I'm not just human!

He turned his head and saw that in front of the majestic and imposing Ancient Mithril Gate, the Devouring God was still kneeling, his neck still bare, and his dark body bound by chains extending from the Ancient Mithril Gate.

Even seeing this scene for the second time, I was still inexplicably shocked, and even more so.

Because now, Xia Fa can confirm that this deity is indeed an Outer God, and how powerful an Outer God is is self-evident.

But now, the headless corpse of an Outer God stands right in front of him.

Xia Fa looked around again and saw that the city of giant jaw beasts, now in ruins, was filled with their heads, which had dried out over a month.

The black raindrops fell on them, but did nothing to moisten these oval, watermelon-like heads; they simply slid down and flowed into the earth.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xia Fa's spiritual intuition kicked in, and he sensed that something was wrong.

The heads of these giant jaw beasts... these heads of giant jaw beasts that were once beheaded by the Golden Cleanser wielding a halberd, now seem to have turned into "eggs," and under the influence of the black raindrops, they are gestating new giant jaw beasts!

Although this gestation process would take at least several decades, he could genuinely sense that there were signs of new giant jaw beasts about to be born in the heads of these giant jaw beasts, and the eerie aura was quite strong.

Just then, the interpreter walked over, and the burly, bearded man smiled and asked:

"Your Excellency Glutton, what's wrong?"

Xia Fa had always had a favorable impression of the commentator, so he spoke up at this moment:

"It seems that..."

After he mentioned it, the commentator sensed it briefly and immediately exclaimed in surprise:

"Hey! That's really interesting."

He looked up at the seemingly endless black raindrops falling from the sky, then turned to look at the heads of the giant-jawed beasts, stroking his thick beard with one hand, and said thoughtfully:

"So that's how it is... The God of Devouring is not dead but still trying to secretly make these giant jaw beasts stronger again, and then resurrect Him through faith..."

So that's how it is? What's the underlying principle?

Xia Fa was a bit confused, because he couldn't figure out why the black raindrops could cause a new giant jaw beast to be reborn in the head of the giant jaw beast.

However, considering his current disguised identity, he couldn't very well ask questions out of humility, so he said calmly:

"That won't do."

With just that one hint, the commentator understood immediately and burst into laughter:

"Haha, that's true. After all, no matter what, we should kill the weird things whenever we can. I'll do it, Lord Glutton. You don't need to lift a finger."

With a casual wave of his hand, the commentator caused a spotlight to appear above each of the hundreds of millions of giant jaw beast heads in the city of giant jaw beasts with a "bang".

These spotlights were all strangely black, and as soon as they shone on the heads of these giant jawed beasts, they immediately melted and evaporated.

Xia Fa seemed to faintly hear the screams of countless unborn giant jaw beasts, and watched as those heads melted away completely like ice balls in the sunlight under the black spotlights that lit up the ruins of the giant jaw beast city.

He witnessed once again the immense power of a physical entity.

As for the commentators, they've only just made it into the top ten in the real world, not even comparable to the gourmets and the chief of all poisons, let alone the top three story answerers and bards...

"Alright, stop playing around and come here."

The storyteller then spoke up, waving to the narrator.

Immediately afterwards, he added a special note:

“Your Excellency Glutton, please come over here as well, we are ready.”

Xia Fa turned his head and saw that the entities had all gathered below the Ancient Mithril Gate, right next to the beheaded Devouring God.

So, with a thought, he activated his electric teleportation ability again, and in an instant, he arrived beside the physical entities.

At this moment, it was as if Xia Fa was personally standing next to the knees of the Devouring God. Only then did he truly realize just how enormous this Outer God was; it was practically like a mountain.

Even in death, He still possesses an indescribable, supreme pressure and an inviolable, supreme majesty.

A strange electric current suddenly shot out from the coccyx, hundreds of them, forming an electric grid that directly covered the cerebral cortex.

Xia Fa suspected that if he hadn't just signed the fourth overlord-level secret contract, [Miracle Fantasy], and possessed strength comparable to veteran extraordinary monarchs, and could mobilize hundreds of strange currents, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand the effects of such an outer god's corpse.

In other words, if it were a veteran transcendent monarch who had signed twenty secret contracts, but did not possess such a strange electric current, he would probably lose control on the spot, turning into a terrifying monster, or his body would explode and he would perish instantly.

Soon, as a spotlight fell, the commentator walked out smiling.

But as soon as he made eye contact with the person answering the story, the smile on the face of this bearded man vanished, and he became completely serious.

The storyteller subtly withdrew his accusatory gaze, turned around, and looked at the fanatical tomb raiders again.

Xia Fa hadn't heard many rumors about this entity, but they were all quite bizarre.

Legend has it that if you are walking at night in the wilderness, there is a certain probability that you will encounter a fanatical tomb raider, and then this entity will drag you along to raid the tomb.

If the person is unwilling, he will bury them directly in the tomb, and even a transcendent monarch cannot escape on their own and can only wait for someone to rescue them.

If they wanted to, it would be simple: a fanatical tomb raider would use highly professional methods to rob a nearby tomb, and the stolen artifacts would be split equally among the people he dragged along to rob the tomb.

At times like these, it all comes down to luck. If a fanatical tomb raider is only robbing the tomb of an ordinary person, the burial goods are practically useless. But if he manages to rob the tomb of a transcendent monarch...

Of course, those who are dragged into tomb raiding by fanatical tomb raiders will also have to bear the risk of being hunted down by the tomb owner's descendants. After all, the tomb owner's descendants dare not seek revenge on a physical body, so they can only choose to turn their attention to their accomplices...

At this moment, the fanatical tomb raiders, armed with shovels and hoes, headed straight for the Ancient Mithril Gate.

As Xia Fa wondered how this entity would push open the majestic and imposing Ancient Mithril Gate, he saw it wield an iron shovel in its left hand and a hoe in its right, directly striking the crack in the Ancient Mithril Gate.

"Oh no! Run!"

In that instant, the puppet master let out a low shout, as if he had discovered something, and rushed forward first.

At the same moment, a small hole was knocked into the crack of the Ancient Mithril Gate, and it began to heal rapidly as soon as it was made.

But it was too late. The moment the Puppet Master rushed forward, all the physical beings, including Xia Fa and the fanatical tomb raiders in front of the Ancient Mithril Gate, were transformed into his "puppets."

The puppet master himself transformed into a puppet, shrinking to the size of an atom and instantly passing through the healing hole.

For Xia Fa, this experience was truly bizarre. The moment he was turned into a puppet, he felt his whole body stiffen, and even his thoughts froze for a second or two, as if he had truly become a puppet.

Fortunately, as soon as they passed through that small hole, the puppet master turned all the physical objects back to normal.

This strange-looking man, dressed in a colorful striped tuxedo with a rainbow-colored corsage on his chest, actually turned around and gave Xia Fa a slight bow.

“My apologies, Your Excellency Glutton.”

"It's alright."

Xia Fa responded casually, saying that he hadn't lost anything anyway.

The bard then lamented:

"I didn't expect that the Primordial Mithril Gate itself seems to be comparable to a true divine treasure. After our two breakthroughs, it actually became defensive this time."

The storyteller nodded:

"Fortunately, the three Ancient Mithril Gates combined are only comparable to one True Mystic Treasure. We were only breaking through the first gate, which is the easiest to break through, so we weren't stopped. But it's also thanks to Master Puppet's quick reaction."

Xia Fa had no idea what the entities were saying, but he could only pretend to be thoughtful.

However, he suspects that the first two times, it was probably because fanatical tomb raiders were able to simply knock a large hole in the Ancient Mithril Gate, allowing the entities to pass through easily.

But this time, for some reason, it didn't work, which is why the puppeteer needed to improvise.

After calming down a bit, Xia Fa looked around and discovered that he was actually in a mine.

The mine is extremely vast, stretching as far as the eye can see. The ground is covered with dark golden boulders, scattered irregularly, numbering in the hundreds.

Suddenly, these boulders began to crack and fissure, and then they all stood up.

boom--!

In that instant, an indescribable killing intent and a powerful pressure comparable to that of an outer god erupted from every boulder like a tidal wave, crashing towards Xia Fa like giant waves, almost suffocating him.

Then, these boulders revealed their true forms: they were guards wielding round shields and spiked longswords. But what terrified Xia Fa was that their round shields and longswords were entirely composed of runes!

Indeed, these round shields and longswords seem to have no physical form at all. They are formed entirely by dense black runes that float and deform in their hands, but they still maintain the general shape of the shields and longswords.

As for these ancient undead guardians themselves, they wore heavy, dark gold armor covered with intricate and solemn ancient patterns, exuding an ancient aura.

Their masks didn't reveal a single gap, not even their eyes could be seen, as if their facial features were sealed off, making them appear mysterious and terrifying.

Many of the entities present couldn't help but show a hint of fear, especially those that looked like college students.

Only the storyteller, with a serious expression and a pickaxe in his hand, walked over on his own.

Despite their fear, the college students who appeared to be real people looked at each other and cheered each other on, following behind the storyteller.

The storyteller's steps seemed slow, but in reality, he arrived at the very center of the mine with just one step.

He simply sat down, and a campfire immediately appeared in front of him, emitting a warm glow, with a small chair appearing beneath him.

Om-!

In that instant, an invisible wave expanded, enveloping the hundreds of murderous ancient immortal guards.

The storyteller's lips moved, but the entities present, including Xia Fa, couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Immediately afterwards, the beings resembling college students walked to the campfire, where tables appeared in front of them. They began to conjure up snacks such as jerky, candy, and cakes out of thin air, and then somehow managed to blend into the ranks of the ancient undead guards, eating and listening as if they were participating in the storytelling of the questioners.

"Let's not delay, let's go first."

The bard spoke, his eyes once again fixed on the puppet master.

The puppet master nodded, gave Xia Fa a "sorry" look, and then deliberately bypassed the invisible fluctuations emanating from the storyteller, rushing towards a certain place in the mine.

Xia Fa felt like he had become a puppet again, his mind and body stiffening, but this time it only took a fraction of a second for him to recover.

But when he looked up, Xia Fa's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had seen something extremely unbelievable.

"This is……"

Chapter 294 The physical entity "Bard" personally recounts events from 30,000 years ago?

The sky was grayish-black.

Dark clouds rolled in, like an iron-gray curtain, shrouding the mine.

Oppressive, heavy, and somber.

The mine was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and tiny dust particles floated in the air, which were powders brought by the crushed stones.

Xia Fa, or rather, the entity Xia Fa disguised as "Glutton," stood before the second Primordial Mithril Gate along with the other entities.