OBS Chapter 329 Did the Gluttons scare away the Cleaners? The other entities were shocked!
Chapter 329 Did the Gluttons scare away the Cleaners? The other entities were shocked!
Chapter 329 Did the Gluttons scare away the Cleaners? The other entities are shocked! (Part 1)
The scorching sun illuminated the desert, making even vision distorted in the heat.
Xia Fa sat on the second floor of the small restaurant, looking through the window at the wall of flesh and blood that seemed to be made of countless monstrous limbs and strange organs, and felt a mixture of amusement and disbelief.
"So, to avoid triggering random free meals, do I have to not think about anything before sitting down?"
Regarding his unique and incredibly useful ability, Xia Fa realized that he hadn't explored it enough before.
It seems that next time, to avoid randomly getting a free meal, I need to keep my mind completely blank before sitting down.
And now?
Since we're already here—
Xia Fa's gaze narrowed slightly as he watched the wall of flesh grow taller and larger on the distant horizon of the desert.
This doesn't mean that the infamous and ferocious entity is growing larger; it means that it is getting closer and closer!
With a slight stirring of his spiritual intuition, Xia Fa immediately knew where he was.
This is a small medieval town with a population of just over ten million. It doesn't even have a telegraph machine or a camera, making it quite backward.
However, the residents of this small town lead a rather leisurely life.
Some people were sunbathing on deck chairs by the door, some were fast asleep on cool wooden beds, and many more were gathered in various restaurants, not eating, but drinking a kind of herbal tea and chatting leisurely with their friends.
Now, having signed five overlord-level secret contracts and one advanced secret contract, Xia Fa, who is superficially equivalent to a whale-level rank, has spiritual intuition that is already much higher than that of the Heavenly Fate Saint Venerable, and can cover an entire planet in an instant.
Moreover, spiritual intuition can cover everything, whether it's a small life-bearing planet the size of the moon or a super-large life-bearing planet like Caligia, which is hundreds of millions of times larger than a normal star.
Of course, under normal circumstances, beings of angelic rank and above would not choose to freely extend their spiritual intuition to its maximum extent, and Shaphat would not do so normally either.
Firstly, once spiritual intuition is a certain distance away from oneself, the things that can be perceived become very blurry, making it difficult to find things.
Secondly, when spiritual intuition is pushed to its limit, it can easily lead to mental instability and put one in a state that is very vulnerable to mental damage or control, which is equivalent to exposing a fatal weakness.
Normally, the practice of extending spiritual intuition to the entire planet is generally used for location positioning when using teleportation or other spatial movement techniques.
However, for Xia Fa, simply getting a clear picture of the situation in this small town is quite easy and carries little risk.
"What planet is this? Why is even the church in this small town in such dire need of repair?"
Xiafa's spiritual intuition focused on a large cathedral in the center of the small town.
The roof of the cathedral had collapsed by more than half, exposing the beams and tiles.
Sunlight streamed through the hole, revealing dust and ash floating everywhere. The church was also covered in dust, with a thin layer of sand on the ground and even cobwebs in the corners.
As for the benches, altar, pulpit, and so on—they were all naturally in ruins.
"A wrathful meditation? They believe in a deity called 'calm amidst wrath'?"
Through the murals on the church walls and the fragments of scriptures scattered on the ground, Shafa quickly discovered the faith that the residents of this small town once held.
The reason it is a former faith is that, firstly, the church looks like it has been in disrepair for at least several hundred years, or even over a thousand years, indicating that the residents here have long since abandoned their faith in their former gods.
The second key point is that...
The name "Calm in Fury" sounded very strange, but Shafa immediately thought of the eternal token possessed by Norton Dragon, namely "Eternal Fury."
Shafa had a deep impression of Norton Dragon's use of "Eternal Fury" to enrage the Bronze Cleanser, and how he managed to keep his body in a state of rage while remaining unusually calm.
Combining this with what his great-grandfather Sharatul had said before, about Norton Dragons obtaining [Eternal Fury], Sharfa couldn't help but come up with a very bold conjecture.
"Could it be that [The Calm in Wrath], this god, was killed by the Cleansers hundreds or thousands of years ago?"
"Therefore, He was slow to respond to prayers and unable to help the residents with some simple problems, such as bringing rain, promoting plant growth, and curing diseases, etc."
"Ultimately, did this lead the residents of the small town to become disheartened and abandon their belief in 'calm in rage'?"
Xia Fa thought about it more and more and felt that this was possible. In fact, if it were the first and second ten thousand years of the universe, or the first and second ten thousand years of the emergence of superhumans, a small town with a population of tens of millions would not have a church abandoned for hundreds or thousands of years.
The anchor that faith provides is extremely precious to the gods.
Apart from the nine principal gods, who were once worshipped so much that their influence overflowed and they were even able to create spheres of anchor points from the excess, the other secondary gods and external gods are basically in a state of lacking anchor points.
This small town was clearly within the church territory of one of the nine righteous gods, but He assigned it to one of His subordinate gods, namely the "Calm in Wrath," so that He could build a church and gain the first faith of the town's inhabitants.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, if [The Calm of Wrath] were to die, for whatever reason, the church here would immediately be replaced, either reverting to the faith of the nine principal gods or switching to the faith of other secondary and external gods.
Now that Xia Fa knows that from ten thousand years ago, all nine true gods except for the [Silver Universe] were fake, until recently when the [Paradox Clown] and [First History] returned, it is very clear why things are like this here.
Clearly, [Raging Calm] was accidentally killed hundreds of years ago, but the fake god didn't care about that. Perhaps, fake gods don't really need faith or anchors.
And His followers and Outer Gods, for some unknown reason, did not demand the city's faith.
Ultimately, this led to the complete abandonment of the church in this small town.
"Judging from this, this is a very remote small planet in the universe. It must be very far from Gilgamesh, since it's nighttime there, but it's still noon here —"
Xia Fa's eyes gleamed; the anchor point provided by a population of ten million was still very appealing to him.
Moreover, this small town is beyond the reach of the fake true god, and the other subordinate gods and external gods have not discovered it either. It is a perfect place for me to establish my faith after I become a subordinate god.
I can also respond to the prayers and sacrifices of the local residents, practice my skills, and I've heard that it helps increase my divine power.
Now, a large part of his anchor comes from the identity of the disguised entity "Glutton".
Only a small fraction of them come from their true identity.
That small group actually consists of the farmers of Putet Farm in the Kingdom of Augu, as well as some residents of Putet City. The number has recently increased to nearly 900,000, but it is still very small.
Of course, he couldn't possibly respond to prayers and sacrifices as a "glutton." Although there were precedents of entities responding to their followers, they were far too few. If he did it too frequently, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
Therefore, the faith that the tens of millions of residents of this small city can provide seems to be very precious and rare.
With this thought in mind, Xia Fa's gaze hardened completely as he looked up at the wall of flesh and blood that had appeared less than a few kilometers away.
This wall of flesh and blood seems slightly smaller than the last one, but not by much; it still seems to block out the sky.
A huge shadow was cast directly onto the city wall. The soldiers patrolling and guarding the city wall were all in a frenzy, grabbing anything edible around them and frantically gnawing on it. Some even began to gnaw on the stone wall.
This is the "hunger" rule of the Wall of Flesh and Blood. Xia Fa experienced it once before and it left a very deep impression on him.
Under the influence of the "hunger" rule, everything will appear as delicious food to people, even the floor and stone bricks will look like greasy braised pork.
Under these circumstances, Xia Fa could understand why the soldiers had become like this.
He initially mistook the wall of flesh and blood for a giant meat pie.
"When I'm disguised as a glutton, it seems that if I'm affected by its hunger rules, I can inflict some damage on it before it even realizes it—"
Xia Fa's eyes flickered as he pondered, trying to find a foolproof plan.
The Wall of Flesh and Blood was basically at the peak of the Outer God level. Last time, it was because of its great reputation and the fact that it had actually hurt it that it was scared away.
And this time, if it realizes what's happening and attacks me—
Xiafa had no doubt that he would be swallowed whole by its massive mouth, which was covered in sharp teeth and formed a wall of flesh.
Therefore, we need to find a way to take a large piece of flesh from the wall of flesh, at least as big as the wall itself, and then scare it away, while also remaining unharmed ourselves.
If all else fails, we can simply scare it away, hold onto this small town, and wait until we become gods so we can return and establish our faith.
In the entire universe, a small town with a vacancy that happens to be the first faith is extremely rare to find.
Those planets that have not established a primary faith are either still in a primitive state of life or are war-torn lands, watched by many beings. Once the war subsides, faith will be re-established.
"Got it!"
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind, and Xia Fa stood up, ready to take action.
The second floor of the small restaurant was completely empty; he was the only "customer."
Now, even in his gluttonous disguise, he can get up and move around freely.
at the same time.
Above the atmosphere of this tiny planet with life.
"The bard was right, the wall of flesh and blood really has appeared here—"
The physical "Fanatical Tomb Raider" is carrying a pickaxe and has a large iron shovel hanging uniquely at his waist. He is slowly walking out of the tomb-raiding hole dug in the void.
He saw almost instantly the wall of flesh and blood slowly moving towards a prosperous and peaceful small town below the atmosphere and above the desert.
"Last time, it was Lord Glutton who forced back this wall of flesh and blood, and even ate a piece of its flesh. This time, Lord Glutton is not here, so I can only rely on myself."
The "unsealing" had already been done before the fanatical tomb raiders arrived. Since the non-human entities such as the Wall of Flesh, the House of Imagination, and the Endless Void pledged allegiance to the Cleaners, the entities of the Entity Redemption Society have reached a consensus.
That is, once these entities that have joined the Cleaners are seen appearing, we must do everything we can to disrupt their operations and weaken their strength!
If necessary, they can even be killed, but that would be extremely difficult.
Entities not only possess their own corresponding "rules," but even if they are destroyed, as long as the "concepts" corresponding to the "rules" still exist in the world, they can be reborn at any time.
For example, this wall of flesh and blood can be resurrected at any time, even if it is killed, as long as there are still people in the world who feel hunger.
Therefore, for the entities of the Entity Redemption Society, it is better to weaken their strength and disrupt their operations than to go through the trouble of killing these entities that have sided with the Cleaners.
Today, the bard somehow learned that the Wall of Flesh and Blood would appear on a small life planet in a remote corner of the Ancient Tree Starfield. He then contacted the fanatical tomb raiders who were also in the Ancient Tree Starfield, and the fanatical tomb raiders rushed over.
"This piece of trash once swallowed a great outer god tomb that I'd been eyeing for a long time. Back then, I didn't fight it out of pride. Now, it's perfect timing. Don't blame me for settling this score—"
A ferocious glint flashed across the mud-covered face of the fanatical tomb raider. In fact, he was stronger than the Wall of Flesh, especially since the Wall of Flesh had been injured by Lord Gluttony and had only just recovered.
In this situation, he was very confident that he could defeat the wall of flesh and blood.
The avid tomb raider reached into his tattered pocket and immediately pulled out several strangely shaped burial artifacts: a gold mask, a clay figurine, and a platinum-made scarab beetle.
The avid tomb raider was just about to set up his trap when suddenly, he shuddered and froze.
His gaze, rather incredulously, landed on a three-story attic in the small town.
The attic, with its brown roof and white walls, was built in a rather elegant manner, clearly the work of a wealthy family in this small town, and it looked like it had only been built a few years ago.
But at that very moment, the fanatical tomb raider watched in disbelief as a family of five, who had been taking a nap in the three-story pavilion, all trembled and, without any resistance, turned into phantom-like images!
"The House of Imagination?! What's the House of Imagination doing here?"
The fanatical tomb raider muttered to himself, his face gradually darkening: "This is troublesome—"
The House of Imagination is an extremely special existence among non-humanoid entities, and its strength is even slightly higher than his.
Moreover, the House of Imagination's extremely unique rules make it very difficult to deal with.
Originally, without the wall of flesh and blood, those fanatical tomb raiders would have been confident they could have taken on the House of Imagination.
But now, with a wall of flesh and blood and a house of fantasy—he himself might perish here if he's not careful.
Although he can be resurrected as long as tomb raiders exist, considering that both the House of Imagination and the Wall of Flesh have sided with the Cleaners, if they were to request the Golden Cleaner's intervention—
While the entities are difficult to kill, that is only if they do not encounter a being of divine rank.
If they are beings of divine status, then even if they are physical entities, they will be completely erased and will never be able to be resurrected through any concept in this world that corresponds to their rules.
At this point, perhaps because the wall of flesh and blood was getting closer and closer to the small town, the residents of the town had already noticed something amiss.
The entire town was immediately plunged into utter panic. Everywhere there were screaming figures running around, and people eating whatever they could find, regardless of whether it was edible or not. The pleasant afternoon nap was gone forever.
Even in the most remote places, if civilization has developed, there will almost always be extraordinary individuals.
Not to mention, there used to be a church here, so the residents have all heard of the terrifying "Wall of Flesh and Blood".
At that moment, the door to the three-story attic that the House of Imagination had transformed into opened, and the male owner, who had become an illusion, hurriedly came out and beckoned to the panicked residents on the street.
"Come in quickly! You know I'm a superhuman. My family has a long-distance teleportation array left behind by my grandfather, who once reached the rank of angel. I'll take you away, to another planet!"
The man spoke with a strong and resonant voice, maintaining composure even in the face of such an apocalyptic crisis.
However, the residents who believed his lies, as soon as they ran inside, all of them, like him, turned into "illusions".
"well----"
The avid tomb raider sighed and reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
He knew that the male owner of this three-story attic had lost his own consciousness and was actually being controlled by the House of Imagination.
The House of Imagination likes to do this; it doesn't fear anyone who accidentally wanders into its house.
"What should we do? Other entities definitely can't get here anytime soon, and several of them are in a 'fixed' state."
"But if we delay any longer, the wall of flesh and blood could devour all the living beings on this life-bearing planet."
"And this damned house of fantasy!"
The fanatical tomb raider became increasingly consumed by self-reproach. Although he was a physical being, he was one of the most human-friendly beings. However, the legends surrounding him were somewhat terrifying, leading to widespread fear of him.
To watch so many innocent residents be swallowed up by the wall of flesh and blood would be worse than death to him.
"Never mind, I should be able to escape before the Gold Cleaners arrive."
Finally, the fanatical tomb raider seemed to have made up his mind. He gripped his pickaxe tightly, ready to charge down regardless of everything and stop the wall of flesh and blood.
Although he tried to comfort himself, he knew that if these two entities really summoned the Golden Cleanser, even just one of them, he wouldn't be able to escape.
Therefore, even the most fervent tomb raiders only have a sliver of a chance, a stroke of luck, a chance that the gold cleaners they summoned might not even arrive—
The fanatical tomb raider raised his pickaxe and slammed it forward with all his might.
The space ahead was clearly empty, but suddenly soil and sand appeared, followed by a tomb robber's hole.
Several figures appeared beside the fanatical tomb raider, all bearing a striking resemblance to him and dressed in the manner of tomb raiders.
"Third Brother, we need to pull off something big tonight! Can you take me to the next trap?"
One of the young men looked at the fanatical tomb raiders with a grin.
The avid tomb raider was also looking at the young man, his younger brother, who had been dead for a very, very long time.
Unable to suppress, a hint of sadness and deep self-reproach appeared in the eyes of the fanatical tomb raider, but he forced a smile and said, "You keep watch for me. Don't worry, if you find any good treasures, you won't lose out."
As he spoke, the avid tomb raider turned to the others. Seeing these familiar relatives, the sadness and self-reproach in his eyes deepened, and a deep sense of regret almost overwhelmed him: "Father, Uncle, Fifth Uncle, I'll go down first. You keep watch for me."
This time, without waiting for a response from his long-deceased relatives, the fanatical tomb raider gripped his pickaxe tightly and walked into the tomb without looking back.
The next moment, the tomb robbery tunnel inexplicably collapsed, and the figures of the tomb robbers disappeared as if they had never existed.
Meanwhile, in the desert.
What was originally just a patch of yellow sand suddenly sprouted soil and gravel, and then a hand suddenly reached out from it and pressed firmly into the sand.
Immediately afterwards, the hand pushed off forcefully, and the fanatical tomb raider leaped out, kicking up countless handfuls of dirt.
The location he chose was less than a hundred meters away from the small town, separated by the wall of flesh and blood and the town itself.
The city wall was now completely empty; there wasn't a single soldier in sight.
But the fanatical tomb raiders could clearly sense that it wasn't that there were no soldiers, but rather that—all the soldiers had died in the battlements because their stomachs had been pierced or cracked by the heavy stones from chewing too many.
Even the avid tomb raider himself could feel the terrifying effects of the "hunger" rule. The sand in front of him seemed to have turned into fragrant popcorn, which was his and his brother's favorite food and their father's favorite snack.
The fanatical tomb raider suddenly shook his head, forcibly suppressing the effect; however, the sand in front of him still looked like popcorn.
He was about to turn around and face the wall of flesh and blood.
But just then...
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!
A sound like an electrical malfunction appeared, spreading through the air in an instant and permeating the entire small town.
The avid tomb raider was initially startled, but then an extremely unbelievable look of joy appeared on his face, as if he had realized something.
His gaze immediately turned towards the city wall.
On the city wall, a blurry figure, seemingly shrouded in musaka, appeared and teleported away.
The figure seemed quite different from before. The blurry figure on its body, which could even distort the air, now carried traces of chaotic lightning, and within the lightning, there was a faint, blazing flame.
The moment the madman saw the figure, his joy was unleashed; he almost wanted to kneel before it.
This is—the Glutton!
Moreover, it seems that the Gluttony Lord has become even stronger!