Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 364 The Weakest Challenger

As you live longer, you start to take things for granted.

Just like Du Yi now, he has already begun to get used to this situation. Perhaps when he first encountered it, he still thought it was a big deal—that is, the time when he fought against the God of Life. At that time, he really thought that the two sides were going to have a good fight.

But this time...

"Is this it again?"

Du Yi was even starting to feel helpless.

They came to him on their own initiative, made enemies of him on their own initiative, and then unilaterally declared that they would definitely kill him.

Is this some kind of popular strategy in StarCraft? Why does everyone seem to like doing this?

"They're all so short-tempered... Don't they ever try to cultivate their character?"

Du Yi was quite puzzled. After all, in his opinion, if someone already had such great abilities, their thinking must also keep up. Even if they didn't have any earth-shattering wisdom, they should at least be able to show their talent.

But now... at least he hasn't encountered any real strongmen, or rather, the way those strongmen acted didn't seem like strongmen at all; instead, they seemed like brutes with only strength and no moral character whatsoever.

"This won't work."

Du Yi had no intention of associating with these visitors from the Star Sea. He felt that such things were no different from mindless brawls, and besides, after living for so long, he had long since outgrown the time when he would act impulsively.

Just like now, since that strange consciousness told him to wait to die, he might as well just wait. He'll deal with whatever comes his way, no need to rush. He wants to see what kind of danger he'll encounter.

Simply put, this time, he didn't even bother with the preparations.

"Come on, let me see, let me see your skills, let me see your strength."

With this in mind, Du Yi continued to fertilize the Seed of Creation.

The child is in a critical growth period, and nutrition is very important. Although the way he gets nutrition may seem a bit outrageous, since the Seed of Creation has already called him father, he naturally has to take full responsibility for him.

"I still need to eat more... or should I use my original body to cook?"

Thinking about it, the digestion of the main body seems to be almost complete, so it can indeed come over to fertilize. Moreover, unlike the fertilizer made from ordinary food, the main body is digesting the remains of four Star Sea Evil Gods.

"Although it has been digested... judging from the raw materials, the quality of this fertilizer should be different, right?"

Du Yi couldn't help but have such a guess, and even wanted to seriously try it out.

However, just as Du Yi was diligently preparing the fertilizer...

An unfamiliar danger was already quietly approaching.

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"You want me to fight that ancient serpent? Are you kidding me?"

Two weeks ago, Gekala, the wolf-headed swordsman who lived in seclusion deep in the mountains, was stunned in the training ground.

Although he was supposed to be in seclusion, being approached by unfamiliar consciousnesses like this wasn't unexpected for Gekala. After all, there were far too many impolite beings like this in the Star Sea. This made him increasingly nostalgic for the God of Courage, at least that God of Courage knew to knock before communicating with others. Although this so-called knocking was mostly done with sword energy or axe blades, it was still a matter of courtesy. As for the other party failing to catch it and dying, that only meant they were too weak to even communicate, not that they lacked courtesy.

"Hey……"

Thinking of this, the wolf-headed swordsman Gekala sighed, even losing interest in communicating.

After all, the chances of rescuing the god of courage seem increasingly slim.

He had been on this planet for several years, and apart from the initial period when things seemed to be going well, there had been almost no progress in the following years—normally, in such a fruitless situation, he would have simply gone back.

But here's the problem: the Star Shuttle he used when he came here has already been confiscated by the locals.

Of course, although his vehicle was taken away, if he really wanted to, he could still leave directly using the armor itself, just like other chosen champions—but even if he did leave this planet, he didn't know where he should go.

After losing the god of courage, the once loyal dog has become a homeless stray, now wandering around the places where the god of courage once stayed, searching for traces left behind by the god of courage.

Although he didn't find any trace of them, he witnessed firsthand the changes on the planet. He saw with his own eyes how the already fierce natives had evolved to their current state.

From the earliest wooden figures found in every city and village, to those found in every street and alley, and now to smaller wooden figures found in every household—these clones of the Seed of Creation, possessing a unified consciousness and capable of transmitting information to each other, have not only made communication extremely convenient for people, but have also brought about earth-shattering changes to the lives of these indigenous people.

"At least in civil engineering, they no longer need to iterate any technology. After all, they can manipulate wood and even soil at will simply by relying on the wooden figures in their hands... Could this also be considered a kind of divine magic?"

Whether it counts or not, the wolf-headed swordsman Gekala didn't know. He only knew that the Seed of Creation, which originally belonged to the God of Destruction, had now become something he couldn't even understand.

And all of this was caused by the ancient serpent hidden behind the Seed of Creation.

"So, you should leave."

With that thought in mind, the wolf-headed swordsman Gekala dejectedly rejected the connection from that unfamiliar consciousness.

"I could never do such a thing. I know perfectly well the relative strengths of both sides..."

"I can prepare everything for you."

The unfamiliar consciousness conveyed new information.

"You just need to kill your way through. As for how to kill, I'll do it for you... It won't be difficult for you. Besides, don't you want to know how the God of Courage disappeared back then?"

"……Um?"

Wolf-headed swordsman Gekala was stunned.

This was indeed a condition he couldn't refuse.

"You have news of Him?"

"It is only for mortal beings like you that such things need to be investigated. For beings in the starry sky, there are no real secrets in this world... Moreover, such things are not so secretive to begin with."

At this point, the unfamiliar consciousness paused.

"That's why I came to find you. The god of courage you're looking for is right now inside that serpent's belly."

So, half a month later, fully armed Gekala appeared at the city gates of Tahrir.

(End of this chapter)