Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 264 Snake Extermination Alliance
To become stronger, you need to know what strength really means.

Strength rarely exists in isolation; as the saying goes, strength only exists when there is weakness. One must compare who is more powerful to demonstrate one's strength—and the best way to demonstrate strength is often through force, since physical destruction is the best way to show strength in most cases.

As for martial arts, to put it bluntly, it's the technique of killing enemies. To kill enemies, you definitely need to use weapons. And for Du Yi right now, the best weapon is naturally his body, which has been tempered and refined over thousands of years.

Although he mostly hammered others during those thousand hammering sessions, this time, he's going to start hammering himself.

However, as a snake, there are not many training methods to choose from. Even though Du Yi has revised the plan many times, he can still only choose abdominal crunches as his temporary training method.

Yes, start with crunches. As for why not sit-ups, it's mainly because he can't get up.

After placing the flowerpots on the shelf to the side, Du Yi began his daily exercise. Taking into account the consumption of food, he now carefully considers his exercise volume to prevent himself from becoming overly hungry—but training must be thorough, otherwise, just going through the motions will definitely not produce any results.

That vague scale, also known as the "strength and power," is where true skill is revealed.

As Du Yi began his training, the city of Tatunbuto, which had been silent all night, finally began to function again, welcoming the rising sun.

It wasn't that the people in the city didn't want to sleep longer; the main problem was that the noise from the snake's body hitting the ground outside the city was so loud that even if they plugged their ears, they could still feel the earth trembling. Since they couldn't lie down in bed, they might as well get up and do something, even if it was just stretching their muscles like the snake god.

But there are always some people who don't want to stretch their muscles at this time, especially those chosen champions who are camped far away. They had planned to rest today after keeping watch for a long time, but who would have thought that the earth would start rumbling so early in the morning.

"Even my wounds were ruptured by the shock..."

Wiping the blood flowing from his chest, Casaloran, knowing he could no longer lie down, simply called for his men again and began to observe the military situation.

Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle. This time, Casaloron realized that he had underestimated his opponent last time. He thought he knew something about the evil serpent, but now it seems he needs to observe it further to find out its weaknesses.

But this time, he saw something different.

Where did that basin come from?

Looking at the large flowerpot placed next to the giant serpent in the distance, a somewhat confused Casaloran summoned the Chosen Champion, who had been keeping watch the previous night.

"Does anyone know what happened?"

The chosen champion, who was in charge of keeping watch, did see what happened last night, so he roughly told everyone he knew, including how the seeds were planted and then pulled up, how the local natives held a meeting, how the seeds were planted in flowerpots, and how they were even placed on shelves... After all, this was done in the open and without anyone being behind it, so there was no question of hiding anything.

When he heard that the seeds had already spread into a vast root system just moments after being planted, Casaloron frowned slightly.

"Where do I feel like I've heard that before?"

Casaloron tried to search his memory; he should know what this thing was.

But at that very moment, another thought resonated within his mind.

"Kasalon, it's been a long time."

"……Who are you?"

Casalon frowned slightly as he sensed this unfamiliar consciousness.

He had no recollection of having not seen anyone for a long time; everyone who had seen him was dead, except for that evil ancient serpent in the distance.

However, this answer clearly angered that consciousness, and Casaloran could even feel the obvious anger—but soon, this anger was suppressed.

And that consciousness sent out a message once again.

“It’s me, I’m David Day.”

"Haha." Casalon chuckled, waving his hand to disrupt the spiritual energy field around him, severing the connection with that consciousness.

David Day, he still remembered this person, though now he could probably no longer be called a human being—he had simply accepted the call of the God of Courage and become a legion commander under the God of Courage.

But this David Day… according to the rumors he heard while conquering the stars, this former king of the Ignivas had abandoned his soul and become the infamous incarnation of the god of destruction.

As for this thing, Casaloran could only say that he felt disgusted even if he said another word. As the incarnation of the God of Destruction, its consciousness would only be as rotten and foul as the God of Destruction. If the connection time were any longer, it would probably be infected with some kind of dirty disease.

"What's more, I just blocked his spiritual energy field yesterday, and he came here specifically today. I'm afraid he's just here to annoy me."

With that in mind, Casaloan decided to stop having any further communication with David Day.

But at that very moment, David Day's consciousness once again forced its way in.

"Let me finish speaking, don't disconnect, I have important business to discuss."

Sensing the information transmitted from that consciousness, Casalon's face darkened. Clearly, David Day, as an Ignivas, was quite adept at using consciousness—but just as Casalon was about to wave his hand again to sever the connection.

The thought that surfaced in his mind revealed news he had never expected.

"I'm afraid we'll have to join forces."

That thought came from the depths of my mind.

“My Seed of Creation is lost.”

"Join forces with you? You're not worthy!"

Casalon spat on the ground. He would never agree to such a thing. In accordance with the will of the God of Courage, since David Day was not dead, he would absolutely kill this beast.

"Even if it's your Seed of Creation... wait a minute?"

Before he could finish speaking, Casaloan suddenly froze.

"You mean, the Seed of Creation?"

"Yes, it comes from the seed of creation of the God of Life."

The inner voice responded.

“I can only sense that it has been planted, but not planted in the ground... Calm down, Casaloran, we’re in big trouble now.”

"If the Seed of Creation was taken away by that evil serpent, then we probably won't survive."

"Kasalorn?"

"Hmm? Are you listening?"

"Ok?"

……

The voice in his heart kept ringing, but Casaloran showed no sign of responding.

He just stared blankly at the large flowerpot placed next to the giant snake in the distance.

(End of this chapter)