nearby, can provide part of the food to sustain one or two eternal nights.

But if we want to develop sustainably, we must solve the problem of food self-sufficiency, otherwise we will end up with hundreds of thousands of corpses.

In order to solve this problem, the great sage did not hesitate to take out the scepter of the kingdom of heaven. He did not believe that the Light Church would not be fooled. Solving the food problem would only add hundreds of thousands more people to the land of sinking. But taking back the scepter of the kingdom of heaven would be equivalent to

Got the key to the kingdom of heaven.

In the middle of the criminal's trial, someone suddenly came to report: "Great Sage, there is a transmission request from the teleportation array."

The great sage perked up and said, "Here we come! You come to the trial." The great sage floated away excitedly and pointed at the undead man who was escorting the prisoner.

"I? Great Sage, I don't know how... Uh, okay, I'll judge it by myself. This one, murderer? Cut it off."

"This one, adultery? Well, cut it? Cut it, cut it."

"This one, cheated, cut off."

"This one, Prostitute? Cut it off."

"Cut, chop, chop!"

The Great Sage came to the teleportation formation, full of expectations, who would the Light Church send to talk to him?

There was a flash of light, and several humans who looked like old farmers appeared in the teleportation array.

Not the Church of Light? The great sage was stunned. There was no breath of holy light in these people.

Seeing the great sage, one of the farmers said loudly: "The gentleman in front is the great sage of the Immortal Empire? We are members of the Druid Guild. This is the Spring Breeze Cup Druid Competition. The yield per mu is high.

The inventor of grain seeds, the great sage, we have brought high-yielding grain seeds to you."
Chapter completed!