Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 383 Prelude to Devouring Star

Until they were imprisoned in the dungeon, the three elves did not realize that their two companions were wooden figures in disguise. After all, they had not had much time to think during their escape. It was only after they entered the dungeon that the six wooden figures were exposed.

Although the dungeon was disguised as an inn and seemed flawless at first glance, the wooden man's Elvish language was ultimately not fluent enough.

In casual conversations, they might be able to put on a show, but when it comes to post-battle debriefing, they really can't speak fluently.

"But... it's too late."

In the three dungeons, the three elves imprisoned separately were filled with despair.

When they are together, they are indeed invincible, but once separated, their individual weaknesses are exposed. For example, mages are not good at close combat. Although they are not incapable of fighting at close range, they will be beaten so badly that they cannot even use their spells when they encounter a wooden doll with the martial arts skills of an elven warrior.

Or perhaps the warriors weren't good at ranged attacks. Although the elven warriors could unleash some sword energy, they were ultimately pinned to the ground by the arrows and iron chains raining down from the sky.

As for the elven priest... he is very good at healing spells, but that's all he's good at. As a priest who is not good at attacking, he doesn't even have the ability to fight back.

"With this level of ability, you actually wanted to assassinate my father?"

The Seed of Creation remains a mystery to me.

Yes, after a brief period of torture, the Seed of Creation already knew the purpose of these long-eared creatures—after all, these three outsiders who called themselves elves had not bothered to hide their intentions.

While there may be some misleading elements, Seed of Creation prefers to believe that this is a case of "what's the use of trying" or "letting things go wrong."

Moreover, even if we think about it in a misleading way, it makes no sense at all. After all, compared to its father, it makes no sense to use this thing to assassinate it—no matter how powerful these three elves are, they could not possibly kill it.

After all, its current life form makes it very difficult to kill.

Although each of the wooden figures scattered throughout the world is an avatar of the Seed, in reality, each avatar can also become its original form. After abandoning its roots in the earth and becoming the Pope of the Earth Church, the Seed of Creation could clearly sense that it seemed to have taken root in something else.

It's not a real sense of being rooted; it's more like a vague, ethereal feeling. But at least for now, unless the Earth Church itself is destroyed, or even everything on this land is destroyed, it's truly impossible for it to die completely.

All the wooden figures are, to it now, merely bodies that can be replaced at any time. As for itself, it cannot even say what form it is in now.

On the contrary, it was its father, that ancient giant serpent, who was likely to die.

Unlike its current life form, its father still retains its original body, with its soul and body closely integrated, even inseparable—from the perspective of ordinary living beings, this is certainly beneficial, since the closer the soul and body are integrated, the stronger the power.

But if something has advantages, it will naturally also have disadvantages.

The soul and body are so closely intertwined that when the body is damaged, the soul will also suffer a severe blow.

In other words, if the explosion caused by those three long-eared elves who called themselves elves didn't destroy the city of Tahrir, but rather its father...

Then it will probably really become an orphan without a father.

Orphans, or bastards, the Seed of Creation occasionally hears the locals' language and naturally knows that these are swear words.

It didn't want that. It hadn't finished learning all that wisdom from its father, and from the perspective of filial piety, it hadn't even made its father live a good life yet.

Although the Seed of Creation itself didn't know what kind of life its father considered a good life, it was still happy to learn from the Tahririans—its father had always been good to it, so naturally it should be good to its father in return. From a tree's perspective, this was obviously unnecessary, but it wasn't a true tree at the moment, or rather, its life form had already transcended the original tree form.

"So...who am I?"

A strange thought surfaced in the Seed of Creation's mind, but it was immediately brushed away.

After all, now is not the time to think about these things that we may or may not have.

More than who it was, it was concerned about the question its father cared about: who were these three long-eared creatures that it had captured?

Fortunately, these three long ears seem quite proud of their origin.

They were very open and honest.

"Elves... Demon King? Skeleton Soldiers? An army of the undead?"

When the long-eared creatures who called themselves elves began to boast about their achievements, the Seed of Creation and its father exchanged bewildered glances.

The good news is that they at least confirmed that these long-eared creatures were indeed an invasive species. The bad news is that they had never heard of anything these long-eared creatures were talking about. Of course, Du Yi did have some impression of these things, but his impression of so-called elves was limited to some movies and TV shows he had seen before.

As for the Undead Demon King and Skeleton Soldiers...

"At least, such a thing has never appeared on our planet."

Du Yi looked at the wooden figure beside him.

The Seed of Creation nodded in agreement.

First, it can be confirmed that these elves do indeed come from another planet, so if they are removed, everything seems to be going to be alright—after all, the Seed of Creation still remembers the promise it made when it gave up taking root.

In order to ensure that the planet itself would not be hostile to him, he gave up the possibility of leaving the earth, but on the other hand, he also made another promise to the earth beneath his feet.

That is, if you're going to leave, you might as well take the ground beneath your feet with you.

Now, a new planet has come into view, and the Seed of Creation is immediately moved—and indeed, the earth beneath its feet has also felt this.

That pulsating excitement, though barely perceptible, was so clear to the Seed of Creation.

The earth beneath its feet seemed to be telling it something.

"It said it was hungry."

Sensing the will of the earth, the Seed of Creation looked at the giant serpent beside it.

"It wants to devour that planet itself, and for that, it is willing to provide us with any possible support."

(End of this chapter)