Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 113 The Power to Change the World

Although the Ignivas' main area of ​​activity was concentrated near the sacred mountain, they had more than just this one city.

The new Ignis City in the Southern Swamp was founded by the Second Akakage with all his heart and soul, and it took several generations for the Ignis people to officially move back to their old home—but that doesn’t mean they abandoned the Southern Swamp.

The development of that region has never stopped, and the research on that swamp has continued—just as the people living in the new city have an unforgettable feeling for their homeland, the seekers living on the holy mountain also have considerable curiosity about this unknown region.

Thus, while successive generations of Akakage initiated one reform after another.

Generation after generation of seekers of the truth have also discovered some incredible things in the southern swamps.

"In fact, all living beings come out of the swamp."

When the seekers put forward this argument, the Ignivas thought they must be crazy. For thousands of years, the Ignivas had lived in their homeland, at the end of the Old King's era, and were forced to leave their homeland due to the sudden deterioration of the environment.

As for the claim that everyone came from the southern swamp... how could anyone utter such utter nonsense?
But the seekers did not change their tune because of the insults. Instead, they presented detailed evidence—various bones they had dug out of the swamp and various remains they had found in the sacred mountain.

"By comparing these skeletons, we can see that a long, long time ago, the homeland of the Ignivas was also a swamp..."

According to the seekers, the earth was originally muddy and barren, and there were no trees at that time, only some ancient ferns. In that era when there were no humans, the animals living on this land were very similar to the animals in the swamp, and could even be said to have come from the same source.

After that, as time passed, the swamps became land, and the grasslands became forests. In those thousands of years of evolution, creatures such as bison, antelope, cave bears, dire wolves, saber-toothed tigers, and mammoths truly emerged.

These things didn't exist before.

"But, on the other hand..."

"If we can create large swamps like we did a long, long time ago, then given enough time, new saber-toothed tigers and mammoths will eventually be born!"

The Thirty-Sixth Generation Akakage was initially skeptical of this idea.

But now...

He already had the strength to try this idea.

"I hope you can bring out the saber-toothed tiger."

Thinking of this, the Thirty-Sixth Generation Akakage looked into the distance, towards the direction of those minotaurs.

If those minotaurs can't produce saber-toothed tigers...

So, in order to create a world with saber-toothed tigers and mammoths, he probably had no choice but to use his own methods.

"Although this will likely take a long time..."

Thinking of this, the Thirty-Sixth Generation Akakage couldn't help but marvel once again at the wisdom of the Serpent God.

Is it really that simple to have a good meal?

No, this is clearly the most difficult thing.

……

On this day, the capital of the Hennu people was struck by disaster. It wasn't the monkey Ignivas that attacked, but rather the Golden-Winged Roc Demon King who returned—the heavily wounded Roc Demon King began to devour the flesh and blood of the Hennu people as soon as he landed, and only stopped briefly after eating more than three hundred of them.

But it only stopped for a short while. Just when the Hennu people thought they could escape, the mad Roc Demon King started pecking at them again.

"What's going on here!"

Inside the magnificent temple, the young monks watched as the ordinary Hennu people outside were terrified and fled in panic as the Roc King pecked at them. For a moment, they were so frightened that they could not speak.

Beside them, the elderly minotaurs frowned deeply and remained silent for a long time.

"Don't worry about it for now."

In the end, it was a few elderly minotaurs who made the decision.

It wasn't that they didn't want to help, but that they couldn't. How could they possibly stop the severely injured and crazed Peng Demon King with just a few of them? So for now, they could only console themselves by saying that they were exchanging the lives of some slaves for the severely injured Peng Demon King's recovery.

Yes, even among the Hennu, there were slaves.

After all, even among the Hennu, there are distinctions of superiority and inferiority.

The lowest class, naturally, consisted of the Hennu people who lived outside the temple. They were the most numerous, but also the second lowest in status—after all, there were other races below them, which made them seem slightly higher.

However, this "high" is only slightly higher. Even with the presence of other races at the bottom, it doesn't mean that these ordinary Hennu people will have any other status.

If you want status, you have to speak with strength. This is the third level of the Hennu people, who are the arms of the sacred bull god Dehennu. That's what they say, but in reality, it's a very large category. From warriors wielding stone axes to demon gods like the Golden-Winged Roc Demon King, they all belong to this level.

Above the warriors are the brains—the Hennu monks who live in temples; they are the elite of the elite.

However, even among the elite of the elite, there are still differences between them.

"Go and consult Magala, we need the wisdom of the sacred bull god."

After a brief discussion, the elderly minotaurs sighed.

If these elderly monks are already the leaders among all monks, then the being known as Magala is the true monk among monks—although nominally all Hennu people are incarnations of the sacred bull god Dehennu on earth, and are qualified to receive the wisdom of the sacred bull god Dehennu.

However, there is also the question of whether there is more or less understanding in this process.

The monk Magala, the most accomplished of all the Hennu, undoubtedly possessed the greatest understanding of the wisdom of the sacred bull god Dehennu. However, precisely because of this, Magala rarely appeared in public—after all, Magala needed to spend a great deal of time comprehending the wisdom of the sacred bull god Dehennu, and had no time to concern himself with such mundane matters.

But now, they are facing a terrifying power that can severely injure even the Demon King Lianpeng.

They might indeed need to bring out this esteemed monk among monks.

"All obstacles are only temporary, as long as the wisdom of the Holy Bull God remains... that is a power that can change the world!"

Thinking of this, the elderly minotaurs suddenly felt a surge of confidence.

(End of this chapter)