Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 354 Both can be the eldest son
Based on the most basic information sharing, if one Ignivas sees it, it's equivalent to all Ignivas seeing it.

As they sensed the images transmitted through their consciousness, the younger generation of Ignivas were somewhat curious, while the older generation of Ignivas were already moved to tears.

Although many of them should technically be considered the newer generation of Ignivas, they had at least heard their elders describe the appearance of the serpent god. Moreover, not all the elders who served the serpent god in the past had passed away; those who survived had personally confirmed that this was indeed the serpent god from back then.

This is the serpent god that the Ignivas once worshipped; it was the Ignivas' original belief.

As for now, although the Ignivas have indeed gone through several generations and even mastered world-destroying power, the old people from back then are still alive, so they have not fallen to the point of forgetting their ancestors. Yes, in terms of power, they may no longer be able to look up to the serpent god of the past, but they still have the same loyalty to the serpent god who once guided the Ignivas.

Even in the vast sea of ​​stars, they rarely refer to themselves as the people of the serpent god, but at least within their own community, they still maintain the custom of worshipping giant serpents.

So, here comes the problem.

"who are they?"

The people of Ignivas, who had just been excited, stopped in their tracks when they saw the pairs of eyes behind the giant serpent.

The eyes are the windows to the soul; they can sense the emotions conveyed in those gazes.

Like the Ignivas of the past, their gazes held a longing for the stars, a curiosity about the outer world, and even a worship of the serpent god—perhaps more than just a resemblance, the emotions in their gazes were even more intense than those of the Ignivas.

They were even willing to give their lives for the serpent god.

"So...who exactly are they?"

The Ignivas watching the video were somewhat confused.

It must be an unfamiliar race, at least they don't remember such a race ever existing, let alone any other race that has ever received the grace of the serpent god.

Yes, that's right, Grace.

Although they didn't know much about this unfamiliar race, just by exchanging glances, they could vaguely sense that this unfamiliar race had received even more blessings than the Ignivas.

An unfamiliar race, receiving the serpent god's favor, actually received even more than the Ignivas.

"Why?"

Some of the older generation of Ignivas have already been ignited.

Most of them were the first Ignivas, the same Ignivas who tamed mammoths for the serpent god. They had worked diligently for countless years to fulfill the serpent god's demands. Before that, long before the Great Flood, the Ignivas had been serving the serpent god without wavering.

And now, this unfamiliar race is receiving even more blessings than the Ignivas.

On what grounds? And what have they done for the serpent god?
With these thoughts in mind, they had already begun to feel a vague hostility towards that unfamiliar race—and they could also sense that the gazes themselves, from that unfamiliar race, were beginning to feel hostility towards them as well.

It was a clash between souls, a collision of wills. The moment their eyes met, both sides sensed the animosity between them.

But what these Ignivas people care about most is not this.

Simply because, while they were still pondering what this unfamiliar race was all about.

But a wooden figure draped in a cloak stood beside the giant serpent. "Father, what's happening?"

"I don't know, it seems like a very troublesome thing."

As the giant snake answered, it shrank in size, its enormous body transforming into a small snake in an instant, which then coiled around the wooden figure's shoulder.

The little snake perched on the wooden figure's shoulder was whispering something, but its voice was so soft that even Ignivas couldn't hear it.

However, they were no longer in the mood to listen to those things.

The fact that the great serpent god had offspring was something they had never heard of before. What surprised them most was that the serpent god's offspring was a wooden figure—clearly, there was no blood relation between them; in other words, this wooden figure was simply found.

So, here comes the problem.

Why not Ignivas?

They were clearly the ones who devoted themselves to the Serpent God; by any measure, they were the ones who served the Serpent God first. But now, but now…

As for the unfamiliar race, they could all see that it had even abandoned its own body, leaving only its purest consciousness to become nourishment for the Serpent God—in fact, to some extent, the unfamiliar race had become a part of the Serpent God.

But this strange wooden figure, this...

"Weren't we here first?"

The older generation of Ignivas were already suffering, and even the younger Ignivas were beginning to harbor resentment—although strictly speaking, they had never actually seen the serpent god, nor had they ever experienced any belief in it, it was these young people who were herding those woolly elephants.

They've worked tirelessly for countless years, destroying countless species in the process of herding those woolly elephants, and now, their treatment is worse than that of a wooden man.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

They do not accept this outcome.

So they decided to seek an answer themselves.

After all, they are not the same people they were back then.

Now they have power, and that devastating force has long surpassed the limits of what they were back then—like that earth-shattering flood, they could completely quell it with just a few people.

When they gather the strength of their entire race, they will be even stronger than the serpent god of old.

After all, no matter how strong the Serpent God was, it had never left its planet. Its so-called strength was outdated. However, the Ignivas people always maintained a certain level of respect for the Serpent God, so they never thought of doing anything disrespectful.

However, now...

“Singing Bowl, when the snake god is not around, go and test this wooden figure’s abilities.”

(End of this chapter)