Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

“If it’s an ascension ceremony, at least we’ll risk our lives. But if it’s about summoning that one… if that one turns their gaze around, we’ll all die together.”

"But it also guarantees that all these natives will die out."

Elias's expression turned serious.

"You should have already sensed it; the natives here have a huge problem. They can even receive two kinds of divine grace at the same time, and they can even refuse the blessings of the god of pleasure... If we let them continue to develop like this, can you imagine the consequences?"

The chosen champions only pondered for a moment before their expressions turned even more grim.

Clearly, they had already considered the terrible outcome: a being even more terrifying than the infamous Ignivas of the Star Sea—and if they remembered correctly, according to rumors, the Ignivas' home planet was also in this star system.

"Is there something wrong with this place? Why have a bunch of monsters suddenly appeared?"

The chosen champion frowned, clearly realizing the seriousness of the situation.

Clearly, the killing of these natives is no longer just a matter of an ascension ceremony.

Only by nipping these local natives in the bud can Xinghai achieve peace and tranquility.

"For the God of Courage, for our glory, it is time for us to shatter this darkness."

As he said this, Elias drew his sword.

"Let us summon that one."

“Let Him send down a plague and destroy everything here.”

Chapter 248 The Ancient Serpent's Thick Soup

Destruction comes silently.

At first, people only felt a little tired. Although this was obviously abnormal, it was normal for everyone to feel tired after the city had been operating at full capacity all day.

Therefore, apart from the necessary defenses and the maintenance of the city's operation, those who could take leave did so. After all, with the Serpent God lurking outside the city, they only needed to rest for a day to recover their strength, and there shouldn't be any problems.

But who could have imagined that this rest would last for a full seven days?

After seven days, everyone was still exhausted. As for why no one had reacted after seven days, it was because the clerks who were responsible for notifying people to start work had also collapsed—they not only lacked the energy to get up and leave the house, but even had pustules growing on their bodies.

It was at this moment that everyone realized that this was more than just simple fatigue.

But when they finally managed to force themselves out of their homes, wanting to find the four priests to resolve the matter...

The four priests were even more severely ulcerated than the others, and they were no longer recognizable as human beings.

"This……"

Looking at the four still-breathing, mangled bodies, people felt a chill run down their spines.

"kill me……"

At that moment, one of the four priests let out a weak, mournful cry.

"Kill us..."

The agonizing screams sent chills down the spines of everyone present. The four priests were currently the strongest in Tatunbuto, and even they could only wail and await their death; their pitiful state was truly appalling…

"and many more?"

Just then, a quick-witted clerk abruptly raised his head.

"Yes! Kill them!"

Upon hearing this, the others thought he had gone mad. After all, no matter how badly the four priests were treated, they were still one of their own. They should at least try to save them instead of killing them outright. But then, someone realized what he was trying to do.

"Yes! Kill them!"

Without hesitation, the clerks used their last remaining strength to grab a few desks and smash the four already mangled heads.

The souls of the four priests naturally returned to the underworld.

Yes, if these four priests were dead, it would be easier to handle—after all, just by looking at the way they were rotting, it was clear that they wouldn't survive to leave the city, let alone leave the city; they wouldn't even be able to leave this room.

Instead, if the four priests were killed directly, their souls would return to the underworld, allowing them to see the serpent god without even leaving the city gates.

As it turned out, this was indeed the fastest way. Less than a quarter of an hour after the four priests died, Du Yi, who was stationed outside the city, had already received the complete news.

"You mean, you suddenly became covered in sores and then you died?"

Upon receiving the message from the four priests who had already arrived in the Underworld, Du Yi was momentarily confused.

Although it sounds like some kind of disease, in reality it is far from something that can be explained by disease—because disease, after all, only affects the body, but those four priests clearly had damage to their souls as well.

The fatigue of the previous week was not physical fatigue at all, but rather that the soul could no longer provide enough power, causing the consciousness to be unable to drive the body to act normally.

However, the people of Tatunbhut could not see the problem at this level, which is why they kept delaying and even allowed the festering sores to spread directly to the body.

"This is clearly not something from here."

Du Yi immediately made a judgment.

The reason for this judgment is simple: these local natives are really too weak. Whether it's him or those Tatunbuto people, from top to bottom, there isn't a single one who can truly harm the soul.

Their technology is far from reaching that level; this must be a product of the stars.

"However, with our current level of technology, we can at least do one other thing."

It was at this moment that Ansag's soul, one of the four priests, put forward an idea.

Ansag's idea was simple: while there were still a batch of terracotta figures, he would simply put the souls of the dead into the terracotta figures, and everyone would stop using their physical bodies and live in the terracotta figures for the time being. If they still needed to use their physical bodies, that was also possible; once this inexplicable epidemic was over, they could find a way to replace their bodies back.

However, Du Yi rejected this proposal.

"Simply changing the body won't do any good; the problem lies with the soul."

Although he knew it was a problem with the soul, Du Yi didn't know exactly what it was. At this moment, he suddenly missed Ilya being dead. At least when this chosen champion commentator was around, there was someone who could answer his questions about knowledge from the stars.

For now, he has no choice but to do it himself.

"The power of life and death reincarnation might solve this problem, but to use that power of life, we still need to bring those souls to the underworld first... To put it bluntly, they are still dead, and it may even take a considerable amount of time to recover before they can be resurrected."

This is indeed a solution, but it's a last resort. Compared to letting his men die, Du Yi prefers to cure them directly.

"But, if we want to nourish the soul..."

It was at this moment that Du Yi suddenly remembered the so-called divine food.

The food that he found completely useless was actually beneficial to the locals, but they gained experience from eating it. Du Yi remembered that when he was puzzled by this, Ujat, the sun god who had now become a new energy barbecue grill, also said that the meat he grilled could not possibly activate his own consciousness.

Conversely, the meat he grilled could actually stir up the consciousness of the residents of Tatunbto.

Although Du Yi still needs to study the underlying principles, if we think about it in this direction, doesn't that mean that the food he cooks can directly nourish people's souls through their consciousness?

"Try it!"

Du Yi was always the type to act on his words, so he immediately laid the sun god Ujat on the ground, ready to fire.

Roasted meat was definitely not suitable; with those people's weak teeth, they probably couldn't eat something that required chewing. So after a moment's thought, Du Yi came up with a suitable solution.

Thus, Ujat, the sun god who had already turned into a thin sheet, was subjected to a second impact. Not only was his entire body smashed into the ground, but a huge crater was also rammed into his chest and abdomen.

After that, Du Yi began to pour water into the pit.

He was preparing to make soup.

Chapter 249 Hell Drawing

Compared to his barbecue skills, Du Yi's soup-making skills are actually just average.

After all, Du Yi had honed his skills in grilling meat for a long time, but he had never had a pot for making soup. Moreover, it was not very convenient to drink soup from a snake's mouth, so Du Yi had put it aside for the time being.

However, despite his average skills, Du Yi can still perform some basic operations.

First and foremost, the most important thing is preparing the ingredients. Originally, Du Yi planned to use the beef and mutton he had been using recently, but after thinking for a moment, he decided to change the ingredients.

The reason, of course, is the words spoken by the sun god Ujat.

In other words, "the mobilization of consciousness".

Although Du Yi still didn't quite understand the underlying principles, he could at least vaguely sense the characteristics of the process—the same beef, which ordinary people in Tatunbuto could cook without experience, but he could cook it with remarkable speed and efficiency, which meant that the variable was actually in him.

The people of Tatunbhu worshipped him as a god, so naturally, the things he created were extraordinary.

As a result, the same grilled meat can taste different, and the same ingredients can even produce different effects.

"That's probably how consciousness is triggered. We have to make these people think that this soup is amazing."

So Du Yi abandoned the idea of ​​using beef or mutton, and instead used a piece of meat that he considered to be of higher status.

That is the flesh on the back of the neck of the sun god Ujat.

Although the sun god Ujat's body has hands and feet, the head above the neck is still an eagle's head—rounding up, it should actually be considered a stewed eagle neck. Of course, that's still not enough, so Du Yi simply borrowed some blood from the wound and made some blood tofu.

After being exposed to sunlight, Ujat's neck recovered completely, with no trace of the incision visible. This made Du Yi marvel at the convenience of this new energy solar furnace.

With the main ingredients in place, the flavoring ingredients naturally couldn't be overlooked. Fortunately, Du Yi had always had the habit of collecting various spices, and after adjusting the flavor, several large packets of stewing spices were ready.

Of course, since it was a soup, not a stew, Du Yi paid great attention to the quality of the soup. So he took some of the neck meat of the sun god Ujat, ground it into minced meat, and put the minced meat in every time the soup boiled to filter out the impurities in the soup.

This was a method he had heard of long ago, and now he was putting it to the test.

The entire stewing process involved no open flame. All that was needed was to place the sun god Ujat under the sun to bask in the heat, which would then dissipate on its own. After boiling the soup three times and filtering it three times, Du Yi finally obtained a pot of clear soup with an amber hue.

It was called a pot, but that was only in Du Yi's opinion. In reality, with the amount in this pot, even if dozens of people were thrown in to swim, it wouldn't be crowded. As it turned out, the people of Tatunbhut did just that. When the first group of people struggled out of the city, upon seeing that huge pot of soup, they didn't even care about the still scalding temperature and plunged headfirst into the soup.

"Hey, it's not swimming! It's drinking! It's drinking!"

Du Yi, standing on the shore, could only add a few more words before those who had almost drowned in the soup came to their senses.

However, it turned out that their instinctive reaction was correct. After soaking in the soup, the sores on their bodies even faded, and after drinking the soup, their exhausted bodies began to regain some vitality.

It was at this moment that these people realized they had probably ruined the snake god's grand plan—what was supposed to be a perfectly good pot of clear soup had been turned into bathwater by them, which was truly...

"Never mind, as long as it works."

Now that things had come to this, Du Yi was too lazy to blame these people anymore. After all, although the current situation was not quite what he had expected, at least the problem had indeed been solved.

So, after the first batch of people recovered, Du Yi told them to call over more people, or simply to bring over the patients and have them soak in the soup to restore their spirits.

Of course, in order to motivate these people, Du Yi also made sure to replenish the ingredients for this pot of thick soup.

Upon learning that the serpent god had actually cut off the flesh of the sun god to make soup in order to cure them, the entire Tathāgambutō was in an uproar. Even though everyone in the city was sick, they insisted on dragging their ailing bodies over to soak in the soup.

Some people were even secretly drinking the soup that had become bathwater, which was in line with Du Yi's original idea. However, Du Yi strictly forbade this behavior, since who knows if there were any germs or other pathogens in the soup, and it was not safe to drink it.

However, even if Du Yi made a request, the people of Tatunbhut had a way to deal with it—just like now, many people simply soaked in it and didn't come out. As more and more people soaked in the pool, water would always splash up. At this time, as long as you opened your mouth, the refreshing and delicious soup would fall on your tongue.

So, from a distance, what should have been a scene of people queuing to get soup turned into a terrifying picture of hell.

The people who emerged from Tatunbutu had sunken cheeks and lifeless eyes. They dragged their weak bodies toward the giant serpent and toward the steaming cauldron of the sun god. Then, one by one, they jumped into the cauldron and into the rising steam.

Judging from the way they all raised their heads and opened their mouths wide, they probably couldn't even let out a scream.

This scene, which could be described as hellish, was also witnessed by the chosen champions from afar.

They dared not approach the local natives directly, for they knew all too well just how ferocious this plague from the depths of space was—in fact, it could be said that the moment the God of Destruction looked upon this place, the entire planet, starting from Tatunbuto, had already entered its countdown.

But now look...

"That ancient snake actually stewed all these local natives?"

The chosen champions had considered how to deal with the ancient serpent, but they never imagined it would be in this way.

"While this might actually stop the spread of the disease for a while... it's so ruthless!"

Even though they are the chosen champions and are known for their brutality, they would never do something as simple as stewing living people in a large pot.

Only another, even more insane group would do this.

"not good!"

It was at this moment that Elias, who had been deep in thought, suddenly stood up.

"Something happened!"

Chapter 250 God's Chosen David Day

Even in the vast universe, the God of Destruction is a notorious deity.

As for the reason for his infamy, it is naturally because of the way he exerts his destruction. Unlike other gods who are known for their strength, this god of destruction has always used plagues to carry out his methods.

Of course, the followers of the God of Destruction do not call Him that; they generally refer to Him as the God of Life. In the legends circulating among these followers, this God of Life is always simmering a pot of thick soup—said to be the essence of all life, containing infinite mysteries.