There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 253, Those Who Devour Gods
I stepped out onto the long corridor in front of the ancient temple.

A huge circular archway and the dilapidated, abandoned hall behind it appeared in Xiao Yang's sight one after the other.

The thick, grayish-white roots have disappeared.

Such a change can lead to a very simple judgment without much thought.

"It won't be that simple."

Should we continue forward?

I have a feeling that if I go there, a huge, serious problem awaits me.

This combination of scenes gave Xiao Yang a strange sense of unease.

After a brief pause, Xiao Yang finally made his decision.

Keep going.

"He didn't come here out of pointless fear and hesitation!"

Taking a step, I got closer and closer to the huge circular archway.

As he walked forward, Xiao Yang looked up and, for some reason, his gaze was drawn to a pattern on the archway.

A huge silver tree relief is engraved on the archway.

This ancient temple is undoubtedly inextricably linked to the Silver Tree.

But when Xiao Yang looked at the silver tree relief, something else came to mind first.

"Could it be this?"

Xiao Yang thought of the pattern on the back of the wooden board he had just obtained.

Xiao Yang nimbly climbed up the gaps in the archway and soon arrived in front of the silver tree relief.

He took out the wooden board he had obtained from the mutant, compared it with the abstract patterns on it and the ancient stone carving in front of him, and determined something. He then decided to give it a try.

Reach out and press down in the very center of this silver tree relief.

A clicking sound appeared.

Following the sound, Xiao Yang found a hidden door slowly opening on a stone protrusion above the archway next to the Silver Tree relief.

They perked up.

That damned door-opening killer didn't appear behind that hidden portal.

This area is really deserted.

The hidden portal connects to a shortcut, or rather, it's hard to say whether it is a shortcut or not.

Xiao Yang is now walking on the main beam of this ancient temple.

This is an ancient temple.

This is something you can be certain of at first glance.

The intense divine aura triggered a notification in the game.

[Player has entered an abnormal faith node. Please be aware.]

On the main beam of the temple, Xiao Yang lowered his head halfway down.

The central area of ​​the temple was an extremely empty place, unless something unusual or more conspicuous was found.

"A root that has emerged from the earth."

“A withered, dark, lifeless root sprouted in the center of this ancient temple.”

Simply by looking at it, Xiao Yang inexplicably felt a little uneasy about the root.

how to say.

“None of the roots we encountered in Clock Tower City during this period were easy to deal with.”

Why is there a hidden path here that allows people to walk above the temple?

Xiao Yang, who was playing the role of a thief, let his thoughts wander.

"Could it be just to avoid that thing down there?"

Xiao Yang found a possibility that was very likely true.

I let out a breath. If that's really the case, then what exactly is this root section below?

The ominous feeling grew stronger.

Xiao Yang quickly dispelled this thought.

Let's think of something positive.

He quickened his pace; he would soon be able to see what this temple was all about by traversing this hidden path.

At the end of the stone beam was a platform where Xiao Yang saw some stacked boxes, some drafts, and a bed.

Clearly, there have been people active here recently.

However, these were not the most attractive things to him. His gaze involuntarily fell on what was directly in front of him. At the end of the temple, a huge stone wall collapsed.

A huge ancient relief on the stone wall seems to depict some information.

Xiao Yang's gaze fell on the huge relief sculpture that had appeared in front of him, which contained some unusual techniques.

With just a simple glance, Xiao Yang felt as if he were witnessing a story from a long time ago.

In the utter darkness, a shooting star fell, its sparks briefly illuminating the darkness.
The dragon was born first, followed by man, and finally a tender sprout struggling to grow from the earth.
The first dragon to be born took the spot where the meteor fell, and used the debris left by the meteor to build its own strong scales.

As the eldest son of light, He possesses the firelight brought by the meteor.
In the darkness, only the dragon's scales shimmered with vibrant colors.

The Age of Dragons Has Arrived

The story on the mural ends here. The sudden pause abruptly pulled Xiao Yang, who had just been immersed in it, out of his reverie, and a look of obvious surprise appeared on his face.

"This sudden abrupt interruption really caught me off guard."

The most obvious feeling after seeing this stone mural that records an ancient story is...

"It seems like I saw something, yet it also seems like I saw nothing at all."

"Meteors bring light?" "The age of dragons?"

Add one to the knowledge from long ago.

Helpless, he turned his gaze to the platform in front of him.

The platform was piled with huge boxes. Pushing open the boxes, long-necked bottles appeared in front of Xiao Yang.

Take one out of it.

The long-necked bottle was filled with a little less than half a bottle of yellowish, cloudy liquid.

Untreated diluted life resin
Quality: white

Description: A crude technique, wasting almost 99% of the work.

The Gods Game made a comment on the item in Xiao Yang's hand.

There were quite a few boxes piled up here, a total of six large boxes. Xiao Yang pushed them open one by one, and they were all filled with diluted sap from the Tree of Life.

"Good heavens! Just how much did they smoke?!"

No wonder the roots in the tunnel have a grayish-white, withered color. Even the World Tree couldn't withstand being pulled like that.

Moreover, they were all wasted after being pulled out.

It's such a waste of resources!
If these life resins are processed well, Xiao Yang feels that his ability to upgrade his special traits is assured.

Such a good epic-quality item has been ruined like this.

A little sad.

Besides the boxes full of bottles, Xiao Yang also found some yellowed blueprints and a diary.

The yellowed drawings record the Magic Energy Committee's excavation records of the underground ruins.

This is a good thing. In order to complete the ancient story that was forcibly interrupted, Xiao Yang put away this blueprint.

And then there's that diary.

The supply of nutritional paste is becoming increasingly tight.

And why did the color change? Weren't the nutritional pastes always green before?
Holy anointing, holy anointing—it's all just a bunch of nonsense concocted by the Silver Cult to fool people. I've looked at old city records; these things aren't blessings at all, but rather things mined from underground.
Those bastards in the city committee look down on us just because the city logistics management center is no longer useful.
Our share of nutritional paste supply has been reduced.
If I had mental talent, I'd be on the city council too.
If I had silver blood, I'd join the Silver Cult too.
What utter nonsense about divine gifts! If it were truly divine gifts, why do bishops and archbishops have members in every generation receiving them? It's just that they monopolize the high-purity nutritional paste, and we're given inferior products.

I found it! This city logistics management center isn't entirely useless after all; it turns out there's a mining tunnel connected to it underneath.

With the bloodline of silver, I've extracted enough nourishing paste; I too possess the bloodline of silver, and my family is destined to become a noble family of silver.

The excavation went smoothly, as long as they stayed away from the temple and the monster.
Everything went smoothly, everything went smoothly, but why, why did I hear some different voices?
What is that? What is crying? What is that crying? Stop crying! Stop crying!

I know, I know, it's this tree crying, it's crying.

I dared not dig any further; it seemed to have reached its limit. The roots were withering, as if the Silver Goddess was weeping.
No, I haven't awakened my silver bloodline yet.

Why should I? You've supported us for so many years, and those high and mighty Silver Nobles are all digging, so why shouldn't I?
Give me a little more, give me a little more, my great Silver Mother!

A diary containing many words appeared before Xiao Yang.

Looking at the words inside, Xiao Yang fell silent.

Many new problems have arisen, and the veracity of the information contained herein is unknown.

"Supply shortage?"

The contents of the diary conflicted with what Xiao Yang saw. In the residential area, in the neighborhood committee, in the house of an elderly person in the community, Xiao Yang saw a large amount of diluted life resin.

Resources and food are not lacking.

"No, there's no conflict between them!"

Not lacking does not mean there is no shortage. Perhaps the supply in Clock Tower City was more abundant before, but the reduction is difficult for the city's residents to accept.

This line of thinking is also logical.

His gaze fell once again on the diary in front of him.

I don't know how to evaluate these somewhat chaotic sentences, or the guy behind them.

It seems that even though Clock Tower City has maintained such prosperity and stability for so long in the post-apocalyptic era, there are still many problems.

Xiao Yang saw two words very clearly.

"greedy."

A chilling kind of greed.

His gaze fell on the grayish-white roots beneath him.

Grayish-white and withered, it seems to have no vitality at all.

A very absurd situation has arisen.

Based on the clues we have so far, a situation that is hard to imagine has emerged.

It is often the gods who devour mortal things at will, high above, as if they are untouched by even a speck of dust.

But now, in this Clock Tower City, the situation has been reversed.

It is not the gods who are devouring people, but people who are devouring the gods.

The people in these clock tower cities seem to have been devouring a sacred being for a long time.

Moreover, it wasn't a matter of a day or two of consumption, but rather a long-term process, generation after generation, consuming countless years.

The prosperity and tranquility of Clock Tower City were built on such circumstances.

This answer is truly astonishing.

This explains why the Silver Tree remained so unfazed by the attack from the plague rats.

So it turns out He was almost eaten alive by these guys in Clock Tower City.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say. After holding it in for a while, Xiao Yang silently uttered this sentence.

"You guys are ruthless! You're really ruthless!"

(End of this chapter)