Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 456 Doomsday

Once, when they were fighting against these Ignivas, these surface races thought that the difference in their strength was not that great.

After all, if the difference in strength were truly enormous, it would be impossible for them to fight. Since these Ignivas have been fighting them for so long, it means that they also possess a level of skill similar to that of the Ignivas.

But only now, when destruction has truly arrived, have these surface races, these people of the towers, suddenly remembered something that had been overlooked.

That is, even after fighting for so long, none of these Ignivas have died.

Without sunlight, they couldn't distinguish between day and night. In this chaotic darkness, heaven knows how long they had been fighting—yet in such a fierce battle, not a single Ignivas had been killed.

They may lose, they may retreat, but they will never die in battle.

These surface races initially thought this was a sign of the Ignivas people's cowardice, believing they would always back down in a life-or-death situation.

But now it seems...

This is clearly the skill of those Ignivas.

When the Ignivas rained down black fire, destroying everything on the land, they truly realized just how vast the difference between them was.

That was a power that utterly extinguished their despair. No matter how much they cultivated their so-called aura, they could never catch up with that level of power. From the very beginning, they had no chance of winning, yet they still thought they could defeat it.

This was no longer a catastrophic defeat; it was utter despair.

In their despair, these people of the tower could only seek that one hope.

Since the Ignivas are so powerful and so evil, they can only hope for something even more powerful and evil, even if that ancient evil is the one they were originally meant to defeat.

But now, all they hope is that the ancient evil will destroy everything.

Even sacrificing themselves wouldn't matter, as long as that ancient evil could stand up and destroy those Ignivas.

They began to pray sincerely to the giant serpent.

Such prayers are naturally of no use, but they are their only remaining hope.

However, it just seems like it won't be of any use.

In fact, for Du Yi, this prayer, which was so close at hand, was just as obvious as the sound of the electric drill being used for renovations next door.

"What are you doing?"

Because of the long space travel time, Du Yi had been studying cooking skills during this period. He felt that the plants and animals on the ground could be used to practice, especially after listening to the cooking theory of the Seed of Creation.

The Seed of Creation believed that using roots to decompose all things and then produce fruit was a kind of cooking. This unorthodox approach was quite shocking to Du Yi's worldview. However, after the shock, Du Yi had to admit that this theory actually made some sense.

If my son has already made such progress, then he certainly can't fall behind.

However, while it's true that he can't fall behind, Du Yi couldn't think of a better way. But this wasn't a bad thing for him, at least it gave him something to do during this long journey.

So he has been tackling this most difficult subject for a while, starting with the most difficult-to-cook plants and animals to practice on.

But just as Du Yi was engrossed in his research, the noisy prayers abruptly interrupted his progress.

"What do you mean the surface has been burned off?" Du Yi was stunned.

The surface has been burned away, so what about his research? Who will provide him with the food he needs?

However, at this moment, the wooden man walked in, first expressing his defeat to Du Yi, and then describing the current situation on the ground.

To help Du Yi understand better, the Seed of Creation simply pulled out a wooden board, displaying the outside scenery on it.

However, there's not much to show on the wooden board.

The ground is now a scorched wasteland. This time, there is no shortage of heat, or rather, there will be no shortage of heat for a long time to come—because the entire surface has been burned, and even the rocks and soil are burning with black flames.

As for why Du Yi could hear those prayers, it was simply because those surface races no longer lived on the surface, but instead dug deep underground according to their original designed functions.

These abilities were originally meant for them to fight Du Yi, but now they are using them to beg for their lives.

In other words, they were praying above Du Yi's head, which explains why they could hear it so clearly.

The fighting is over. These surface races are now driven by their survival instincts; they only wish to live and survive the pursuit of the Ignivas.

"Wait a minute?"

Du Yi suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Under the pressure of survival, these surface races have dug pits that lead directly to the ground. Doesn't that mean that they have already achieved their original goal?
"you……"

Du Yi glanced at the Seed of Creation, not knowing what to say. After all, this big son was ultimately a blockhead, and it was already quite good that he had achieved this much.

It's acceptable that things are just moving in the right direction without making them worse.

"Then let me finish up the rest."

As he said this, Du Yi began to move.

His body, which had shrunk, gradually grew larger. After fully absorbing the power of the four gods, Du Yi was finally able to use his original body completely. A tremendous power condensed on his snake body, an unprecedented power.

With this power, Du Yi surged upwards, breaking through the barriers of soil and rocks, and appeared before the remaining surface races.

But Du Yi did not stop there. No matter how much the surface races worshipped him, he did not pause and continued to climb upwards.

Until it broke through the earth's surface.

Even after breaking through the ground, there was no light in sight; all that could be seen was darkness.

Sight had lost its function at this point, but Du Yi's senses could still perceive the boundless black flames around him and the Ignivas people floating in mid-air.

These Ignivas, who once worshipped him, now exude boundless resentment. Facing the totem that their ancestors once revered, they resolutely clasped their hands together in prayer.

Boundless flames descended from the sky, landing on Du Yi's scales and enveloping his entire body.

(End of this chapter)