I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

His tentacles twitched, sensing the cold water.

"This guy has similar strength to me? He wants to stop me, could he be the opposing chosen one in this mission?"

He recalled the scene he had vaguely glimpsed through the statue: the other party could melt into a pool of flesh and blood. No, perhaps the other party's true form was that pool of flesh and blood, and the appearance of the native was just a disguise.

The thought that the mission also included the condition of eliminating hostile chosen ones made him feel annoyed, and he blinked his eyes.

"I originally planned to use the idol to directly corrupt everyone and deal with that unknown chosen one as well, but now it seems I'll have to go there in person?"

The octopus-man glanced at the statue again; a crack had even appeared on it.

He put away the idol and glanced at the torrential rain in the sky.

The torrential rain will soon reach Utopia, and the clear rainwater will purify the polluted world.

Greenish-blue smoke rose from the octopus-man's body, soaring upwards and disappearing into the clouds.

Soon, the rain clouds gradually changed color to dark green, the deep color resembling mold, making the raindrops sticky, foul-smelling, and emitting a nauseating odor.

The Great Luo of All Worlds

Ahead, the octopus-man saw an army marching away from the heavy rain.

He observed this army for several days. After some deliberation and investigation, he learned that it was an army from a city-state in the west. Their destination was also Utopia. It was a spy hidden in Utopia who sent a message to this city-state informing them of the information about the Promised Land. That's why they sent an army to obtain the coordinates.

The octopus-man found it amusing.

Because their city-state had been submerged in torrential rain and destroyed as an experiment by the octopus people, now only festering corpses were left in that underwater city, repeating the actions they had taken in life.

This army had no idea what was happening in their hometown.

And now, even they are about to be submerged by this rain.

"Let me test the effect of this rain."

The octopus-man's eyes kept flashing. He saw that although the army was moving at a fast pace through the desert, they were, after all, human beings of flesh and blood, and they needed to rest.

Half a day later, the green rain finally caught up with the army.

Although the army had sensed something was amiss and quickened their pace, failing to rest as usual, everything still irreversibly happened when the rain fell on them.

The strong warriors were eroded by the rain, their flesh bursting open with green colonies. Their internal organs withered in an instant, then swelled up again, bursting their bellies and spilling onto the sand, being dragged along. Their cries of agony were quickly drowned out by the sound of the rain, and a moment later, the army disappeared.

Instead, a zombie army, unafraid of death, spreading plague, and completely obedient, emerged.

The octopus-men approached their commander, a once valiant man whose eye had drooped from its socket. His lips were ulcerated, revealing two rows of greenish-blue teeth, and his cheeks were covered in bacteria.

"keep going."

The octopus-man thought about it and realized that using this immortal army to directly conquer Utopia seemed like a viable option.

When utopia becomes his city, then who is in charge is entirely up to him.

The octopus-man thought this, and he submerged into the water, disappearing from sight.

……

……

Lu Ban quickly returned to the house.

He glanced at the people keeping watch along the way; they all seemed quite serious.

Lu Ban decided to treat them.

So he first sneaked back into the academy, got a few insect burritos, and then quietly placed them on the open ground behind those people.

Finally, Lu Ban returned to the house and completed the handover with the paper doll Lu Ban.

He stood up and stretched.

Although his original body was already a lump of rotten flesh, Lu Ban was still very unaccustomed to that form.

"It's better to be human."

Lu Ban loosened up his muscles and bones, and refreshed his spirits.

Outside the house.

The person in charge of surveillance suddenly noticed movement in the room, and his drowsiness vanished instantly.

"Hey, look, he moved!"

He quickly shook the shoulder of the person next to him.

He never expected that after Lu Ban entered the house, he would sit there in a daze and stay there for half a day.

Apart from occasionally turning over, it made no other movements.

So this person came here to take a nap?

He was extremely confused.

Now, seeing Lu Ban finally stand up through the window, he felt relieved.

Seeing Lu Ban stretching his body in the room, the young man took two steps back, trying to hide even deeper to avoid being discovered.

At that moment, he noticed that an insect crepe had been placed next to him without his knowledge.

"Did you bring this?"

He picked up the insect crepe and asked his companion.

"I do not know."

His companions also found it strange.

The two sniffed the insect tortillas, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual about the smell, they divided them in half, one half for each of them.

Just as they started eating, they saw Lu Ban leave the house.

The two hurriedly wolfed down the insect crepes and chased after them.

Lu Ban was seen back in the academy, as if he had really only come to take a nap, which left everyone puzzled.

While the two were still debating whether to wait for Lu Ban to come out at the academy gate or go back to report the results, they saw several people noisily rushing in from the other side of the street.

"Your clothes have a hole in them. Who did it?"

The man in the lead noticed a hole in a passerby's clothes and immediately asked in a loud, arrogant voice.

"Uh, I accidentally cut myself at home..."

The passerby was intimidated by the other party's imposing manner and answered somewhat haltingly.

"Someone, fix it for him!"

The man in the lead said this, and immediately some people rushed up and forcibly repaired the passerby's clothes.

Watching the two men doing needlework with fierce expressions, I felt a strange sense of contrast.

This is Lei Ting, the leader of the Quicksand Council. He's usually not exactly humble and low-key, but he's at least arrogant and domineering. I never expected him to treat others like this today.

What difficulties are you facing?

While the two were mending clothes for passersby, Lei Ting grabbed another passerby and questioned him sternly.

"I...I don't have any difficulties."

The woman was startled and hurriedly said...

"How could that be? You must be having some difficulties. Don't hide it from me, just tell me, and I can help you solve them!"

Thunder roared again.

The woman shrank her neck, pondered deeply, and then stammered out her answer.

"I haven't decided what to eat for dinner yet..."

"Someone, bring her two of the biggest worms, the fattest ones!"

Lei Ting immediately sent someone to stuff the two wriggling worms into the woman's arms.

"Anyone else here, if there's anything you need help with, just tell me. From now on, I'll do my best to help everyone. Come on, tell me."

Thunder addressed everyone.

This left everyone completely baffled.

What kind of medicine did they take wrong?

Chapter 878 The Coming Storm

While the Liusha Council was doing good deeds.

The college received a message.

As is well known, transmitting information in the wilderness is an extremely difficult task. Not only are there no modern electronic communication methods, but even the ancient classic method of sending messages by carrier pigeon has disappeared in this desert. Therefore, most city-states receive information from the outside world at a very slow pace.

For example, news of the Promised Land first spread from Frostheart's exploration team back to Utopia, and then from Utopia. By the time other city-states found out, most of them were already a month later.

There are some extremely special extraordinary individuals who can hear sounds from hundreds of miles away, or communicate with their twin brothers. There are also some saints who possess certain extraordinary characteristics and can spy on the situation in specific locations. These can be considered as the all-seeing eyes and all-hearing ears of the wilderness.

The academy, on the other hand, relies on insects.

They bred insects, selected special individuals from them, and scattered them over a range of hundreds of miles around the city-state.

These insects usually lie dormant underground, only emerging from their shells when subjected to vibrations of a specific frequency.

The sound of their wings flapping can be heard by a large insect that preys on these insects. Thus, these insects form a radar-like system, and anyone riding an insect into the vicinity of Utopia will be detected.

This is the message that Utopia received.

"A large-scale movement is heading towards utopia?"

Lu Ban thought for a moment after hearing Du Danping's words.

"Not only that, the humidity in the air is rising, and a rainstorm is coming soon."

Du Danping gazed out the library window. Where the sky met the horizon, a dark patch occupied the place where the sunset should have been. There, clouds that the people of the wasteland had probably not seen for hundreds of years were gathering.

However, unlike the idyllic scenery of blue skies and white clouds described in olden times, these dark clouds, with their rolling green lightning, evoked a sense of unease, as if some kind of apocalyptic judgment was about to arrive.

Ordinary people in the city quickly noticed this change.

At first, everyone was excited and overjoyed.