Chapter Twelve: The Power of Gluttony

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From a god’s perspective.
Duncan and his group hid within nearby bushes; the druid possessed special herbs that masked their scent.
Severus spoke in a low voice, “That creature is extremely thirsty; it will definitely return.”
The witch, now draped in a fur coat, crouched less than twenty centimeters from Duncan and said quietly, “Doesn’t the church have witch hunters?”
“Why don't the villagers seek help from the church?”
Severus replied, “Dacia is in crisis.”
“The Huns destroyed the grand temple of the Sarmatian barbarian priests and even burned their sacred sanctuary to the ground.”
“Legend has it that a mythical beast appeared within the flames.”
“But it was soon driven back by the Huns, and the creature fled into Gothic territory.”
“To spread their faith among the Goths, the church pulled all nearby witch hunters to that region.”
Are the Huns really that fierce?
Duncan didn’t know what level of legendary monster this was, but unless it was something from the mythic era, it probably couldn’t stand against the Hun armies.
The Raven Queen—Triss furrowed her brows and asked, “What about those Amazon priestesses?”
Severus answered gravely, “They were likely all slaughtered by the Huns.”
The Amazon warriors of ancient Greek legend actually lived in regions like Asia Minor, Phrygia, and Thrace, having no connection to the Amazon River in South America. This tribe eventually settled in Sarmatia, where a considerable number of female warriors still lived.
Sarmatian female warriors were quite renowned in this era.
But now, they have probably been utterly destroyed by the Huns. Under immense pressure from the Huns, even the empire had no choice but to ally with barbarians to resist their invasion.
The Goths were already driven into chaos by the Huns.
They had early adopted the Catholic Arian sect, which was condemned as heresy by the church, even sparking internal strife. Now, with the church actively supporting the Ostrogoths, they likely aim to completely erase heretical influences among the Goths.
Though secular powers were bitterly fighting, the church continued sending missionaries to barbarian lands—even in places conquered by the Huns, Catholic missionaries were present.
“Though this is a parallel Earth, the broad strokes of history seem unchanged.”
Duncan frantically recalled the history he had studied and pieced together a clearer timeline.
“The first key point in the timeline is the century-long Han-Hun conflict.”
“After the Xiongnu migrated westward, they merged with other Eurasian peoples, gradually forming the new Hun tribes.” [Note: Strictly speaking, the Huns are no longer true Xiongnu, as their ethnicity has extensively mixed, but some customs and features remain similar.]
“As their power grew, they began invasions into the Western world.”
“The first battle was the destruction of the powerful Alans.”
“When I fought alongside the Hun archers, their ranks included Alan auxiliary troops.”
“The second battle saw the Huns and conquered Alans defeat the Ostrogothic kingdom founded by the Germans.”
“I recall seeing Gothic auxiliary horsemen in the recent battle.”
“After wiping out the Ostrogoths, the Huns turned against the Visigoths, forcing tens of thousands to cross the Danube and flee into the Roman Empire. The Goths later defeated the Roman emperor, shaking Rome’s foundations. Rome could no longer control its vassals and territories.”
The Huns crushed the Visigoths, who then rebelled and decisively defeated Roman forces, even trapping Emperor Valens in a wooden hut where he was burned alive.
This marked the prologue to the empire’s downfall.
“Though some details differ, this is definitely the time of Attila—the Scourge of God. The Hun Empire composed of Hun tribes has essentially emerged.”
Perhaps due to supernatural forces, the collapse of other powers was delayed, and the empire’s survival was prolonged.
“Luckily, I’ve played plenty of games about the Barbarian Invasions era.”
Duncan gradually pieced together the era’s milestones, allowing him to roughly predict what changes the world might undergo.
The Western Roman Empire falls, and the Middle Ages begin.

Within the dimensional space,
The projection before Duncan flickered, then a line of text slowly appeared.
“Locking historical node.”
“Parallel universe—Medieval Earth.”
“Activating Legend Points.”
“The Legend Points possessed by Human Host No. 1 can be used to strengthen their soul. After severing the link with the host body, these points can elevate the host’s status, allowing ascension into legendary heroic spirits, saints, demons, angels, demigods, gods, or other supernatural entities.”
“The faction you join will influence the source of your Legend Points and their further development in future history.”
—Legend Points: 0.
A currency-like mark appeared at the top of the projection; when Duncan focused on it, a detailed breakdown emerged.
—“Roman Legend Points: 0.”
—“Germanic Legend Points: 0.”
—“Celtic Legend Points: 0.”
—“Hun Legend Points: 0.”

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[Note: You are currently at the end of the mythic era in the medieval period. The faction Legend Points you possess will affect the future a thousand years hence. If the corresponding legend vanishes from history, Human Host No. 1 will no longer be able to upgrade further through Legend Points.]
[Medieval Earth is at the twilight of the mythic age; Host No. 1 cannot ascend to godhood by conventional means.]
Damn.
Is this a new function unlocking?
When Duncan glanced at the Raven Queen—Triss beside him, he saw she possessed a slight amount of Legend Points.
—“Raven Queen—Triss (Legend Points: 1) [Skull Mark] [Friendly Unit]: This target is the last High Priestess of Roman polytheism. Upon death, she may ascend as a lesser heroic spirit and exist within the World’s Will during certain periods.”
[Note: If the target’s legend completely disappears, the resulting heroic spirit will also fade in the future.]
[Only immortal heroic spirits can fully integrate into human history and endure until its end.]
[Immortal heroic spirits only vanish with the extinction of humanity.]
Is this the start of the main storyline?
Duncan instinctively thought like a gamer, but soon realized this was an extremely free, open-world main quest.
Because what Host No. 1 decides to do is entirely up to him.
However, the final achievement will determine the form of Host No. 1’s existence. If he dies as an insignificant nobody, then he’s wasted this chance, unable to influence the dimensional space.
But if Host No. 1 accomplishes something, that counts as a successful run—he can be summoned as a heroic spirit in the dimensional space and might even affect the next host.
Currently, Duncan could only guess, as Host No. 1 was still under his conscious control.
“At least becoming a lesser heroic spirit.”
“That way, Host No. 1 won’t be a wasted account.”
Dying unnoticed as a minor character means missing this precious incarnation opportunity.
“Angels, demigods, gods are out of the question for now.”
“This is the medieval era.”
“I’ve been camping the ghoul for nearly a day.”
Duncan’s attention remained on the grand map as he pondered, “The best chance now is ascending to heroic spirit. Last time, due to the causal logic, I managed to become a lesser heroic spirit thanks to the Raven Queen—Triss.”
“Now that I’m stronger, seizing the opportunity to ascend to a higher heroic spirit shouldn’t be too difficult.”
God-level beings tied to the roots of faith are off-limits for now.
Life is precious.
In the secular world, the struggle among the great powers offers plenty of chances to prove oneself.
Duncan quickly formed some ideas.
This turbulent era is his grand stage; how far Host No. 1 advances determines the final success of this run. But some things, like divine faith, are better left untouched.
After all, there was an imperial heretic named Julian, who tried to revive polytheism and reportedly died suddenly on the battlefield—some say he was betrayed by church loyalists within the empire.
From what Duncan knew, it wouldn’t be hard for the church to eliminate an emperor.
“Looks like that demon hunter—George also has Legend Points.”
Duncan glanced at the druid beside him.
Hmm.
A two-star common unit.
Such a being would leave no historical trace after death.
“Here it comes!”
As Duncan contemplated Legend Points, a red dot appeared at the map’s edge.
—Ghoul [Supernatural Creature] (1-star silver-gray) (Hostile)!
Duncan shifted his view and saw a grotesque creature, very different from his previous understanding of ghouls. It looked like a humanoid beast covered in black fur, with sharp claws and fangs, a foul stench, a skull deformed like an ape’s, crawling hunched over on the ground.
This monster was not a typical undead but a flesh-and-blood demon-like entity.
The druid suddenly spoke, “I have a feeling.”
“It’s nearby.”
The witch Triss’s lips moved slightly, and soon a startled bird’s cry sounded from the woods.
A faint, indistinct stench appeared.
Duncan gripped his Northern bow and looked toward the ghoul’s approach, saying gravely, “It should be over there.”
“Don’t alert it.”
“Let it come.”
From the monster’s shadow in the forest, a twisted, black-furred figure crawled out. Its mouth dripped with slime; its hunched skin was dark brown, covered head to toe in thick black fur. It sniffed a scent and approached the group, then began clawing at a nearby grave.
Now!
The sound of an arrow cutting through the air rang out as Duncan’s shot struck the ghoul’s neck. What should have been a grievous wound for an ordinary person only caused the monster to roar in pain.
“That health bar is huge!”

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This was Duncan’s first time facing a supernatural creature. The ghoul’s health bar was about three times that of a normal soldier; ordinary lethal attacks couldn’t kill it instantly.
Severus grabbed his oak shield and single-handed hammer and charged forward.
The witch stood still, but the wind’s trembling brought forth invisible magic; the monster seemed trapped in place.
Witchcraft.
Medieval magic had yet to form a system; Duncan didn’t know how many supernatural powers the witch possessed.
The ghoul tried to flee.
It showed some intelligence—attacking lone ordinary people but retreating before strong opponents.
Severus struck it hard with his shield, cutting off its escape.
Hit!
Duncan’s arrow struck the ghoul’s head, nearly piercing its skull. The long health bar instantly depleted, and the black-furred, hunched body collapsed, twitching uncontrollably.
Severus, seeing this, cautiously approached with his shield and glanced at Duncan.
That man.
When he offered help, he had only one condition: he would deliver the final blow to the monster.
Franks’ throwing axe.
Headshot!
Duncan swung the Frankish throwing axe in a fierce chop, nearly cleaving the ghoul’s head in two. A foul, murky fluid oozed out, along with a small blob of yellow, grease-like substance.
Hiss.
That man is formidable.
Severus’s pupils contracted; although the Frankish throwing axe was a small, light-handled axe, the chopping posture reminded him of Gaulish berserkers. Among the barbarians, swords and axes were the most favored weapons, with the axe techniques being especially fierce and dominant. The two-handed axe strike that cleaved off an enemy’s head was the signature move of barbarian berserkers.
In early battles against the imperial army, because the legion’s armor was thick and sturdy, barbarians relied on axes to pierce it.
Settled in the forests of Greater Germania, axes were also used daily for chopping wood, so many elite infantry were skilled with battle axes.
These elite infantry were top-tier foot soldiers at the time, aside from being fragile, disobedient, and prone to charging recklessly.
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