Chapter 1326: Chapter 887: I Can Fulfill All Your Wishes Chapter 1326: Chapter 887: I Can Fulfill All Your Wishes To search for “Order” in an unknown dimension, the best method is belief. As long as there are creatures sincerely praying to it, its gaze can pierce through the barriers of dimensions and land upon the devotees.
However, Ange, who is the God of Balance, God of Farming, Goddess of Beauty… all in one, how could he possibly leave such belief loopholes in the dimensional space? Even the Sun that the Ancient Godlight originally represented had been replaced by Ange.
Thus, the Ancient Godlight searched for several months. With the rate being a thousand one hundred and eight times faster, six hundred years had already passed in the dimensional space when it felt some abnormal fluctuations of faith in this instant–a divine hair?
Never mind what hair it was, Ancient Godlight could not wait to project itself there. It had been searching for months for a belief loophole, even if it was a trap, it would jump right in.
Then…
Witnessing a small red figure suddenly materializing and howling in an extremely slow motion, “Found… you… offer… everything… to… me…”
It took over ten minutes just to finish that sentence. It was quite funny. And even if funny was fine, the message was so stretched out that it was nearly incomprehensible. The Two-legged Bird's head radiated a confused emotion, glancing at Little Bone with a 'what is it saying' bewilderment.
Little Bone was also somewhat baffled, shaking its head.
Therefore, a skeleton, a skull, together with a nest of Divine Cavemen, squatted in a circle around this small red figure, watching.
The small red figure did not feel comic at all. After speaking its dignified sentence, its intent swept over Little Bone and the Cavemen. It first scanned over the Cavemen, and its weak soul made it scoff: “Useless.”
“Useless, useless, useless… You're the one, offer everything.” The small red figure's intent finally landed on Little Bone, and it immediately perked up, striding towards Little Bone in slow motion.
It might have thought it was moving quickly, but to Little Bone and the others, it was like speed slowed down by a factor of a thousand eight hundred. Dozens of seconds later, the small red figure finally pounced in front of Little Bone, only to be picked up by Little Bone who swatted it with a bone club.
Fizz, the small red figure was imprinted onto the bone club, turning into an Imprint. In an instant, the bone club was filled with powerful energy, lighting up and radiating a scorching red glow.
“I… hate… your… guts…” mumbled the small red figure, thoroughly confused by this sudden turn of events, inadvertently blurting out a curse. But as it cursed, Little Bone had already thrown it to the ground.
Heat dispersed all around, and one of the Divine Cavemen cautiously extended a fingertip, poking at the bone club. Then, clutching the scalded fingertip, which had blistered, they excitedly started shouting.
The rest of the Cavemen were excited too, quickly moving stones to build a hearth, setting a pot over the fire to boil meat soup. In no time, every Caveman was holding a crude wooden bowl, sipping the steaming hot soup.
The Caveman with the blistered fingertip received the second-most meaty bowl. The bowl with the most meat was presented to Little Bone: “Divine hair! Soup! Drink!”
Little Bone shook its head; it didn't eat things, as they would leak out.
The Cavemen became even more delighted, taking the meat and distributing the soup amongst themselves.
Taking the bone club, Little Bone noted these Cavemen actually used it to boil soup, effectively extinguishing the bone club's heat. The heat and red glow had vanished, leaving only a deep Imprint.
Little Bone patted the club; no reaction, so for now, it simply carried it in hand.
The Two-legged Bird skull let out a disgruntled howl: “Argh, mine–”
Little Bone tapped its head with the bone club, and it quickly corrected itself: “Argh, yours–”
Under the communication between the bone stick and the soul, Little Bone roughly understood what was the deal with the soul inside this skull–it was the sorrowful tale of a soul that had birthed intelligence within a skull, yet it was too fragile to rise, surrounded by the stupid cavemen who couldn't hear its anguished wails and ultimately endured a long, solitary confinement.
After it had finished recounting its story, dawn was breaking, and a ray of sunlight reached the entrance of the cave.
Little Bone was tugging it out by its nostrils, reaching out to the other bones, beckoning them. A pollination spell lifted those bones, moving them all out of the cave to bask in the sunlight.
In the most standard pose, Little Bone knelt in the direction where the sunlight shone, cradling the skull of the Big Bird, and then bowed deeply and rigidly.
Thud! The skull of the Big Bird struck the earth, making a dull sound, and at the same time, Little Bone devotedly sent out a prayer, “Aooo–”
Big Bird, not understanding what was going on, also let out a howl, “Aooo!”
Some supreme being cast its gaze upon them, and in an instant, Big Bird felt a surge of energy, its spirit uplifted, its body infused with strength.
Although it had previously only been conscious of its skull, at that moment it became aware of the bones around it and unconsciously began to move them.
Everyone can feel their toes; if they can't, it means they are paralyzed–it's the most basic instinct. When it made its move, the scattered bones around it came together like they were being guided by invisible hands, clacking into the skeletal form of a Two-legged Bird.
The sensation of suddenly having limbs and the freedom to move them was indescribable, akin to a paralyzed patient learning to walk again. The skeletal Big Bird excitedly cried, “Aooo– Aooo– Aooo–“, charging toward Little Bone.
It was probably trying to express gratitude, but for the three-meter tall Big Bird, this type of gratitude was too much for many to handle. Little Bone held down its skull with one hand, pointing toward the rising sun on the horizon and said, “King, strength.”
Big Bird looked puzzled for a moment before understanding the implication and hastily began bowing to the Sun.
The Divine Cavemen hurried out and followed suit, bowing to the Sun. From then on, these former followers of the Evil God finally returned to the right path, beginning to worship the Sun God.
Little Bone, carrying the bone stick, led Big Bird towards Sand Creek Town.
Only after the Big Bird skeleton had assembled did Little Bone realize that the bone stick was actually the left fibula of the Big Bird. Missing a fibula, the Big Bird walked with a limp.
But it had never walked properly before, this was its first walk on two legs, and the first time is always memorable, naturally assuming this to be 'normal.'
Even if it wasn't normal, it didn't dare ask Little Bone for the fibula back, and Little Bone didn't plan on returning it either.
The residents of Sand Creek Town were shocked to see Little Bone bring back a Big Bird, but after Pharmacist Ariola explained, they accepted it readily. They had no choice but to accept, for Ariola said, “That's one I excavated with Little Skeleton. Quit your fussing, or else I'll stop selling you medicine.”
Damn it, having a pharmacist in town was like having a lifesaver–a pharmacist refusing to sell medicine was tantamount to a death sentence. Who would dare not accept?
However, perhaps because the Big Bird was too terrifying, no one came to hire it for the entire day, but Little Bone didn't mind and continued to gather saplings.
As night fell and the Sun had just dipped below the horizon, Big Bird collapsed, its head falling to the ground and rolling around, its jaws opening and closing weakly.
Now, it truly understood the meaning of Little Bone's words, “King, strength.” It realized that all its power had come from the “King,” and as the “King” set, it fell apart.
Not long after the sunset, the bone stick began to glow again; the Imprint on it slowly pulsated. Just as Little Bone was about to build a stove and learn to cook something like the Divine Cavemen, it noticed that the bone stick was only emitting a faint red light and was not hot. Instead, a message was being transmitted, “Offer your belief, and I can fulfill all your wishes.”
Chapter end
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