Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1190

Chapter 1190: 754: My Lord, You are the Only Light in the Void Chapter 1190: 754: My Lord, You are the Only Light in the Void The shepherds on the grasslands have an old saying: the strong walk alone, while the weak huddle together for warmth…

With every climate change, when it becomes necessary to migrate, the grazing cattle and sheep would gather into herds and move together in one direction, all the small animals from the road joining this group, subsequently attracting a plethora of predators.

Did they not know that this would attract predators? Of course, they did, but it didn't matter; they didn't need to outrun the predators, just the weaker ones among them.

If the expanding chaos tide could be likened to a change in climate, then the moving entity of the Abyssal Big Mouth would be a Tornado Storm, its presence stirring the previously calm Chaos Plane into turmoil.

Normally well-hidden creatures, Ancient Gods, not knowing from which crevice they emerged, fled in hysteria.

There were fleeing Ancient Gods, and naturally, there were also powerful ones seizing the opportunity to prey on them, hiding in the dark void, waiting for the right moment to surge out and kill some isolated Ancient Gods and ordinary creatures.

The Ancient Gods, threatened by these events, had no choice but to gather together, rushing fast in the same direction, an instinct and a survival strategy that finally formed a massive 'Beast Tide.'
Originally this had nothing to do with the Demon Abyss, but after receiving a message from Ange, three Demon Abysses, along with Shattered Plane, began to move.

The core of the Divine Tree inside the Shattered Plane had been dismantled, but due to the quality of the material, which was excellent for cultivation, it naturally couldn't be discarded and was also dragged along.

Thus, three large and one small planes, pulled by dozens of Ancient Gods, were so conspicuous that the passing Beast Tide immediately noticed them and quickly turned to chase them.

The strong walk alone, and the weak huddle together for warmth; these huddled together, dragging planes on the road, were definitely weak, “Wait for us.”

Once the Beast Tide formed, it was tremendous, and even predators would not dare to block their path; with the situation unclear, Starfire and Little Demon had no choice but to order everyone to run fast.

This run made it even crazier, the planes being such a large target, even the blind could see them, immediately speeding up their pursuit.

Starfire and the others didn't know what to do, so they just continued running, waiting to decide after finding Ange.

“So that's how it turned out,” Starfire explained, spreading his hands helplessly.

“This is really…” even Anthony was at a loss for words; this was just too unlucky.

But there was no other good solution in such a situation, just run, when tired, the Beast Tide would stop, but…

Negris also looked back at the tremendous Beast Tide, saying somewhat heartbreakingly, “Once they get tired, there won't be many ordinary creatures left.”

One could see huge Ancient Gods surrounded by, and mixed among, many ordinary creatures including humans, Void Elves, and many bizarre species never seen before.

Some of them were piloting flying machines, some riding beasts, some hidden on the bodies of Ancient Gods, struggling forward with the Beast Tide.

The Ancient Gods were just fleeing for their lives; these ordinary creatures were literally fighting for survival, occasionally smashed to pieces by a swipe of an Ancient God's wing with a snap.

“How come there are so many ordinary creatures? And flying machines and riding beasts? Wasn't it said that the Chaos Plane is the world of Ancient Gods? How did they manage to survive?” Negris asked in confusion.

“Of course, they survive under the protection of the Ancient Gods, much like these demons, 'My territory, regular folks dare not mess around, and some folks' territories, we don't really want to go there either, don't dare to mess around when we do go. Without the threat of Ancient Gods, just one plane could easily sustain hundreds of millions of ordinary creatures, it's too easy,” said the Little Demon King.

Negris asked in confusion, “Would an Ancient God really be so kind as to protect so many ordinary creatures?”

The Little Demon King replied blankly, “Why be kind? Ordinary creatures are quite delicious.”

Negris immediately understood that ordinary creatures in the Chaos Plane probably held a status similar to that of poultry, and many Ancient Gods didn't necessarily protect them out of kindness.

Just like Shay, who kept a bunch of humans and Goblins, it was merely to instill fear in them.

Anthony sighed, “It truly is a cruel world.”

After finishing, he turned to Ange, “My Lord, you are the only light in the Void, could you please show mercy to them and grant them guidance to the other shore?”

Ange tilted his head in confusion.

Negris translated irritably, “He's asking you if you want to save these ordinary creatures. This Godman is trying to trick people again, 'the only light' and 'guidance to the other shore'? Speaking all mystical, be careful, or Ange might turn you into light.”

Anthony chuckled sheepishly, “If I don't speak like that, the lofty and sacred feeling within me won't awaken. My rationale tells me it's better not to meddle in such situations.”

“Is it very dangerous?” Negris asked.

Anthony shook his head, “Not really, we've even provoked the Abyssal Big Mouth, what could be more dangerous than that? If it really comes down to it, we'll just throw things away and run. It's just troublesome, unclear how the Void collapses, taking them with us will be difficult, not to mention arranging and comforting them. Just the thought of it gives me a headache.”

“You still want to trick people?” Negris exclaimed in surprise.

“Ah, I'm sick, compulsive, seeing so many followers die before me, I can't help wanting to do something. We've already taken on plenty of burdens, what's one more? My Lord, is it okay? We might need a lot of food,” Anthony explained.

Ange then understood. Needing food? That was simple. All the talk of glory and the other shore, he didn't understand.

As for food, those Light Balls previously spewed by the Blood Pool Demon Palace, Ange had transformed them all into Elf Beans, which would last a long time.

He was even thinking of planting things in the Shattered Plane, and if no one ate what was grown, wouldn't that be a waste?

With that thought, Ange nodded his head.

Anthony sighed in relief; his rationale told him that with the overwhelming number of ordinary creatures in the Beast Tide, saving them would be difficult.

But having been an Archbishop for over a thousand years, he had saved countless lives during that time. When a person repeatedly does something over a long period, they involuntarily develop a compulsion.

Like a tile layer who, seeing a perfectly laid floor with one tile out of place, can't help but want to pry it out and redo it.

Those ordinary creatures mixed within the Beast Tide, they not only had to keep up the pace carefully not to be hit by the Ancient Gods following, but also had to avoid the more irritable ones.

Although the ones mixed in the Beast Tide were generally weaker Ancient Gods, it didn't stop them from squashing any obstructive ants.

Continuing in this way, they wouldn't last until the Beast Tide ended, they would die from exhaustion or collision; Anthony found it very difficult to do nothing and watch them die in vain.

However, to save people within the Beast Tide, he needed the Master God's permission and to utilize the Lord's power.

Chapter end

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