Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 133 The advantage is mine
Until this point, High Priest Nacht had not realized that something was wrong.

Nacht comforted himself with the thought that there were simply too many local militiamen coming to join them, and besides, the long marching procession looked quite impressive—as long as these locals who originally worshipped the serpent god were willing to accept the faith of the sun god, the small amount of military rations was not a big deal.

After all, there's really no real story behind the battle. Even the priests leading the enemy troops were all on our side. It can hardly be called a battle anymore; it's just a matter of coming over for a quick look and winning.

With his own people on the other side, Nacht couldn't imagine how he could possibly lose this war.

"However, we really need to finish this quickly... After all, if we drag this out any longer, we're afraid our logistics will really run into problems."

With that in mind, Nacht's army was already at the city gates.

As Nacht approached the town of Buto, he saw the enormous serpent body, as large as a small mountain, in the distance—if an ordinary priest had come, he would probably have mistaken it for a servant of the cobra goddess Vajit.

But Nacht, as the chief high priest, immediately recognized the ancient aura emanating from the giant serpent.

"This is also a god... or even an unknown god!"

Nacht could sense the aura emanating from the giant serpent—a sense of supreme nobility that could not be seen with the naked eye but could be truly felt.

Yes, even if it is ancient evil, it is still a transcendent god, an existence far beyond ordinary humans.

"Is it really okay to confront the gods directly?"

Nacht's heart skipped a beat.

But he quickly calmed down.

As for the reason, it is naturally because the snake's body in the distance is too huge and clumsy, which means that even if the other party is a god, it is probably not as powerful as a true god. True gods never drag such a huge body around. They can always be as big as they want and as small as they want. They can go to heaven and earth and are omnipotent.

The giant snake before us is clearly not at that stage yet.

"Furthermore, the ancient evil... must be a native god from some tribal era."

Nacht made a quick judgment.

Yes, even among gods, there are distinctions of rank.

Being too old can sometimes be a symbol of being too ignorant.

"Under the glory of the sun god, this mere ancient serpent will surely be reduced to dust in the sunlight!"

By contemplating the glory of the sun god in his mind, Nacht gradually calmed down.

However, to Nacht's surprise, the anticipated battle with the evil god did not occur at all.

The giant snake in the distance didn't even look this way; it seemed to be busy with something else entirely.

Meanwhile, in the distant town of Butuo, the one who stepped forward to fight was an acquaintance.

"why you?"

Nacht looked at the heavily armored figure in the distance. He recognized the priest; he had clearly sent him personally. How dare the priest stand in his way?
"Yes, it's me."

The priest, carrying a large serpent-scale sword, was fully armored and spoke in a deep, muffled voice.

Originally, he didn't want to stand up and resist, but his two other brothers had already done it. One deliberately held back when shooting arrows, and the other simply deserted, sending the organized militia to the other side.

In this so-called "crisis", if he, the priest in charge of military forces, does not step forward, what is he trying to do?
So the priest, who revered strength, stepped forward, carrying his serpent-scaled sword. He had to make it look like he was trying his best to resist, but was ultimately no match for the other.

"It's normal that I've never been able to defeat an army of thousands of men alone, right?" The priest, carrying a serpent-scaled sword, thought to himself.

Considering that the warriors on the other side were also believers of the sun god, the priest carrying the serpent-scaled sword didn't even want to harm them—he was prepared to only strike the thickest parts of their armor when the fight started.

As everyone knows, armor is not something that can be cut by swords. Trying to cut armor with swords is no different from not wanting to do it at all.

With such obvious leniency, the soldiers in front of him would surely understand his meaning.

So, as the warriors, chanting the name of the sun god, charged forward, the priest, carrying a serpent-scaled sword, suddenly swung his blade.

The broadswords grazed the warriors' bronze breastplates, sending up a shower of sparks.

This made the priest carrying the snake-scale sword sigh, "This is indeed a fine sword."

Whether the other three obtained their items from the ancient serpent was of good or bad quality was still unknown, but this serpent-scale greatsword was undoubtedly a genuine treasure—just like now, even when slashing against the hard bronze breastplate, he felt no resistance whatsoever, as if wielding it through the air, as light as a feather blown by the wind…

"……Um?"

It was at this moment that the priest, carrying the snake-scaled sword, suddenly felt that something was amiss.

When he looked closely, he saw that the Sun God warriors surrounding him had all fallen to the ground and were cut in two.

The bronze breastplate that should have protected them was neatly cut open, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

"I……"

The priest carrying the snake-scaled sword, along with the warriors who were about to surround them, all froze in place.

Clearly, none of them expected it to turn out this way.

"How could I... kill him!"

In the end, it was the chief priest Nahet in the army who was the first to react. The pungent smell of blood made him realize the reality. He had been wondering why the ancient serpent was completely indifferent to the battle here.

But now it seems that top experts were actually assigned!
"No, I, this..."

Faced with the oncoming swords, spears, and halberds, the priest carrying the snake-scaled broadsword hurriedly swung his sword to resist—but the bronze swords, spears, and halberds broke on the spot with almost the slightest touch, and the snake-scaled broadsword didn't even touch the warriors' bodies before slicing them open in mid-air.

In an instant, corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

This made Nacht, who was watching the game from the sidelines, look even more gloomy.

"It was all fake, it was all fake..."

Looking back on his journey, Nacht now understood that those priests who claimed to be undercover agents... were not helping him at all, but were clearly luring him and his army into a trap to kill him!

"But do you really think you can take me down with just this much?

Thinking this, Nacht had already taken off the ruby ​​amulet hanging around his neck.

However, at that very moment, a priest wearing a crown with snake fangs appeared before Nacht.

"Are you here to stop me too?"

Looking at the priest leader he had personally sent to the south, Nacht, the chief high priest, was filled with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)