Chapter 24: A Staring Contest of Reincarnation

The death of a rabbit brings sadness to the fox. Once, she was a dominant force, ruling over seventy percent of the world at her peak, with the earth beneath her feet while powerful beings trembled before her.

But now, she is merely a flickering candle in the wind, her life force on the verge of extinguishment.

Finally, the Ant Queen Belsha seems to have made a decision. The fall of the new generation’s protagonist struck her deeply, making her realize that remaining in the mortal realm while clinging to life would only lead to her demise at the hands of time.

Only by transcending from mortal to divine could she sustain her flickering flame of life. The Ant Queen once again gazes intently at the Stone of Truth.

After countless years of research without success, she has tried every method imaginable: fire, water, underground magma, and the crushing pressure of the deep sea.

Desperate to corrode the stone, she commanded her army to search for the deadliest substances in the world. After merging various poisons, she soaked the stone in the blood of the most vile and toxic beings.

Yet, despite thousands of attacks, not a single mark was left on the stone! This minute failure almost drove the Ant Queen to despair.

“Only a god can oppose a god!”

Belsha closed her compound eyes and slowly swallowed the stone into her abdomen with her dark legs.

Soon, the stone was completely consumed, and the Ant Queen began to enter a deep sleep again, promising to awaken with earth-shattering power! Unknown to Jiang Ping, who was lost in slumber, calamity awaited him.

Instead of patiently waiting at home for death, the Ant Queen seems intent on making headlines.

Time flew by; many years later, the world was thriving. Tales of the ancient Pirate King echoed through streets and alleys, inspiring countless ambitious youths to venture into the seas. Powerful minority clans began trading with the great human kingdoms.

However, regrettably, stories of the God of Luck have significantly diminished—some might say they have vanished altogether, with most circulating tales being pure fabrications.

People lament that the gods have once again departed, returning to the celestial realm. Poets jested, “Perhaps the God of Luck is merely napping.”

However, the crowd scoffed. “How could a god need to sleep? Do you think he’s like us?” they snapped.

Gods, naturally, reside in grand palaces made of gold, sipping endless divine wine, attended day and night by countless beautiful beings of various races, watching the rise and fall of the mortal realm.

On that day, a continent deep within the ocean suddenly began to tremble, a deafening roar erupting from the depths of the earth.

“Awooo!”

A booming voice resonated, shaking the peaks, causing countless rocks to tumble from the mountains as startled birds and beasts fled in panic.

Extraordinary beasts hidden in corners of the continent also took flight, forming waves of creatures rushing towards the sea, as if some terrifying force was surfacing! “An earthquake?”

The human kingdoms on the continent were stunned.

On the largest and strongest continent, formed from the unification of the central land, a royal sage suddenly changed in expression, his eyes gravely fixed on the depths of the earth.

“Such might cannot exist in this world; even ancient kings are far inferior!” With a heavy face, he began to summon the strongest beings on the continent.

“Is it a divine being descending? The aura is so sinister; it seems a spawn of divinity is born!”

Across the world, the Swallowing Ants abruptly ceased their work, even the foolish worker ants sensed that their kind had birthed something terrifying.

“Is a king born?” asked a trembling Ant Queen.

Two beams of red light shot into the sky, piercing the earth and illuminating the world. The upper cloud layers were scattered by the red glow, and the entire Original World trembled faintly.

A sight that awed the heavens and made the spirits weep—there could be no better description!

Deep beneath the earth, a humanoid creature less than two meters tall withdrew its gaze. Its entire body was dark, clad in armor flashing with numerous mystical patterns.

Even the most learned scholars could only vaguely recognize it, and those few pieces of knowledge were ancient secrets of the human race, some even being the esoteric techniques passed down by ancient kings.

Among them lay the innate gifts of supreme beasts like dragons and Behemoths, all inscribed in this newborn’s shell, embodying the essence of countless races.

The mysterious being coldly glanced at its mother beside it, its eyes devoid of emotion. It was a born ruler, the most powerful being this world had ever seen!

At this moment, the Ant Queen Belsha’s bloated abdomen was already torn open. Undoubtedly, this masterpiece was crafted by her just moments ago.

Belsha looked at her son, feeling both exhausted and gratified. She smiled.

“Child, you are even more perfect than I imagined, gathering the gifts of various races, merging with divine treasures; even heaven and earth cannot bind you! You are Ant King Beou, destined to lead me and the Swallowing Ants to sweep the world, devouring everything! You shall achieve the greatness I could not!”

The Ant Queen’s words were so shocking that ripples spread through the void. Lightning crackled out of nowhere, as if to punish this creature disrespectful to the heavens; phantoms of gods and demons appeared, chastising the Ant Queen.

The Ant King cast a cold glance, a wave of his hand smoothing the void as if erasing it; all lightning phenomena and divine roars vanished.

Before the Ant Queen could marvel at her son’s divine power, she suddenly felt a pain below. Belsha gazed down in shock to see her head being grasped in the Ant King’s hand!

“Why? Why?”

Black blood dripped from the corner of Belsha’s mouth as she stared in disbelief at her newborn son.

The Ant King regarded his mother without a hint of emotion. “The Swallowing Ants need not two kings!”

Crack!

Belsha’s head hit the ground, dust kicking up around her. The Ant Queen suddenly understood why the Ant King acted.

The child she personally bore had ingrained loyalty to her within his very genes, making it fundamentally impossible for him to harbor the thought of killing her.

The Ant King was the pinnacle creation of the Swallowing Ants, and naturally, he had perfected the ruthless slaughter of his kin.

Ant Queen Belsha suddenly felt at peace. She gazed quietly at her son, whose crimson bloodshot eyes held an unusual light; it seemed that in his eyes, nothing could sway him.

Two generations of kings, two protagonists, quietly stared at one another—the aging ruler, barely clinging to life, and the vibrant new king, brimming with power.

A staring contest of reincarnation.

Belsha suddenly thought back to her newborn self, so ambitious, lurking in the earth, biding her time to dominate the world.

The current Ant King mirrored her youthful self so closely.

“I was once you, and you will eventually be me.”

Belsha sighed, “Beware the other divine treasure, the Spear of Destiny. It is the only weapon in the world capable of threatening you; you must find it, devour it, and then raise the spear of rebellion against the gods!”

A flicker of surprise crossed the Ant King’s eyes, though it vanished in an instant. He hadn’t anticipated that the Ant Queen would reveal such a critical flaw before her death.

Boom! Ant King Beou crushed the Ant Queen’s head underfoot, the fragments and blood splattering everywhere; to him, the Ant Queen’s hundred-thousand-year sturdy body was no different from tofu.

“… You still have a chance to create another me.”

Much later, this voice echoed within the dark city.

In the third dimension, Jiang Ping was sleeping soundly when suddenly a beam of white light shot from his forehead as Genesis flew out, its pages rustling and flipping in the absence of wind. The second page automatically revealed a series of words.

In the Original Era of the New Century, Ant Queen Belsha devoured the Stone of Truth, spending a century preparing, using her entire life’s worth to give birth to the Ant King Beou, who surpassed the world’s limits; the ultimate evil and strongest Ant King has emerged, shaking the heavens and weeping the spirits. His mother, the Ant Queen, was also personally killed by him.