Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 301 The True Forms of the Four Gods

Countless roots have penetrated the earth, and lush green leaves have begun to shade the sky.

In an instant, the allied forces that had just won a great victory were completely submerged by roots. Whether it was the ever-changing golem or the chosen champion, they were all completely covered by roots. Even the creep walkers had lost most of their number, even though they also came from the God of Destruction.

"But the Seed of Creation is too hungry."

Even David Day was sweating profusely in the face of the overwhelming roots.

If the Seed of Creation had never been planted, it might not have been so thirsty, but the Seed of Creation had indeed been planted on the earth and had tasted the seemingly endless nourishment—although it was quickly uprooted, the inexhaustible gluttony was deeply imprinted in its memory.

Moreover, there's the blood of that ancient serpent.

If being planted on the earth merely awakened the hunger of the Seed of Creation, then the ancient serpent watering it with its blood infused the Seed of Creation with a soul—just look at the towering tree trunk, whose scales with black and gold patterns are clearly identical to those of the ancient serpent.

The entire giant tree, like a colossal python reaching to the sky, is constantly extending upwards, stretching towards the heavens.

The tree trunk, with its lush foliage, spreads out as if it were about to swallow the entire sky whole.

"I knew it……"

Looking at the lush, verdant green that blotted out the sky, David Day's face darkened.

He knew that the Seed of Creation would inevitably produce some other changes, some changes that he absolutely did not want to see.

But it doesn't matter, he still has one last resort.

"Get into formation!"

David Day raised his hand and waved.

Those surviving creepers immediately sat down on the spot, their entire bodies curled up together, and in just a moment they turned into one lifeless boulder after another.

On these megaliths, enormous, mysterious runes are clearly visible.

"Summon again?"

Casalon, emerging from the root jungle, frowned as he wiped the plant sap off his body and looked at David Day.

"Can summoning them even deal with this Seed of Creation? We've already lost! Don't forget, the ancient serpent hasn't even moved yet..."

“We’ve already lost, of course I know that.”

Faced with Casaloran's questioning, David Day simply laughed.

"So what we need to do now is admit defeat."

As he said this, David Day suddenly reached into the gaping maw of his abdomen and then yanked out his own heart!
"Great God of Life! We have failed! Therefore, we pray for your arrival!"

With David Day's roar, the runestones buried in the ground lit up one after another, and the pale green pillars of light shot into the sky, even more dazzling than the towering tree next to them!

Immediately afterwards, a mountain of rotting flesh, dripping with pus, slowly crawled out from the pillar of light.

The moment that mountain of rotting flesh appeared, an overwhelming stench filled the air, and the ubiquitous mold and spores instantly suffocated Casaloran.

Even as the legion commander of the God of Courage, he dared not look directly at that terrifying behemoth.

Simply because the God of Destruction himself has descended upon us.

Fortunately, the God of Destruction wasn't the only one who arrived here; the giant with a face full of scars, as big as a volcano, had also stepped out of the portal.

The god of courage has descended.

The aura filled with violence and bloodshed made Casalon's breathing slightly easier. But immediately, Casalon's breathing caught in its throat again.

The radiant humanoid figure that emerged from the portal, the figure as crystalline as liquid crystal—Kasalon felt an urge to kneel down on the spot at just a glance—after all, that figure was so sacred, so noble, so unattainable…

That's the god of desire, the god of desire who can satisfy all desires. Whatever he wants, that god of desire can provide it...

"calm down."

Just then, a voice rang in Casaloran's ears.

The voice was like that of a wise old man; just by speaking, it was enough to help Casaloran dispel all his confusion. He couldn't help but want to listen more and more, and even wanted to follow the old man and learn from him for the rest of his life.

Until he saw the source of the sound.

It was a huge two-headed eagle leaning on a long staff, and at that moment, the two heads of the eagle were looking at him with a smile.

Being personally watched by the god of mystery terrified Casaloran. Being targeted by such a sinister being, even death would be a luxury.

Fortunately, a large, blood-red axe covered in spikes blocked the two-headed eagle's four eyes.

"Don't touch my people."

The enormous humanoid figure, as large as lava, shook its head, its scarred face now contorted in a ferocious expression.

"Don't forget why we're here."

"yes……"

The two-headed eagle sighed, then turned its head to look at the giant snake that was still coiled up not far away.

Although he always called himself the God of Wisdom, he never refused the title of God of Mystery—after all, he was always proud of his schemes, and there was really nothing he couldn't figure out.

But now...

Even as the god of mystery, he himself fell into someone else's scheme.

Whether or not they can conquer this planet is no longer important. The real key now is to kill this giant serpent. Although the God of Mystery has not been able to find out who set the trap, it is clear that if they cannot kill this giant serpent now, the other half of their souls will be permanently sealed in that underworld.

They could never defeat the giant serpent by fighting in the Underworld alone, because that subspace was a trap set for them. When the golden scales were balanced, their strength was also forcibly leveled. No matter how much power they put in, it would be useless; it would only make the giant serpent stronger.

"So... this is the only way."

The four ancient gods from the starry sea exchanged a glance.

Since they can't win in the warp, they might as well destroy it physically. As long as they destroy the giant serpent's body, they can win the battle in the warp.

The fact that the four of them joined forces to attack meant that this native ancient serpent's death was worthwhile.

At that moment, the giant serpent coiled beside the towering tree also opened its eyes.

"But it's meaningless."

The god of courage was the first to raise his great axe.

The heavy battle axe swung, bringing forth the wails of countless wronged souls.

But now, an even louder voice has completely drowned out this lament.

That was the sound of unified prayers coming from the neighboring town.

(End of this chapter)