Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

It could even be described as a power capable of destroying everything.

Casaloron felt that the Four Gods were making a mountain out of a molehill. The current demon army was so powerful that it was already enough to flatten the planet itself—it was just a bit like using a battle axe to kill a chicken when dealing with a group of natives.

But David Day, on his palanquin, thought differently. This incarnation of the god of destruction, who was born from the planet beneath his feet, even felt that these troops were not enough.

"After all, that ancient serpent holds the Seed of Creation in its hand."

David Day gave his reasons.

This made Casalon shake his head repeatedly. In the end, the reason why the Seed of Creation was lost was because of David Day's own negligence. If David Day hadn't underestimated his opponent, how could things have turned out like this?

Moreover, is it really necessary to make such a fuss over a mere seed of creation?

No matter how terrifying the Seed of Creation is, it is still the creation of the God of Destruction. Now that the God of Destruction has taken action himself, what is the Seed of Creation?

"Hard to say."

David Day simply shook his head.

"We don't yet know what will happen to that Seed of Creation that has absorbed snake blood... In any case, don't underestimate our enemy, and don't forget that our mission is already difficult enough."

"..."

Casalon remained silent.

Clearly, having learned from the painful consequences of underestimating his opponent last time, David Day quickly changed his ways. This time, instead of underestimating his opponent, David Day carefully made all the necessary preparations.

After all, as David Day said, their mission this time was already difficult enough.

The task given to them by the Four Gods was to directly destroy the body of the ancient serpent. According to the divine decree of the Four Gods, they had already invaded the underworld of this planet and were fighting the ancient serpent. However, since they were fighting on foreign soil, it would still take them some time to destroy the ancient serpent.

Therefore, in order for the four gods to defeat the ancient serpent as soon as possible and divide the entire planet, these chosen warriors must shoulder the heavy responsibility of destroying the ancient serpent's physical body.

Since the Four Gods had successfully suppressed the Ancient Serpent in the Underworld, the Ancient Serpent could only exert half of its power. In the eyes of the Four Gods, the remaining half was more than enough for their subordinates to handle.

"But... can it really be done?"

Touching the healed penetrating wound on his chest, Casalon felt a heavy weight in his heart.

He always felt that this battle wouldn't be as easy as David Day had imagined.

And the facts have proven this to be true.

When they arrived outside Tatunbto, they saw no guards on the city walls. Instead, beneath the giant snake-like body coiled outside the city, terracotta warriors stood densely packed—clearly, these local natives also knew what they should really be guarding.

Simply defending the city would be completely ineffective, since any one of the demons in this vast army could easily scale the seemingly insurmountable city walls.

But now...

"We are both from this planet, so we don't need to look down on any natives."

As he said this, David Day waved to the terracotta warriors in the distance.

The four demonic armies have all come out in full force.

At the forefront were not even the chosen champions of the God of Courage, but the thick-skinned creep walkers. These massive constructs were able to withstand any sword or blade, and as long as their core was not destroyed, they were almost impossible to kill. These slowly advancing creep walkers were like rows and rows of city walls, completely surrounding the entire battlefield and sealing off any escape route.

Following them were the chosen champions, heavily armored warriors wielding rune swords, who skillfully dealt with their old adversaries. The terracotta warriors, whose bodies were filled with homemade explosives and oil, could hardly harm them even if they were detonated on the spot.

Moreover, among the allied forces, there were even lust demons from the God of Desire. Although these lust demons could not transform themselves as easily as their princess, the Shadow of Enchantress, even a brief transformation into the appearance of the enemy was enough for them to infiltrate the terracotta warriors and cause enormous destruction and casualties.

Of course, the most ferocious were the ever-changing golems from the mysterious god. As soon as these golems landed, they transformed into the shape of pythons. Although they were still too small compared to the giant snakes that were as big as mountains in the distance, their sacred appearance made the terracotta warriors hesitant to act, and even their swords stopped moving. They even impersonated the voices of the terracotta commanders, shouting out incorrect orders, keeping the terracotta warriors busy running around, and even causing them to explode in mid-air.

In just a moment, the terracotta warriors were routed.

"But they can still be resurrected."

Casalon looked toward Tatunbto, which was not far away.

"As long as the city's arsenal continues to operate, these terracotta warriors will keep popping up... In fact, their attack methods are already halfway into the Star Sea realm; the only problem is that they can't fly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Casaloran froze.

Simply because, in his line of sight, a chosen champion who was engaged in a chaotic battle suddenly flew into the sky.

Between the gaps in the armor, the color of steel could be faintly seen. Clearly, what was encased beneath this armor was no ordinary body—yet this armored humanoid was so full of courage that Casaloran could even sense the resolute determination to disregard life and death.

And the direction that the steel humanoid flew off in was...

"not good!"

Casaloran hurled the javelin in his hand.

But the spear was still a step too slow, simply because the target that the steel humanoid was about to charge at was too close.

Then, with a loud "crack," the huge flowerpot that had been suspended in mid-air suddenly shattered.

In just a moment, countless roots stretched downwards, a yearning for the soil, a yearning for the earth, an infinite yearning for nutrients.

"The Seed of Creation..."

Just as Casaloron raised his head, countless roots descended from the sky.

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 Casaloran's breathing a little easier.

But immediately, Casaloan's breath hitched 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.

Chapter 302 Meeting in the Underworld

"We are a burden to the serpent god."

The four priests had always been reluctant to admit this, and neither had the people of Tatunbto.

They would identify themselves as believers, as children of the serpent god, which at least gave them some peace of mind. They would offer sacrifices and carry out the serpent god's commands... But then what?

Then, during the battle, when those alien enemies from the starry sea descended, they realized that their power was ultimately too insignificant, and that they could do nothing at all.

In fact, it might even drag down their snake god.

With them around, the Serpent God couldn't go all out. With them around, the Serpent God would always have to consider their lives when he made a move. They had seen the Serpent God train before, and they had also seen the way he would forcefully stop every time he was about to exert his strength.