With the expulsion of the King of Yellow, the sky in Anruna City gradually cleared, and the strong winds in the city calmed down, leaving only those monsters with wings and the sand all over the city.

When Tel and the other two who were standing outside the cemetery were waiting, when they saw that the majestic divine power completely dissipated and Evan's body returned to normal and fell to the ground, they immediately burst out their own strength and rushed over to catch Evan's body.

Evan, who was caught by three human cushions, murmured with a deaf sky: "I feel like I'm stuffed, and then I'm hollowed out."

"You are very good at saying this, let's think about it." Thiel, who was wearing a handsome triangle hat, said.

Evan's eyes gradually returned to focus. Looking at the three captains' concern, he suddenly reached out and held Tyre's hand and said hard: "Captain, there is one thing...I must tell you."

"What's the matter? Tell!" said hurriedly.

Evan mustered up his last strength and said, "So much sand should be sold for a lot of money. I want... 10% of the income!"

After saying that, his body became weak and he fainted.

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, confused.

When you look towards the city, you can indeed see a large amount of sand, burying the entire city streets and even many houses, and suddenly turning from a mountainous and hilly city into a deserted city covered by the desert.

Bordeaux was silent for a long time and turned his head to sigh, "These sand is too thin and not suitable for construction materials."

"??" Tel and Leas were stunned. Unexpectedly, Bordeaux, who had always been serious, was really following the topic.

"I'll talk about this later. Check Evan's condition first!" Leas said hurriedly.

Then the three people quickly used their own methods to conduct a rough examination of Evan's body.

"There is no pain, but judging from the degree of physical strain, it should have lost at least fifteen years of vitality." Thiel said.

"Sure enough." The two of them sighed after hearing this.

Using human bodies to carry the power of gods, even a little bit of it will cost a huge price.

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Evan didn't know what happened next.

He only knew that he had fallen into a very deep sleep.

During this deep sleep, he saw himself sitting on a throne, floating in a void space, surrounded by hazy and unsightly.

He didn't know why he was sitting here, nor did he know what he was going to do.

He sat on the throne in a daze. I don’t know how long it had passed, but he felt a burst of light shining on himself.

So he looked up and saw the white ward again and the bright sunshine shining in from the window.

If he wanted to move his body, he felt his whole body become extremely stiff and astringent, like an iron doll that was rusty all the time.

"Awaken! Wake up! Evan is awake!" A burst of excitement came from his ears.

Then the chaotic footsteps sounded, and Bishop Litings was the first to come here.

"Blessed by the God of the Underworld, you are finally awake." Bishop Litings's face was filled with joy and excitement.

Evan wanted to open his mouth, but found that his chin and even his throat were a little disobedient.

Litings immediately stopped and said, "Don't rush to speak, you have been in a coma for three months, and you are going to recover now," he said.
Chapter completed!