The Unspeakable Evil God

"Hey, I didn't catch any decent prey today!"

In a dark desert, with rustling sand, an immature snake-man boy with his upper body bare was crawling in the desert with some loss, carrying a stone spear on his shoulder and hanging several furry sand rabbits.

Jason raised his head and glanced at the dim sky, sighing deeply. The sky has been gloomy recently, without any sunlight shining down, and many of the sand crops planted in the tribe have died.

Coupled with the unknown death of the snake god served by their three-headed tribe, in such a world, without the blessing of the beast god, their tribe began to decline rapidly, and high-quality hunting grounds were constantly seized by nearby tribes.

The most fatal thing was the destruction of that small oasis. In the past, they could exchange water resources by serving the snake god, but now they have to go to the oases of other beast gods and consume more resources to obtain the water they need for survival.

Moreover, this may not always be possible, and sometimes they will be robbed, which makes the current situation of the tribe even worse. If this continues, their three-headed tribe will perish sooner or later.

"Great beast god, please show mercy and save us poor people!"

I don’t know if the prayer had an effect, but the dim world suddenly ushered in light. A dazzling sun appeared in the sky. Jason’s face suddenly showed joy, but soon the sun quickly went away again. After a while, The light disappeared.

"How is this going?"

Jason scratched his short black hair in confusion, finally sighed and continued on his way back. He could hardly live anymore, wondering what the point of such a thing was.

Everyday strong winds blow, and yellow sand flies all over the sky. In the distance, you can see a small village surrounded by earth and stone walls. It is the three-headed tribe where Jason lives. There are mound houses scattered in the village.

Walking into the somewhat lonely and desolate tribe, Jason was about to take food home. Jason was suddenly startled and found that many tribesmen were building something against the yellow sand, and his mother was among them. He walked away in confusion. In the past, this kind of weather usually wouldn't come out.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged snake woman who was conducting the work was startled, and she slowly turned her head. Her long hair was half white, her face was tired and haggard, and she said with a hint of bitterness deep in her eyes.

"Jason, the major beast gods have issued orders that all tribes must strictly build altars dedicated to the fire of souls to face the coming of the dark age!"

"Oh, that's it! Mother, look, I caught a few sand rabbits when I went hunting today!"

Jason didn't quite understand what this altar was for, so he raised the prey in his hand, hoping to get some praise. Cecilia opened her mouth, hugged him, and burst into tears. Jason was confused and quickly reached out his hand. Patting her mother's back, she comforted her helplessly.

"Mother, don't cry. Did Jason do something wrong?"

"No, no, Jason did nothing wrong, it was the mother... I'm sorry for you!"

The snake people around them lowered their heads when they saw this scene, seeming a little guilty.

After crying for a while, Cecilia continued her command work. Jason was sent home by a tribesman very sensibly, but he touched his head in confusion. Everyone is so strange today!

"elder brother!"

At this moment, a soft scream rang out, and an exquisite little loli snake-man with an upper body wrapped in animal skin and short black hair ran out, hugged Jason, and wrapped herself around him smoothly. .

"Have you behaved yourself at home? Didn't you cause trouble to your mother?"

Seeing this, Jason didn't think too much, showed a doting smile, reached out and touched his sister's little head.

"Carly is very good at home!"

Carly nuzzled her little face into her brother's arms and replied sweetly, looking like how could you not trust me.

"You're so good, how about I reward you with roasted sand rabbit today?"

"Great!"

Entering the house made of sand and stone, Jason said hello to the memorial tablet above the living room. A huge ferocious snake head was enshrined at the top of his father's memorial tablet.

It is said that this is the head left behind after the death of the three-headed snake god. It was his father who fought to the death to get it back. Then for the continuation of the three-headed tribe, his father, as the patriarch, resolutely decided to inherit the power of the snake god.

But in the end, my father failed. After a group of powerful warriors also failed and died, the last strong person of the tribe, my mother, took over the responsibilities of the clan leader and announced that she had given up this unrealistic plan.

Yes, after all, it is the power of the great beast god, how can it be stolen by mortal creatures like them.

After simply cleaning up the sand rabbits, Jason used flint and steel to light the dry firewood, then skewered the sand rabbits one by one, and grilled them over the fire without any seasoning.

Carly stood aside obediently, wagging her little tail like a pug waiting to be fed, UU reading www.uukanshu.net, her dark little eyes wide open, twinkling.

"Brother, I'm so thirsty and want to drink some water!"

After a while, Carly lowered her head in silence and whispered, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"Well, let me get some water!"

Jason licked his chapped lips, touched his sister's head, picked up a small porcelain bowl, and walked to the innermost room. There was a small tree with spikes all over its body, which he carefully picked at. Grains of sand, it took a long time to collect a little water.

"Drink, little glutton!"

Looking at the sparkling water, Carly's eyes lit up. She took a sip from the porcelain bowl, then stopped, licked her lips, and handed the bowl to her brother reluctantly.

"Brother is already an adult and doesn't get thirsty very often!"

Jason smiled and waved his hand. Carly hesitated for a moment, took the remaining sip and exhaled comfortably.

"Ah, Carly really wants to grow up quickly so that she won't be thirsty all the time!"

"Carly really wants to live in a big tribe where she can drink water every day!"

While Jason was turning over the roasted rabbit, he smiled and said nothing. He blocked his sister's mouth with one roasted rabbit and left one for his mother. He picked up the remaining roasted rabbit and cut it into many portions. , then put it into a cloth bag, ran out, and distributed it to some hungry children.

His father has been teaching him since he was a child that everyone in the tribe is a family. As an ordinary small tribe, everyone must help each other to live well.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. As the leader of the tribe, he needs to think more about the tribe and take good care of the tribe. Nowadays, many tribe members are hungry, and he must do his best to help his mother share some of the pressure.