Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 347 The Prodigal Son Returns Home
Beyond the starry sky, Aldebaran.

The planet's landmarks still retain some metallic artifacts that can be called architectural remains, which is enough to show that intelligent life once existed on the planet. However, now, after a great fire that burned the entire planet, everything has returned to nature and wilderness.

This ancient and primitive environment was the perfect place for mammoths to live. The giants roamed the land, leisurely grazing on everything in sight.

The melodious music drifted from afar, and the gentle flute music made the mammoths even more relaxed. Coupled with the sweet and delicious fruit juice, it was simply heaven for the mammoths.

These days seem like they'll continue forever, perhaps even indefinitely.

Until the flute music abruptly stopped.

Who set off the road sign?

Young people emerged from the long hair on the giant elephant's back, gazing at the distant starry sky.

Although the distance is a bit too great, this perception cannot be wrong. Only the Ignivas would do such a thing as turning consciousness into flames and burning it completely.

"And this direction is..."

The direction indicated by the road sign is the direction of my hometown.

The young people hear their stories about their hometown from their elders—about that ancient planet and the pact with the ancient serpent.

However, according to the elders, the ancient giant serpent had been asleep for an unknown period of time, so long that even the mammoths had multiplied for countless generations. In order to prevent these mammoths, which they had painstakingly bred, from rising up like those half-beast humans, they had no choice but to temporarily leave their homeland and seek another way out.

And once it came out, countless years had passed.

When they first entered the Star Sea, the elders were also confused. They only thought about coming out, but they didn't think about where they should go. Fortunately, although the elders were confused, the mammoths were not. These divinely bestowed beasts could always find a suitable planet for the Ignivas to live on temporarily.

Most of the time, those planets are desolate, but that's actually a good thing, as desolate planets are often quite tranquil.

As for the area that isn't desolate... that's probably what it looks like right now. These indigenous people don't seem to welcome their arrival, and they even dare to launch attacks on the mammoths.

He didn't even need to lift a finger; the mere trampling of a few mammoths in battle had already destroyed everything on the planet.

After completing all this, in order to appease the planet's emotions, he stayed behind and burned the severed limbs into the soil—this would enrich the soil with nutrients, and the vegetation growing on it would become more lush.

As for the mammoths, those elephants only need to eat in peace; they only need to walk freely, and fruit trees will grow from their sides.

The ultimate ripening technique naturally originated from the excrement of the former snake god. However, since there was no physical specimen, the elders simply extracted the concept and then improved upon it, resulting in its current form.

No physical object is needed, nor are any additional actions required; only a single thought is needed.

A single thought arises, and ten thousand flowers bloom; a year passes in silence, and melons ripen and fall from their vines.

It is said that long ago, the elders of those elders called it magic, but after entering the sea of ​​stars and learning about many methods, they preferred to call it "psychic power"—but no matter what it is called, it actually points to the same essence.

That is the "consciousness" part among the three elements: body, consciousness, and soul.

The Ignivas are experts in this field.

It is said that long ago, the Ignivas people also had to undergo training to master this power. However, as time went by, it is unknown when, but it should be before they came to the Star Sea, there were already people among them who could cast spells easily without learning.

As for now...

Nowadays, spellcasting has become an instinct for every Ignivas. Although there may be some differences in the details, it works perfectly normally.

Just like it is now.

The young man on the mammoth's back clasped his hands together. Invisible flames shot into the sky, and the fire of will ignited instantly. The scorching temperature was not only a response to the distant starry sky, but also the best way to communicate with his kin.

Yes, communicate with your own people.

This is the purpose of the Flame Beacon: it can use the flames ignited by willpower to transmit information to one's own kind. Due to the special nature of the flames of willpower, such information transmission is not only sufficiently secretive, but can also transcend vast spatial distances.

The sacred flames connected them, just like the colossal serpent that stretched to the heavens and the earth in their homeland.

"Someone in my hometown lit a beacon; who has gone back?"

With the help of road signs, the young people asked their fellow tribesmen for directions.

"Or is someone playing a prank?"

"It is indeed a road sign."

Not only this young man, but all the other Ignivas people also felt the fluctuations coming from afar.

However, it is clear that this is not any of them.

The Ignivas were already a small number, and since they were all of the same origin, it was easy to count who was there and who wasn't—clearly, they were all busy herding mammoths and none of them had returned home.

"So...who is this?"

The Ignivas people couldn't help but become curious.

The beacon was not lit by any of their relatives, but by the power of the Ignivas—and if anyone else could wield this power, it would probably be the serpent god himself.

After all, this power originated from the snake god himself, so it's understandable that the snake god knows how to use it...

"That's where you're wrong. The Snake God really doesn't know how to use it."

It was at this moment that an elderly Ignivas person connected to the communication.

“If you look through history, you’ll see that the Serpent God never actually learned magic back then… This is also recorded in the legends of the Radiant Ones.”

"Ah this."

As the pages of the book were turned, the past was transformed into words and surfaced in the minds of the Ignivas people.

It doesn't seem like a apocryphal text, meaning it actually happened in history, and their serpent god probably didn't really have any magic.

"And who could it be?"

People were quite puzzled by Ignivas.

However, since they couldn't figure it out, they decided to go and find out. They planned to send someone back to see how their hometown had changed and whether the giant serpent they worshipped had awakened.

"So, who reported it just now?"

After a thorough investigation, the young Ignivas man was naturally found, and a heavy burden was placed on his shoulders.

That is, to go back to my hometown and visit.

(End of this chapter)