There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 524, The Awakening of the God of Fertility
The day after Xiao Yang enjoyed his moment of leisure.

He was just about to go fishing.

Although it seemed as if the curse of the Air Force was haunting him.

But who knows?

Maybe this time it will be different.

Something disrupted his plans.

The gaunt god of abundance seemed to have finally regained some of his sanity.

Xiao Yang wanted to see Him.

Unexpectedly, His current location is where the Holy Grail of Sin is.

Summon the gates of the dungeon.

Push open the dungeon door.

When he reappeared, Xiao Yang had already arrived at the location of the Holy Grail of Sin, still holding his fishing gear.

He takes this matter quite seriously.

Not far away, he found the god of abundance.

This gaunt, hunched old man stood at the source of the River of Purification, directly above the Holy Grail of Sin.

As they found the God of Abundance, Xiao Yang's excessively tall and majestic statue also came into view.

The corners of the mouth twitched.

We are ready for battle.

He wasn't sure what state the God of Abundance was in, especially since he was currently standing directly above the highly sensitive artifact, the Holy Grail of Sin.

"This year's harvest is good!"

Even after Xiao Yang stood beside him, the God of Abundance did not do anything out of line, but simply looked at the world before him and sighed.

With the River of Purification and the Holy Grail of Sin located here, this land is naturally fertile and bountiful.

The green wheat fields stretched out from the Xiao Yang statue, covering almost the entire field of vision.

Xiao Yang did not speak, but stood silently.

Silent and peaceful.

If this god of abundance shows even the slightest sign of danger, this silence and calm will immediately turn into a terrifying storm.

Fortunately, it didn't turn out to be that bad.

"As soon as I woke up, I felt that a part of my power was here."

"So it was the cup I made earlier."

"A brilliant idea, but the part about abundant blessings is too bland."

The gaunt old man spoke calmly.

"What are you going to do?"

"Just put me in that cup too, okay?"

"After so many years of torment, I don't have much strength left. This body is probably the only thing that's still somewhat useful."

This somewhat avant-garde suggestion left Xiao Yang speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry about it, I'm about to die."

The god of abundance added this sentence.

Xiao Yang ultimately decided to skip the question.

"What exactly happened during that war? Why did you become like that?"

"That war..."

"The evil gods suddenly swarmed in, and then we lost."

The god of abundance seems unwilling to mention that war.

As for the question of why he became the way he was...

An indescribable pain and sorrow flashed across the withered, hunched face of the old man.

“After losing that war, those who didn’t die came to me for help, and I knelt down before them to save them.”

"Did those evil gods break their promise?"

"They obeyed!"

As he finished speaking, the expression on the face of the god of abundance became even more ferocious.

Xiao Yang remained silent, waiting quietly for the figure before him to respond.

His two questions seemed to have struck a nerve with the god of abundance.

"The choice wasn't very good."

"Those evil gods spared me, and I saved those who survived."

But the world is different now.

Those evil gods have somehow altered the world.

I want to save them! I've already given so much!
But I couldn't do it; no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't feed them.

“I know, I know they are hungry.”

"But I have no choice."

"The dead have come back to life, and they seem to be questioning me!" "I am helpless! My divine kingdom has been shattered in the war! My status and divine power are exhausted!"

“They wouldn’t let me go. When I closed my eyes, I felt the dead people watching me.”

"I'm hungry too."

In a distorted expression.

The gaunt old man mumbled out some unusually terrifying words.

"I eventually let them eat me so that no one would be hungry."

At this point, the rambling conversation came to an end.

Xiao Yang raised his head.

His words were incoherent and somewhat erratic.

But Xiao Yang didn't press the matter further.

Those broken, incomplete gods in the rotten land are a pitiful and pathetic bunch.

There's really no need to delve into the details of stories from so long ago.

A new question has been raised.

"How those evil gods transformed this world."

Xiao Yang discovered a blind spot in the words of the God of Abundance.

“A crack was torn open, and something flowed into the world; those judgments, they broke in.”

"Hehehe, but it's not so easy to get in from the other side. I heard them regretting it, but they can't get out now!"

With just two questions, Xiao Yang stirred up the God of Abundance, who had finally regained his senses, once again.

He seemed a bit crazy.

Xiao Yang achieved his goal.

"In short, I made a face that was hard to control."

The high level of perception provides a premonition.

The God of Abundance observed the increasingly dire situation directly.

A scarlet eye opened on the forehead.

With just one glance, Xiao Yang was able to ascertain the condition of the God of Abundance.

"He is indeed going to die."

Perhaps we can ask some more questions; Xiao Yang still knows too little about that war.

But in the end.

Xiao Yang did not ask any further questions.

I stood quietly beside the old man who was rambling incoherently.

It gradually calmed down.

The two men stared at each other for a moment.

"Is there anything you regret?"

Xiao Yang suddenly asked this question.

He still respects these senior figures.

The God of Abundance pondered this statement seriously.

He looked down at the green waves of wheat spreading out before him.

I watched it for a long time.

"No, I have no regrets."

"You did very well."

Finish this sentence.

It's time.

When Xiao Yang pulled the God of Abundance out of the stomach of greed, He was already on the verge of death. To this day, His condition has not improved; on the contrary, it has become increasingly critical.

The god of abundance before them seemed to have accepted this outcome.

He didn't appear overly panicked, nor did he shout or scream in terror.

His aura gradually weakened.

"Don't forget it."

He gave Xiao Yang this final instruction.

There was complete silence there.

A god who had survived until now thus calmly and peacefully faced death.

This process even seemed a bit too hasty.

But think about where you are now.

"A land of decay."

That doesn't seem so strange.

(End of this chapter)